Chapter 116 - Cheating Day Chapter 116
The person who is burdened
Thursday.
I was lying in wait next to the office door and ambushed Baek Woo-jin from behind as he came to discuss the white rice debate.
“What is it?” Why are you doing this? 어?”
“Blow it properly.”
“So what?” Ah! Don’t do it!
“Are you not blowing up quickly?”
I held him so he couldn’t escape and tickled him for a long time, but he just pretended not to notice, so I pulled his cheek.
“I heard everything from Jichan hyung.”
“Mol?”
“You told me not to talk about Eunji, right?”
When he turned his head to face the old kimchi, only then did he confess his crime.
“I was born in the month of the moon.”
“Do you know it’s wrong?”
“Isn’t it okay if we share this?”
When I let go of the ball, he crouched down, cupping the ball with both hands.
“Why did you do that?”
“Because I’m annoyed with you.”
“This.”
Just as I was about to grab his cheek again, Mukji unexpectedly spoke up.
“It is indeed infuriating.”
“Right?”
Yes. As we talked, we realized that thanks to Woojin, we had gone through a lot. It’s despicable.
Baek Woo-jin was looking at the aged kimchi and slowly turned his head.
“I was just giving advice as a relationship expert.”
“Don’t make me laugh!”
“Hehehehe!” Stop! Ah! “Stop!”
After tickling him until he was satisfied, they let go, and Baek Woo-jin squirmed on the floor.
“Now it’s a bit cooler.”
“You will regret it.”
“Not at all.”
Baek Woo-jin sluggishly sat up.
“Is it really okay to treat a benefactor like this?”
“Benefactor, my foot.” “I’ve let it go this far because I’ve considered our past.”
“Sigh.” Sure. If it comes out like this, I don’t know either.
“What’s he relying on?”
“You’re looking for a house, right?”
“Huh?”
“My uncle urgently needed money, so he said he would put the house up for sale, and I told you about it, but let’s just forget it.”
“……Where are you selling drugs?” “Uncle, are you making a living by digging up the ground?”
“It’s no different from digging a hole.”
“Huh?”
No. I wonder why I have to go that far. Just pretend it never happened.
“I love you.”
I hugged Baek Woo-jin.
“What are you talking about?” I’ve already made up my mind.
“Where is it?”
“Didn’t I already tell you my heart is gone?” “Do whatever you want.”
No. Where did your heart go? Go pick it up.
As I tightened my grip with more strength, Baek Woo-jin struggled.
“Ugh, gross!” “Let go of this!”
“Eh.” Why are you acting like this? Just between us.
“Ow!” Eunji, please talk some sense into this guy!
“…….”
As I lifted my head, the aged kimchi appeared and stared coldly at Baek Woo-jin.
The atmosphere feels off, so I loosened my hands, and Baek Woo-jin is also watching Muk Eun-ji.
“Please take your time and talk inside.”
The aged kimchi returned to its place. The sound of the keyboard is unusually loud.
I quietly got up and went into the room.
“Doesn’t it seem like Eunji is angry?”
Baek Woo-jin asked.
Uh. “Why?”
“I don’t know.”
I pondered for a while, but I couldn’t figure out the reason.
“Anyway, tell me in detail.” What is it?
“My uncle runs a business, but these days, he’s been struggling because the funds aren’t circulating.” Even though they are in the black, they are about to go bankrupt because the payment isn’t going through.
I’ve been hearing that the economy is bad, but I never expected something like this to happen around me.
“So?”
“I have two houses, and I want to sell one urgently, but these days, no one wants to buy a house, right?” But then again, I can’t just sell it for a pittance either. There’s no point in selling it.
“Yeah.”
Since I’m selling the house to raise funds, I can’t sell it for much less than the market price.
“So I brought it up because you said you were moving.”
“How much is it?”
“Here.”
Baek Woo-jin showed an apartment on a real estate website.
It is an apartment with a supply area of 100㎡. There are elementary, middle, and high schools nearby, and there’s also a park, so the location doesn’t seem bad.
Even though it’s a bit older, at 18 million won per pyeong, it’s cheap, but that’s only compared to the surrounding house prices.
“Hey, where is this money of mine?”
“Just borrow it.”
“Money? Just lend it to me?” It’s done. “Done.”
I don’t know for sure, but I believe that if your income is high, you don’t meet the eligibility requirements for the stepping stone program.
“I’ll lend it to you.”
“What?”
“I’ll lend it to you interest-free, so buy it.” The house is fine.
“Wait a moment.”
It’s embarrassing.
It’s strange that the problem is being solved so easily, but I can’t understand what they trust to lend me money.
Because we’re close, it has long exceeded the limits of what I would do for a friend.
“Is this kid really going to cause a big problem?” You shouldn’t do this. Don’t say things like that anywhere. Really.
“Why?”
“Why, why?” Hey, what kind of crazy person lends out hundreds of millions?
“Because I’m your older brother.”
“It’s frustrating.” It’s not about being close or anything like that. “Get a grip.”
Write a loan agreement. “Leave it as a record on KakaoTalk too.”
“What does that even mean?” Even if I want to pay back that money, what if I can’t?
“Why can’t you pay me back?”
“Not knowing what will happen tomorrow, let alone next month, is part of our job.” You shouldn’t just say you’re fine right now.
“If it fails, get a job at our company.” I’ll give you a lot of money.
“This guy is really something.” Stop it. I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it.
“Do as I say.” “Anyway, it’s already awkward to find a jeonse right now.”
“Living in a monthly rental is better!” How am I supposed to lend you money?
I had a hard life too, but so did Baek Woo-jin.
Other people might not know, but I do.
Knowing how he has come to this point and what wounds he carries, I cannot reach out my hand.
“You cried and spoke in front of me.” I thought he was a friend, but after I lent him money, he cut off all contact.
It was just three years ago.
As soon as Baek Woo-jin, who had been as broke as I was, started making a lot of money, people around him wouldn’t leave him alone.
Despite becoming a famous YouTuber and being asked, begged, and even threatened by all sorts of people, Baek Woo-jin, who had always stood by his principles, couldn’t resist his best friend’s tears of twenty years and ended up lending him all his savings of 30 million won at the time.
The money I lent, believing the promise that it would be repaid when the savings account matures in three months, has still not been returned.
The savings account with 90 million won was forged, and the borrowed money was squandered on stocks and gambling, and he just shrugged it off.
Baek Woo-jin was greatly disheartened for a while after losing both a lifelong friend and money.
“It’s okay.”
“What’s okay about it being okay?” “If you say one more word, I’ll sew your mouth shut.”
“When I was having the hardest time, you helped me.” If it weren’t for you, UziNius wouldn’t have grown this much. Me too.”
“That’s right.”
I edited the 3-4 hour long video where he rambled non-stop, and I organized the channel that was filled with all sorts of clutter by creating a concept.
It didn’t grow as quickly as a porter, but it steadily gathered subscribers and started to be greatly loved two years ago.
“Still, this isn’t right.”
“Ah, just listen to me.”
“Listen to what!” I’m really going to get angry. Shut your mouth.
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Sunday.
Since the Baek Seung-yong car incident, it has become a routine for us to gather every weekend and chat.
This morning, we gathered again to discuss channel management, industry updates, or share what I wanted to talk about.
Cha Ji-chan is sitting quietly for once without talking about exercise, and Baek Woo-jin, who usually loves to talk, is also quiet.
I was also silent, but Jujiseung looked around at the three of us and asked.
“Are you guys acting a bit strange today?”
“…….”
“Especially Chanyong and Woojin.” Did something happen to you guys?
“Hey, are you still acting like that because of that incident?”
Cha Ji-chan mentioned the matter of hiding his dealings with Muk Eun-ji.
I didn’t want to answer, so I brought up something else.
“By the way, is Ji-chan okay?”
“I’m not okay…”
“Why is Jichan acting like this?”
The monk asked.
“Walking all the way to that sky.” They say there’s an emergency because of the weather forecast.
According to the weather forecast, it seems that it will rain a lot this summer.
As the event name suggests, it’s a walk to the sky, or rather, to Busan, but with the rain, it must be quite a dilemma for the organizers.
“It’s okay!”
Cha Ji-chan slammed the table and said.
“How much will it matter if they come?” Our schedule is in two weeks. “Surely, they won’t stay for the whole fortnight.”
Cha Ji-chan tried hard to act okay.
“Full moon, my foot.” They say it’s going to rain all month long.
Baek Woo-jin said.
“Are you coming that much?”
The monk asked.
“Look.”
Baek Woo-jin found and showed the weather forecast on his smartphone.
From the departure date of “Walking to the Sky” on Friday, June 30, to the scheduled arrival date in Busan on July 14, there is rain forecasted every day except for one.
Jujiseung leans forward to watch the weather forecast and rubs his eyes.
“This is serious, isn’t it?” It comes all through July.
The monk clicked his tongue.
“The weather forecast is not accurate.” They say predicting the weather isn’t an easy task. 어? It’s okay. It’s okay.
He said he was fine, but his voice trembled more than usual.
“What if he really comes?”
Baek Woo-jin asked.
“200 people are participating.” Isn’t it like gambling to just hope they won’t come and proceed?
Joo Ji-seung nodded at Baek Woo-jin’s words.
I think the same.
It’s an event that requires a huge amount of capital, and the number of participants is also enormous. We must ensure that we have solid contingency plans.
“No.” “This can’t be happening.”
Cha Ji-chan searched for the weather forecast on his smartphone.
It seems you’ve already checked it several times, but you still find it hard to accept the reality.
“Still, since it’s an outdoor event, did you come up with any contingency plans in case it rains?”
Baek Woo-jin asked.
“Did.” But who would have thought it would get this bad?
“Obesity?”
Three people looked at me at the same time and then shifted their gaze.
The word “obesity” particularly sticks in my ears because the plateau has been prolonged.
“Even if it rains, how can you walk if it only drizzles a bit?” “Did you prepare the raincoat?”
“Uh…….”
As if denying reality, Cha Ji-chan, who was looking up the weather forecast, replied weakly.
“The raincoat is also a problem.” When will I dry the rain-soaked raincoat?
“Right.” “It’s too humid, so it won’t dry well.”
“If we use disposable products, are we buying enough for 200 people, no, even enough for the crew’s raincoats for half a month?” How do you even throw that away?
Baek Woo-jin raised concerns.
“Even if we wrap the camera in plastic to block it, what about the other equipment?”
“Sigh.” Right? If we shoot in a place where it rains for a fortnight, will the equipment survive?
Jujiseung also looks at it skeptically.
“Since it’s being produced by the broadcasting station, they might be prepared for rainy days, but the problem is the people.” Getting rained on and walking 40 km a day for half a month? “Is there really anyone who would say it with good intentions?”
“Be quiet!”
When Cha Ji-chan shouted angrily, Baek Woo-jin raised his arms in shock and leaned against me.
I hesitantly pushed it to adjust my posture and opened my mouth.
“It’s tough, Ji-chan hyung knows it too.” They’ve been having meetings about this since last week.
Joo Ji-seung and Baek Woo-jin looked at Cha Ji-chan with pity.
“But already too many people have been deployed.”
Cha Ji-chan bit his lip.
“Ah.”
That’s right. “Can it really stop just because you want it to stop?”
It seems that Baek Woo-jin and Joo Ji-seung also understood.
“Walking to the sky” has already reached a point of no return, whether it rains or not.
If we cancel everything, there will be an enormous penalty.
“Ah, don’t really try to scam me!”
On the phone that Cha Ji-chan had put down, rain clouds were drawn throughout the entire July calendar.