God of Money

Chapter 69:

TK Telecom’s Jun Taewon flinched at Woosung’s words. “Are you kidding me? Big brother? Like Godfather? Should I be afraid? Should we all be afraid? Hahaha.”

“Hahaha.”

Everyone sided with Jun Taewon’s snide comment and sneered at Woosung’s absurd proposal. Woosung was becoming the laughing stock of the crowd. Shin Semi frowned. He looked at Jun Taewon.

“Leader Jun Taewon, there is a lot of information within the data, and I am an analyzer who can read them. Information on the exchange rate is one of the many I gathered from the data.”

“So you’re saying you’re a data analyzer?”

Woosung glanced at Shin Semi.

He was asking her to vouch for him.

Shin Semi nodded.

“Everyone knows I have never recommended anyone to join until now. Kang Woosung is the only one I helped.” Everyone started to stop laughing and listened. “It has been a year since I met leader Kang Woosung. He predicted the global financial crisis and the result of the general election last year. He told me the exact number of seats the day before the election. He has predicted too many things to call it a coincidence.”

Lee Sunghyun stared at Shin Semi and asked. “He guessed the exact number of seats for all parties?”

“Yes.” Shin Semi answered without hesitation.

Political information could be incredibly useful for everyone in the room. Lee Sunghyun asked without a hint of his earlier gleeful countenance.

“Are you referring to the method used during the Barack Obama election in the US?”

Woosung answered. “That’s correct. It’s very similar to that.”

Data analysis was a new concept at this time. Lee Sunghyun turned to Jung Jinsup, who graduated from computer science program. Jung Jinsup tried to explain.

“What he probably did was extrapolate from the previous exchange rate trends.”

“It’s not that simple. I also considered the current world financial state and other aspects during my analysis.” Woosung answered without giving Jung Jinsup leverage to say more than he needs to say.

“Using statistics method?”

“I can’t reveal you everything. All I can do is give you the information I gather. You can see for yourself if I am right.”

Woosung took out a piece of paper and showed it to everyone.

“This is the record of my bank account during the financial crisis. I started with 300,000 dollars and ended up with a hundred million dollars.”

300,000 to 100 million.

Woosung continued.

“That’s only my Korean account.” Woosung took out another piece of paper. “This is my American bank account. There are about 500 million dollars deposited in this account as of this moment.”

People finally started to pay more attention.

500 million dollars.

It was a lot of money even for these people. Game company MOX was worth 4 billion dollars, which meant Woosung could own 10% of the company. Nobody was laughing at him now.

“I think this makes me look more trustworthy, right?”

No one answered. Many looked deep in thought.

Afterward, the party went on. People talked among themselves. Casually, they were exchanging business information and even making deals. Rich people stuck together and made each other richer.

It was a well-known fact that in Korea, 70% of the wealthy were rich by inheritance. A self-made man was a thing of the past.

The “leaders” acted as if they worked and earned what they possessed. Woosung found it funny. No one approached him.

“I told you this was going to happen.” Shin Semi told Woosung.

“I wasn’t expecting much anyway.”

“You made a mistake today. If you were hoping to change this world, I’m afraid you will fail. These people won’t accept it. They will become weary of you.”

Woosung joked sarcastically. “But I always hear rich people claiming to want to change the world for the better.” He chuckled.

Shin Semi frowned at him. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Woosung asked her.

“Do you know the 80-20 rule?”

“Do you mean the Pareto principle?”

“Yes. It states that for many of the events in the world, roughly 80% of the effects come from 20% of the cause.”

Shin Semi didn’t respond.

“That means even if 80% of these people don’t want any changes, 20% will.”

Shin Semi bit her lips and asked. “Are you saying there will be people who will seek you out?”

“Yes. That will be the start.”

“Start of what?”

Woosung didn’t answer.

Some glanced at him during the party, but no one approached him during the entire event.

After returning to his apartment, Woosung took a shower.

His home was an expensive 1800 square feet condo filled with big screen television and leather furniture. As he looked out the window, he could see the Han River sparkled.

Woosung thought of his enemies.

Choi Gichul.

Jung Jinsup.

So far, he met both of them in this new life. He could beat Choi Gichul. He knew Jung Jinsup wasn’t responsible for killing him, but he was sure Jung Jinsup was still involved somehow.

Woosung walked into his computer room. He turned on the screen and checked his bitcoin status.

Korea: 21414.0123 BTC

US: 300161.4101 BTC

Total: 321575.4224 BTC

Over 300,000 BTC.

The speed of mining was decreasing, but he was happy with the progress.

Woosung’s goal was to possess over 5 million bitcoins. With this amount, he could rule the cryptocurrency world in the future.

Next was checking the exchange rate.

Today’s rate was 14.10. It should rise soon.

Woosung felt tired. His joints were tense, and his muscles felt heavy. Woosung went to bed and fell asleep as soon as his body dropped on the mattress.

During the night, the exchange rate had a drastic rise.

14.21.

14.29.

14.35.

Through his corporation, KND Investment, in the US, Woosung had 800 million dollars invested in it, while he had 70 million dollars in Korea.

Everyday, Alex texted him constant enthusiastic updates.

“We finally went over a billion-dollar mark.”

“Congrats on becoming a billionaire!”

“Over 1.1 billion dollars today.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to cash it now? I think this should be enough.”

“Boss, don’t be so greedy.”

The rate hasn’t reached 15.00 yet, but Alex was becoming anxious.

“1.3 billion dollars.”

“Boss, it’s 1.3 billion dollars…”

“Are we still holding it?”

Woosung’s answer was always yes.

The rate finally went over 15.00 and was at 15.10. However, it was only February 27. Woosung didn’t plan on selling it yet. He knew that by March 2, it would soar to 15.60.

Finally, the day has come—March 2.

Woosung already told Alex before the market began that he wanted to sell everything by the end of the day.

Woosung asked him to sell small portions at a time to not rose any suspicion.

And as planned, by the end of the day, he sold everything. When Woosung checked his account, he had 1.5 billion dollars.

Before he turned off the screen, Woosung noticed the exchange rate.

16.0101.

It was going higher than in his previous life.

The future Woosung knew had changed.