Genius’s Godlike Game Broadcast

Chapter 301 ·We're All Doing This For the Best (2)?

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Doing This For the Best (2)

Late morning.

Lee Gyeongbok finished getting ready and got into Park Juho's car.

"Wow, you're working hard."

"Come on, it's nothing."

Park Juho chuckled lightly as he set up the navigation. Once the route to the Tri headquarters appeared, he pressed the accelerator smoothly.

"I canceled the meeting and no one complained."

Tri's meeting request had come out of nowhere, so the originally scheduled Team Perfect meeting had to be called off.

"Really? That's a relief."

"Byeonghun, that guy was the only one who grumbled a bit."

"Why?"

"He said, if he knew, he could have slept a bit more."

Lee Gyeongbok laughed at that.

"Sounds like nothing happened overnight then."

"It's not just nothing happened. The situation is actually good. Have you checked the goods voting status?"

"Oh, right. There were way more votes than I thought, you know? I checked before bed, and it was over 50,000?"

When Lee Gyeongbok answered with his eyes wide, the corners of Park Juho's mouth lifted.

"50,000? No, right now it's over 100,000."

"100,000? It doubled while I slept?"

News that the number of participants had doubled overnight. For Lee Gyeongbok, who had enjoyed a good night's sleep, it all felt like it happened in the blink of an eye.

"But they're not all domestic fans. The percentage of overseas fans is pretty significant. I heard it's almost 20%."

"20%? That's nearly 20,000 people?"

"And that's not even the end. It'll probably keep rising until the voting closes."

As Lee Gyeongbok smiled at him, he quickly grew serious.

"Um... But we can't do international shipping, right?"

"It'd be tough. Even though celebrities are on ShopFandom, if you have a global-size fanbase, the agency usually runs its own goods shop."

"Makes me feel kind of guilty. Well, anyway, domestic fans are the priority...."

Park Juho nodded at Lee Gyeongbok's words.

"You're right. Right now, we just need to focus on meeting domestic demand. I get the feeling we'll have to sell even more than expected."

"Huh, so do we need to renegotiate with ShopFandom?"

"It's not set in stone, but it's likely. We'll probably need to coordinate production numbers and daily sales limits. But we can handle that over the phone or in writing, so as long as you review and approve, that's enough."

The launch was finalized, so there was no need to visit in person.

Park Juho didn't intend to take up any more of Lee Gyeongbok's time. It was his job to make sure Gyeongbok could focus on streaming.

"Man... It sure feels like running a business. We haven't even launched, but there's already so much to deal with."

Feeling the growth of Team Perfect anew, Lee Gyeongbok was content. But it wasn't all sunshine.

He carefully asked Park Juho,

"But hey, is it really okay for you to keep doing all this alone?"

Externally, there was business mail to manage, team members' schedules to handle and check; internally, real-time monitoring and management of the Tnight community. Even after hiring an accountant, there were still all the operational tasks for Team Perfect to handle.

Park Juho's current workload was substantial. Now, the goods business was added on top.

"Shouldn't you be hiring someone like Byeonghun?"

He didn't know the nitty-gritty, but surely it must be hard to manage all this alone. He couldn't help but worry his friend might be overworking.

"I'll hire someone when the workload gets to be too much."

Surprisingly, Park Juho agreed to that without hesitation, but the timing wasn't now.

"Eventually, like the editing team, we'll need to form a separate business team. But for now, I'm fine."

He smiled as he turned the steering wheel calmly.

"Choi Byeonghun, that guy's got an artist's temperament, so he seeks perfection over efficiency. That's why he overexerted himself and made mistakes."

Slowing for a curve, he pressed the accelerator again as they hit a straight stretch.

"I'm different."

"Different how?"

"I take on whatever costs as long as the benefits are worth it."

In a confident voice, Park Juho glanced at Lee Gyeongbok.

"If I can't handle things, I'll ask for help before you get a chance to say something. So don't worry."

"Well, that is like you."

The reason Lee Gyeongbok entrusted him with managing wasn't just friendship. He was able to trust him because of his rational judgment and discernment.

"You don't need to worry about work stress. I've got my own ways of dealing with it."

"Yeah?"

"Of course. I have Sweeties."

"... Huh?"

Lee Gyeongbok suddenly realized. There was one "Switch" that could change the ever-rational Park Juho.

"I can't see them on streams these days because of the concert tour, but I bought a concert experience package instead."

"An experience package?"

"The best thing is enjoying a concert live, but not everyone can. That's why the organizers set up massive scan equipment on stage. They sell that as a Capsule experience for fans."

Unlike his business-like tone before, Park Juho's voice grew excited.

"Well, you know it if you've gone to a fan-signing—our Sweeties are even better in person than on screen, right? But this is actually pretty high quality. They've captured the atmosphere and fans' reactions really well. I watched the Japan concert yesterday and couldn't help but be impressed."

"Oh, really."

"Today, they're heading to Bangkok and I'm worried. It'll be hotter there, and they need to adjust to perform well. If they don't, there could be accidents. At least Dreaming is taking good care of them, so that's a relief...."

Lee Gyeongbok laughed watching his excited friend. But he decided to only half-listen.

"A concert tour, huh, they must be super busy."

NewtonLord and Yoon Nara were also working hard for their fans.

* * *

Tri Headquarters.

The two were led to a meeting room. There, two other people were waiting.

"Nice to meet you! I'm in charge of marketing..."

"And I'm from the content management team..."

The marketing manager and content management manager greeted them brightly, introducing themselves. Lee Gyeongbok and Park Juho introduced themselves and took seats.

"Thank you so much for coming, especially on short notice!"

"No, it's my job too."

Responding, Lee Gyeongbok gave the floor for the team leaders to shift the atmosphere.

"Ah, we watched your stream yesterday; it was really great."

"Seriously, you're amazing. Your skills are on par with Shoulder—no less at all!"

"Purple is so famous for living up to his reputation."

"Thanks so much for streaming with us at Tri."

It was partly to break the ice, but also genuine—the two managers had monitored the stream and were deeply impressed.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Shoulder did a good job matching the atmosphere, and above all, it was only possible thanks to Tri's cooperation."

Lee Gyeongbok answered humbly, making their faces brighten further.

'He could take all the credit, but he shares it.'

'No wonder he always gets so much praise in Companion.'

They felt like puffing up with pride, but they, too, had to display humility.

"Aha, all for the best, after all."

"Right, right! Thanks to this collab, we've had quite a few viewers coming over from Serengeti too."

With pleasantries exchanged, the mood turned friendly.

"As you might have guessed, the reason we asked you here is because of a female division participant."

"This is something we didn't expect either."

The two team leads moved onto the main point.

"With Shoulder's and Purple's popularity, plus the largest prize pool ever, we didn't think we'd have a vacancy. But here we are."

"Fortunately, we hadn't finalized the schedule yet, so there's leeway. In the worst case, we could cancel the event, but... no one wants that."

Lee Gyeongbok nodded.

"Of course. It was a tough decision for both Serengeti and Tri. If this event collapses, both sides will have to be more conservative in the future."

'Innovation' and 'challenge' might be the values companies put forth, but the reality was different.

Even benchmarking successful cases could be a risk, so if this event flopped, another opportunity might never come.

'It's only possible thanks to Shoulder's history organizing tournaments.'

Because of Shoulder's track record, both platforms could stand up as 'representative hosts.' The more effort invested, the more direct involvement from the platform sides.

The two team managers were relieved by Lee Gyeongbok's words.

"Thank you for understanding. That's why we thought we could help with the recruitment to move things along."

"Yes. Even though you turned down recruitment on stream, you might change your mind if we put in the offer together. Or, even if they're not Metal Punch experts, we could connect you with other strong players."

They presented their prepared offer, expecting that he would, of course, accept.

"Hmm..."

Lee Gyeongbok scrunched his nose, thinking, his eyes rolling. Park Juho calmly watched his friend's face.

'Just as expected.'

He'd figured since the last-participant recruitment was the topic, tri would have a proposal. And he knew how he'd answer.

'There aren't many people who'd say this.'

The dramatic pause was so Tri wouldn't take his thoughts lightly.

Soon, Lee Gyeongbok spoke.

"I sincerely appreciate you offering to help."

"Oh? Ah, no, it's the least we can do."

"As I said, we all want the best outcome."

The team leaders answered awkwardly at his thanks. Lee Gyeongbok smiled easily, nodding.

"Yes, indeed. And I understand that your offer comes from a good place, for everything to turn out well."

He then met their eyes straight on.

"However, things may feel a bit different to the person being asked."

"I beg your pardon?"

"To Tri, it's an 'offer,' but from a streamer's point of view, it can feel like 'pressure.'"

"Excuse me? No—"

They were flustered, but Park Juho smiled faintly.

'Streamers and platforms aren't equals.'

A streamer was inevitably subordinate to a platform. So when the platform made a direct offer, it was hard to refuse outright.

They'd discussed this in the car.

"That's how I see it."

Lee Gyeongbok voiced his thoughts without hesitation.

"From a streamer's position, you can't help but wonder if turning down the offer could come back to bite you."

Park Juho grinned inwardly.

'He never stops impressing me.'

There weren't many streamers free from their platforms. You needed an independent nature or so much fame you couldn't be bound.

Platforms without users had no value. Even Tri the platform was at the mercy of its viewers.

'And Gyeongbok is both.'

Lee Gyeongbok spoke calmly and firmly.

"My streams are always about fun. That goes for all my guests, too. No matter how good an offer, if someone feels pressured, I can't imagine them having fun on stream."

No matter the intent, tri's involvement could easily result in discord. Lee Gyeongbok respectfully asked for understanding.

"This event is happening because you trusted me—I hope you'll keep trusting me to the end."

Park Juho watched the team leaders' faces. They were obviously flustered, but then exchanged glances.

'Looks like marketing has the final say.'

The marketing team leader nodded first, speaking with a gentle smile.

"Hearing your side, I can't disagree. Maybe we were just too impatient from worry."

Park Juho sighed in relief. At least it wasn't a negative reaction.

"Our actual concern was something else. If the platform intervened, people might say the last participant got 'special treatment.' But we'd never thought our proposal could feel like a burden."

"But we can't stand back entirely."

The content manager stepped in cautiously, quickly waving a hand.

"Oh, of course it's not because we don't trust Purple. But if you have any alternative ideas, even if we're not in front, we'd like to help wherever we can."

At those words, Park Juho flinched for a moment.

'Oh shoot, we haven't even had time to come up with another solution...'

Maybe he'd have had an idea if they'd had a team meeting, but they hadn't. The plan was first to stop platform intervention, then find a workaround.

'Well, they're employees—they have to report to their bosses. They can't just trust Gyeongbok blindly.'

Park Juho was racking his brains for ideas when—

"Listening to you, I do have one thing in mind."

Lee Gyeongbok responded immediately, making all three look up in surprise.

"Let's go over the situation. Shoulder's contacts have already refused, so I'd rather not ask again."

"Oh, yes. Right."

"Connecting to other streamers through Tri would be about the same. And I personally have no connections among female streamers."

Despite that, he didn't lose his smile. Their curiosity only grew.

What could he be thinking of?

"My network isn't huge, but there's someone I can boast about."

"A boast?"

"Yes, someone who knows almost every expert around."

Park Juho let out a small exclamation; he knew who Lee Gyeongbok meant.

"You may know, Genome did MasterDissection content. I could ask Genome to recommend one of the Masters."

Someone recognized as a 'Master' would surely have the basic skill level needed.

The team leads lit up at that. But Lee Gyeongbok wasn't finished.

"Still, as the platform's representative, we can't settle for just basic skill, right? So I think it would also make good content for the stream."

"Content?"

"Yes."

Lee Gyeongbok nodded with a boyish smile.

"I'll coach the last participant myself and send them to the event."

If there was no expert, he would make one.

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