Chapter 93 – Result – Part 1

Chapter 93 – Result – Part 1

With an indifferent expression, the face of Woojin, who calmly spoke of the ten million Ira, flickered before him.

“Inhyeok.”

At Jo Jeonghwan’s words, Park Inhyeok, the protagonist of Synesthete, approached.

“Yes, Director.”

“Inhyeok, how about we try this? You speak as if you see through all the detectives. A fierce gaze, perhaps? As if glaring. As if pushing them. ‘I have this ability! I can find it faster than the detectives!’ Something like that.”

Park Inhyeok slowly nodded his head.

“I think I understand the feeling.”

At Park Inhyeok’s words, Jo Jeonghwan was finally able to smile.

Because his eyes showed that he understood something.

And since Friend Shin Woojin, who was definitely good at acting, was in the Golden Room, he seemed to be able to portray that image.

“Then let’s take a break and try again.”

***

Woojin was looking around the stationery store. No, he was following Han Bora.

Bora, who had reached the age to enter school this year.

After a moment of bending her knees to choose something, Han Bora stood up.

“This and this are all I need.”

All Han Bora held in her hand was a pencil and an eraser.

The clothes Bora was wearing were luxury brands, but the price of the items in her hand was less than five hundred won.

She was receiving sponsorship from Lee Hyerim, and her clothes were no exception.

As her clothes gradually increased, Han Bora had once traded them on a used goods website, and she didn’t know how many times Lee Hyerim had accidentally discovered this fact.

Her neatly braided pigtails were also done by Lee Hyerim at a hair salon.

So, what happened to the money she got from selling the luxury clothes?

Bora didn’t just leave that money in her bank account.

She bought stocks with the account Woojin had opened for her.

“Is that enough?”

At Woojin’s words, Bora smiled and replied,

“Yes!”

The shadow that had often appeared on Bora’s face from the abuse was no longer visible, and she looked much brighter than before.

Her cheeks were appropriately plump for her age, making her look very cute.

“What company makes the pencil and eraser Bora chose?”

“Miracle. They mainly deal in office supplies as a CEO.”

“It’s the same company?”

“Yes! Hehe.”

“What are Miracle Company’s sales from last December until now? If we break it down by quarter.”

Bora’s mouth opened as if she didn’t know what hesitation was.

“22 billion, 21 billion, 29 billion won!”

Woojin’s lips subtly curved upwards.

“Sales are increasing. What about net profit?”

“2.3 billion, 2.1 billion, 3 billion won.”

“How is the company’s debt-to-equity ratio?”

Dimples appeared on Bora’s cheeks as she pulled out her cellphone.

And she showed Woojin the stock she had found, as if to boast.

“The debt is low, and the funds are excellent.”

Woojin nodded as he looked at the financial statements.

He even checked the chart.

It was a good stock.

“So, did you buy Miracle stock?”

Bora shook her head with a slightly dejected expression.

“No.”

“It seems like a good company, why didn’t you buy it?”

“Because it’s expensive.”

Miracle’s current stock price per share was 6,300.

“How much do you want to buy it for?”

“5,500 won. So I’m waiting.”

Woojin gently stroked Bora’s head.

It was because he had thought of a similar price just a moment ago.

“What are the chances of Miracle’s sales and profits increasing further?”

“For now, unless stock manipulators get involved, I think it will gradually decrease.”

“Why?”

“Among OECD countries, our country has the highest suicide rate. And also the lowest birthrate. Demand is gradually decreasing.”

It was not something that would come out of the mouth of a first-grader.

“Then sales will gradually decline, and the stock price will also be affected?”

“The stock price always fluctuates, but I think it will slowly move downwards.”

“Then even if Bora buys it at the 5,500 range she wants, won’t it fall further? Then she would incur a loss.”

“Miracle’s exports are minimal, so if only sales channels open up, I think sales will increase faster…”

“What do you think of Miracle products after using them?”

“I’ve used them all, and I think Miracle is better than other brands. They write well and erase well. Even the ballpoint pens! And they’re cheap too!”

Woojin stroked Han Bora’s head once again.

“Something extraordinary always catches people’s eyes. In that sense, Miracle seems to have sufficient market competitiveness.”

“Really?”

As Woojin gave her encouragement, Bora’s eyes sparkled.

“It seems like we just need to break into exports. As I said before, something extraordinary always catches people’s eyes. This is an unavoidable essence. Just like our Bora.”

Han Bora’s eyes widened and she pointed to herself with her finger.

“Am I special?”

Woojin, with a faint smile, glanced at Bora’s stock account.

The rate of return was 230%.

Woojin gave a gentle look to Bora, who was blinking again.

“Of course, you shine so brightly.”

“Really?”

“With a dazzling Righteous Path.”

Just like that, Woojin and Bora left the room.

Bora held Woojin’s hand tightly, and they headed to the Snack Bar.

Tteokbokki, fried food, gimbap, and even fish cakes.

It was a very enjoyable and satisfying time for both Woojin and Han Bora.

Woojin, who had walked Han Bora home, was heading to the bus stop.

A pleased smile unconsciously grew on Woojin’s lips.

Bora was a child who absorbed knowledge like a sponge.

She would tilt her head and ask again only once out of ten times, but nine times out of ten, she understood immediately.

Of course, it was also thanks to Woojin explaining things easily.

Hiss-

As the bus door opened at the bus stop, Woojin stepped inside.

Woojin’s eyes sparkled.

Because there was exactly one empty seat left.

Woojin thought it was a great stroke of luck and sat down.

Just then, his cellphone signaled a call.

It was Director Jo Jeonghwan.

“Yes, Director Jo.”

-Mr. Woojin…

Woojin opened his mouth, taking in the passing scenery outside the window.

“Speak.”

-I feel like I keep bothering you…

“I have time. Where should I go?”

-Thank you so much. Really. The main character’s vibe isn’t coming through. Where are you? I’ll send a car.

“I’m on a bus, but I’ll take a taxi. You’ll have to pay for the fare.”

-Of course! I’ll give you double. Double!

“Oh… Where are you filming?”

After finishing the call, Woojin immediately got off and hailed a taxi.

Because the bus’s route was opposite to the filming location.

***

The atmosphere on the set was subdued.

This was because there had been dozens of bloopers while filming just one scene.

If the actors’ performances weren’t good, it could have been understood and overlooked. But it was fine. No, it was good.

Everyone thought so.

Only one person didn’t think so.

That was Jo Jeonghwan, who had been constantly yelling ‘Cut!’

The actors’ faces gradually began to show dissatisfaction, and the filming staff occasionally sent sharp glances at Jo Jeonghwan.

The Camera Director and Sound Director approached Jo Jeonghwan, who was rubbing his face as if washing it.

He also seemed to be in distress.

“Director Jo, it looks fine to me. The acting was good, wasn’t it?”

The Camera Director also chimed in.

“The expressions are alive. You know that when actors’ conditions deteriorate, their acting doesn’t come out well. The 7th take seemed the best.”

Jo Jeonghwan closed his eyes tightly and spoke like a sinner.

“I’m sorry. Just 20 minutes, just a little break. I’ll go again after a short break.”

The First Director, hearing that, gave a wry smile and raised his voice.

“We’ll take a 20-minute break! We’ll go after a break!”

Sighs could be heard from here and there, and even those who were persuading Jo Jeonghwan shook their heads and left.

How many minutes passed after that?

“Director Jo.”

At the familiar voice, Jo Jeonghwan’s head quickly turned.

It was Woojin.

Jo Jeonghwan, who had jumped up from his seat, grabbed Woojin’s hand.

“I’m sorry. For calling you so often.”

“It’s alright. You have to reach ten million viewers.”

At Woojin’s single remark, Jo Jeonghwan felt his gloomy mood completely disappear.

Because at some point, Woojin had become a great support for Jo Jeonghwan just by his existence.

And he always lived up to expectations.

Even with the unexpected Room-style Ira.

“Park Inhyeok!”

Park Inhyeok approached, forcing a smile.

But inside, he couldn’t help but be full of dissatisfaction.

As Jo Jeonghwan kept rejecting Park Inhyeok’s acting, a feeling of unpleasantness continued to grow.

Conversely, Jo Jeonghwan, unlike before, introduced the two with an excited voice.

“Is this your first time meeting? This is Unknown (Actor), and Park Inhyeok.”

Park Inhyeok unconsciously scanned Woojin up and down, smiling.

A character hastily created as a villain, whom he hadn’t even seen at the script reading.

He’s tall and quite handsome.

And his acting was good too……

Hello. Just call me Actor Ira.

Nice to meet you. My name is Park Inhyeok.

Woojin introduced himself with a stage name, and Park Inhyeok was no different.

Jo Jeonghwan said,

Inhyeok, actually, the main character’s motif is Actor here.

What?

The main character, Choi Jeonghoon, figures out what kind of person the Detective is, right? Actor does that.

This person is the villain…

Park Inhyeok looked confused, and Woojin opened his mouth.

It seemed necessary to quickly make him understand.

You should cut down on drinking. Even if you’re busy, it’s good to take your dog for walks as much as possible.

Woojin, who had been speaking calmly, approached him and whispered in his ear,

You must be having a hard time with your private relationship.

Park Inhyeok’s eyes widened.

Jo Jeonghwan’s words and Woojin’s words instantly overlapped in his mind.

Park Inhyeok smiled awkwardly.

I don’t have a girlfriend…

Woojin, who read the lie on Park Inhyeok’s face, replied,

I’ll keep it to myself.

That, I…

Director Jo, can I see the filming footage?

Oh… Of course. Definitely. Inhyeok, do you want to watch it together?

As Jo Jeonghwan and Woojin moved, Park Inhyeok followed them like someone possessed.

Woojin nodded his head while watching Park Inhyeok’s acting.

It was a scene that made him understand why Director Jo Jeonghwan had called him.

Woojin said,

“Actor Park Inhyeok, when observing an object or person, your gaze doesn’t stay in one place. Your gaze is like a supernatural power user. You know everything just by looking at someone’s face.”

“I don’t quite understand what you mean…”

“Would you like to look over there?”

Woojin pointed to a spot with his finger.

“What do you see?”

“A chair?”

“And?”

“Huh?”

“I see a chair, a folder, a PC, a keyboard, a mouse, a drawer, a ballpoint pen, etc., all at once. I think the protagonist is not a character who only sees what they want to see, but a character who subconsciously notices and is tormented by everything that passes by. Since this is your first time doing a proper observation, it might be difficult to grasp the meaning of things like fingernails and dust on clothes, but there’s a plausible way to do it. Would you look into my eyes?”

Woojin’s pupils, as if to absorb Park Inhyeok, were dilating.

Could a person artificially dilate and constrict their pupils?

At the sight he had never seen before, Park Inhyeok’s body hair stood on end.