The Youngest Son of Sunyang

Receiving piercing gazes, I quickly thought of an excuse.

Speaking as if guessing an already determined future seemed the most plausible. "Uncle, if you think about it, isn't it something inevitable?"

"Why?"

"If politicians get involved and the operation goes ahead, even if we take it low, wouldn't it still increase a hundredfold?"

"A hundredfold? You're aiming too high."

No, he was aiming low. Even so, he couldn't believe it. After all, there's probably no one who can reasonably comprehend that a 500-won stock could rise to 300,000 won, especially within half a year.

"Many venture companies have also increased tenfold or even fiftyfold now. It might be the last train, so we should take our share. Predicting a hundredfold might not be unreasonable."

"Alright, let's assume that's true. So what?"

"Making money isn't guaranteed just because the stock price goes up, right? You have to sell it to get money in your bank account, don't you? So who's going to buy stocks that have gone up a hundredfold?"

"I'm not asking because I don't know."

"Yes. People who don't know what they're doing will rush in blindly. And many people will end up losing instead of hitting the jackpot."

"Are you saying that someone would go to jail just because people failed in their personal investments?"

"Yes."

"What?"

It didn't make sense for the CEO to go to jail because of people's individual investment failures. Anyone would think the same way.

"Isn't it election season? You have to appease the angry people. But there's no target for their anger, so we have to create one if necessary. The government has been pushing for the revitalization of the economy through the activation of IT companies."

"This, this is..." Oh Sehyun also realized the end of the scenario I was describing.

"We have to touch the operation forces to know, and the blame should be on the ants who followed them blindly... We have to make one of the easy targets into a real bastard."

"The anger of the ants who lost money will be directed at Sangsoo."

"Didn't they already secure evidence of embezzlement of company funds? They'll make it look very convincing. An immoral CEO who made a mess by collecting the blood and sweat of diligent people. End the situation by arresting this person."

After finishing the explanation, I observed Oh Se-hyun's expression. There's no doubt or suspicion. My belief that this is the most plausible scenario for what will happen in the future was correct. Of course, unimaginable and unrealistic events could also occur.

The only unrealistic thing here, however, is the skyrocketing stock prices.

Ordinary people can't even imagine how unrealistic those who are determined to make money can be.

They are ruthless and don't hide their endless greed.

It's just an IT company with 45 employees.

It has a market capitalization that is 300 billion won more than the total market capitalization of eight listed companies of Hanjin Group, ranked 6th in the chaebol hierarchy, and four times the total market capitalization of six listed companies of Dongbu Group, ranked 16th.

Beyond common sense.

This is what big thieves commit. Ordinary people can't even imagine it, so they can't even tell if it's a scam or real.

I asked Oh Se-hyun, who couldn't say anything. "What are you going to do? Will you help or cut off your involvement?"

"I don't know. Damn." Oh Sehyun buried himself deep into the couch.

There was silence for a while.

I don't know how deep the friendship between Oh Sehyun and Lee Sangsoo is, but honestly, I don't care about him. Whether he goes to prison or makes a fortune...In any case, they are just small-time players to me.

Wait, it's not pocket change when we're talking about millions.

Suddenly, I'm intrigued.

Not because of the money... I'm just curious about who these people are who've devised a million-dollar scenario.

At this moment, Oh Se-hyun, who had been quietly listening, slowly spoke up. "Should we get in on it too? Pump up the money and give it a shake?"

What's going on in my uncle's mind?

Oh Se-hyun, who has completely transformed into a different person, started probing one by one.

"What's your expected stock price?"

"The IPO price is 1,500 won per share. So, if it's really a hundredfold the face value of 500 won, it would be 500,000 won."

"If we get in on the operation and assume it's short-term, let's plan for six months. We buy it at 15,000 and sell it at 500,000. If it exceeds thirty times in six months, it's worth a shot. However, the downside is that the scale is too small. Nevertheless, it's not easy to find a stock like this."

He's talking so seriously that it makes me hesitate.

"But Uncle, why are you suddenly thinking about getting in? Are you trying to shake things up for the sake of your junior?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"You mentioned pumping up the money and giving it a shake, right?"

"That's right. We go in big to make big gains. Knowing the operational stock in advance in the stock market is like playing a card game while seeing the opponent's cards. We knew that Sangsoo's company was the operational stock. It's a piece of cake now."

This is getting strange.

"Are you getting in just because the potential investment return is high?"

"Yeah. Isn't there anything else?"

Rather than Oh Se-hyun, who responded with a question, I was at a loss for words.

To think about investment profits even when looking at a struggling junior seeking help.

"It's not like that. It's because the CEO asked you for help, Uncle..."

"I already said it. It's impossible for us to become the majority shareholder and delay the IPO. There's no way to help." Oh Sehyun scratched his head slightly. "But it's a shame to just watch someone else's banquet. They've given us advance notice of the banquet, and we even know the way in through the high walls."

"So, you're suggesting we go in because the table is set?"

"This is valuable information. Whoever holds this information should enter the speculative market; otherwise, they might as well leave Yeouido."

I was at a loss for words.

Whether it's innate or a habit, he's a perfect speculator.

Once again, I was surprised. Professionals don't have a summit. No matter how high they climb, they always look to a higher peak.