'Are you kidding me? 'That young man is the majority shareholder?'
'If the stock is 31%, does that mean you invested hundreds of billions of dollars?'
Shareholders' reactions to Ryu Min were generally the same.
They look at you with suspicion or cross your arms as if you can't admit it.
It's not that it's not, but I can't help but be shocked because it was a change in the industry that suddenly came out as the CEO.
"First, let me explain the industry. The industry I want to change this time is… … ."
Ryu Min explained the business items as he had told Ma Gyeong-rok.
The shareholders' eyes widened as they listened to the explanation.
'You want to create a social open market that players can use?'
'Isn't that only good for the players?'
'Is the company name Player Place?'
'Fuck, what kind of cafe name is this?'
Complaints poured out one after another, but they did not come out loud.
I tried to restrain myself as much as possible as there were many eyes watching.
Ryu Min, reading the shareholders' thoughts, laughed inwardly.
'Yes, you will be dissatisfied. 'Because shareholders are ordinary people, not players.'
The shareholders in attendance ranged in age from their 30s to their 60s.
They were all ordinary people, but it was inevitable that young players would no longer invest in stocks.
'There's no way to invest in long-term stocks when you might die in the next round.'
If you need money, you will either find a way to utilize your abilities or gamble.
Here, some players are swayed by the temptation of crime.
'Because you can easily get what you want with just a few robberies.'
What is there to be afraid of when your life is at stake?
If I could, I'd rather go to jail than next round.
'So that's the problem. In the eyes of the general public, players are no different from beings who cause discord in society.'
They are literally no different from prospective criminals.
In such a situation, it was natural for people to be dissatisfied with the idea of creating a brokerage site for players.
"Okay then, I'll explain this and then take questions. If you have any questions, raise your hand... … ."
Before Ryumin finished speaking, hands were raised here and there.
Ryu Min couldn't help but smile bitterly at the reaction that seemed like he had been waiting.
'It looks like you're quite dissatisfied.'
Ryumin, smiling, was asked questions one by one.
"Who on earth came up with the idea to change a normal industry?"
"This is just an idea that came out of my head."
"What is your intention in changing the industry? "Is the company going to fail?"
"What manager would want his company to fail? Of course, this is a change we are making in the hope of growing bigger."
"What is the basis for your confidence that changing industries will do well? "Aren't we just asking players to do good things for no reason?"
"It's not just good for the players. If the company grows, wouldn't it be good for the shareholders here? "You will receive a higher dividend."
"What are you going to do if you try for nothing and the company goes bankrupt? "Why not be satisfied with consulting?"
"I'm sorry, but I'm not satisfied. Consulting is hopeless. And in the future, the era of players will arrive. That's why I change industries. "You have to go with the flow."
Despite the bombardment of questions, Ryumin did not panic and answered calmly.
As I answered all the questions without hesitation, the number of questions decreased one by one.
"Are there any more questions?"
"… … ."
"… … ."
The noisy hall was suddenly filled with silence.
'What question should I ask again?'
'I think I've answered all the questions I could ask... … .'
'I thought it would be easy to say that he was young, but he had no problem answering.'
'Are you really confident in growing your company? 'Your voice is full of confidence, right?'
The shareholders were inwardly surprised, but the person who was more surprised than anyone else was Ma Gyeong-rok, who was watching from the side.
'what? Is this the prophet I know? The atmosphere feels subtly different... … .'
I thought he was a wet baby, but he surprisingly has a bold side.
'Well, I've figured it out to some extent since you started telling me not to take it lightly.'
But today is pretty amazing.
In a situation where protests are pouring in, you can endure the pressure and answer them one by one.
'It's hard to believe I'm just 20 years old.'
Ma Gyeong-rok suddenly remembered when he was 20 years old.
Compared to Ryu Min, it was a very immature time.
'If only I had been able to respond calmly like that when I was 20... … 'He would have been recognized by his father right away and inherited the position of successor.'
I suddenly had a mixed feeling, but this is the general shareholders' meeting.
It was Ma Gyeong-rok who quickly came to his senses.
"Dear shareholders. "If there are no significant differences, we will proceed with the pros and cons right away."
For a special resolution to be passed, the number of shares in favor must exceed 67%.
Since Ryu Min had 31% and Ma Gyeong-rok had 40%, the agenda could be passed with just the approval of both of them.
In fact, there was no need to ask the opinions of other shareholders.
Nevertheless, there is a large representative reason for holding a general shareholders' meeting and discussing it with shareholders.
'If you change the industry and the company name at will like a dictator, other shareholders will not remain silent.'
Keeping shareholders from leaving is also part of the management strategy.
"Then, is there anyone who is opposed to changing the industry and changing the company name?"
"… … ."
"… … ."
Ma Gyeong-rok smiled and announced the results.
"Since there were no dissenting votes, I assume you voted 100% in favor, and I declare that the bill has been passed."
pound pound pound-
Ma Gyeong-rok concluded by pounding the gavel.
Even though they said they agreed, the shareholders couldn't erase their shocked expressions.
Because of the atmosphere, I couldn't raise my hand, but I wanted to oppose it in my heart.
But Ryumin knew.
'In a few months these people will be thanking themselves for not selling their stocks. 'You'll hit the huge jackpot.'
Everyone will shout with joy as they see the company soaring high.
"Then, this concludes the extraordinary general meeting of shareholders. "Thank you to all shareholders for attending."
After Chairman Ma Gyeong-rok's closing remarks, the shareholders left the meeting one by one.
During that time, Ma Gyeong-rok approached Ryu Min and spoke to him.
"Major shareholder. Thank you for your effort "You're not nervous and you speak well?"
"haha… … "It's worth practicing several times at home in preparation for various situations."
Actually, I never practiced anything, but what I just said softened Ma Kyung-rok's guard a little.
"Is that so? "You seem to be good at it."
"Anyway, I think it worked out well."
"yes. Now all that's left is to create a site and build a system as quickly as possible."
"We can leave that part entirely to CEO Ma, right?"
"of course. Major shareholders, don't worry, just focus on surviving the next round."
It seems like he was worried because the Prophet class seemed weak.
'I guess they're worried that if I die, I won't be able to receive any more prophecies.'
Well, Ma Gyeong-rok has nothing to worry about.
"Are you in the market? Would you like to go have lunch together at the hotel?"
"Yes. That will be fine."
Ryu Min smiled and followed Ma Gyeong-rok.
This concludes today's work.
'Now there is only one thing left to do. Just using Hwang Yong-min.'
Ryumin, who was thinking about how to use this guy, smiled deeply.
* * *
Plseva's Sunday regular meeting.
-hello!
Yamti appeared on the video chat screen with a lively voice.
-… … hello. Yamti.
However, unlike Yamti, the expressions of other people on the screen were unusual.
-huh? Why is the atmosphere like this? What's going on?
-I guess you haven't heard the news. Yamti.
-What news? Poporing?
-Two of the executives say they have lost contact until now.
-yes? Who is it?
-[My age is 30] and [Jam made with honey]. Since there was no contact after round 5, I guess he didn't survive.
-ah… … .
'I felt like the atmosphere was getting worse, and then someone died.'
I understood it, but at the same time, Yamti was puzzled.
We are only meeting through video chat, but we are so attached to each other that we feel sad like this?
'Aha, you're acting? 'I want to impress the chairman.'
The [Chairman] who founded the cafe is by far the best among the best.
In social life, it is natural to please your boss.
And the president seemed genuinely sad every time a player died.
'Then I can't lose.'
Yamti cast Woman's Tears.
-Uh, what should I do… … . My age is 30 and jam made with honey... … Sobbing… … .
-Ooh, don't cry, Yamti… … .
-Yamti is crying so I feel like crying too... … .
The executives in the chat room sympathized with Yamti's tears.
'Deceitful things. At this point, look at how it sticks together. Well, humans are inherently treacherous.'
Yamti also understood that, so he couldn't openly criticize her.
It was then.
-What's going on?
The chairman logged on.
He adjusted his glasses and looked at people with a surprised expression.
-Why are you all crying?
-That's it, Chairman... … .
Roast Yak must have thought it was time to quickly report.
The regret of being a step late flashed across people's faces.
-Ha, how could something like that happen... … .
As expected, the chairman reacted gloomily, covering his face.
It was especially like that when the player died.
-But I'm glad the others survived.
-Chairman, were you okay with round 5?
-It's okay, so you can stay here, right?
Although he smiled at the small mukbang question, the chairman's words were filled with thorns.
The problem is that the person who asked the question didn't notice.
-Whoa... … Anyway, this incident happens frequently. The number of executives has been reduced to 6... … .
-President. Executives, wouldn't it be okay to elect them again at this time?
-I would like to do that, but there is no talent for that, right? Candidates who applied last time have not been contacted.
He was referring to three executive candidates, including Black Scythe.
-Lost Yak. Are those interviewees still unavailable?
-yes. I have called several times now but no answer.
-I wonder if he died in the 5th round... … .
-The other two may not know, but Black Scythe is alive. Didn't you see the results of the 5th round? I also passed the 5th round in 1st place.
-Then why is Black Scythe still submerged even though I applied for membership?
-I don't know that either.
-Maybe they weren't trying to fool us... … .
-Or maybe it wasn't a black scythe in the first place? The reason I haven't been able to contact you until now is because I died in round 5.
-Wow, I think that makes sense, Poporing.
-He's an impersonator... … That makes sense.
-Well, there's no way a big guy like Black Scythe would want to join a 'cafe like this'… … .
The small mukbang seemed to have realized that he had made a mistake in his words for a moment and kept his mouth shut.
However, the chairman's expression had already turned cold.
-Mukbang? Did you just say 'this kind of cafe'? What's wrong with our cafe?
-… … .
-What's wrong with our cafe, which serves as a bridgehead for a new era by colluding players?
-Sorry, sorry. President… … I didn't mean it that way... … .
-Small mukbang will be expelled from his position as an executive as of this time. No, you are permanently expelled from the cafe.
-yes?!
-We cannot trust and accept as members those who disparage the cafe in a situation where even if we work together, it will not be enough. From now on, small eaters will be blacklisted, so please adapt to the new era.
-Meeting, Chairman! Chairman… … !
[Small mukbang has been kicked out of the chat room.]One executive has been reduced, leaving five.
-Okay, now that we've eliminated the reactionaries, shall we continue the meeting?
-ah… … yes.
There was tension on the faces of the remaining executives.
Here, they felt once again that the president's word is law.
At that time, the roastyak made an ah sound and looked visibly embarrassed.
-Why are you doing that?
-Ah, that... … There is a player who just applied to join... … .
- So?
-Your nickname is Black Scythe... … .
-… … !
Everyone, including the chairman, opened their eyes in surprise.
-Black Scythe applied again?
-Well, the name is different from the black scythe back then.
-What's your name?
-At that time, Black Sickle's real name was Kim In-hong, but the person who applied this time was Hwang Yong-min.
-Hwang Yong-min... … .
The chairman made a decision after much deliberation.
-Try to go home. I don't know if it's really a black scythe, but isn't it inevitable that we'll meet it?
-What if not?
-If it is not a black scythe... … .
The chairman spoke in a cold tone.
-You will have to pay the price for daring to play pranks on us.