20: Chapter 21 System Data: First Month Review

Qian Xu stood by the window.

Looking at the window next door.

He smiled.

His phone rang again.

It was still Jeon Bo-ram.

"Mr. Qian, I have a flight at seven tomorrow morning."

"The package should arrive around two in the afternoon."

"The courier will leave it at the door."

"Could you please help me collect it?"

Qian Xu replied: "Okay, go ahead and have a safe trip."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian!"

"I'll bring you some local specialties from Jeju Island when I get back!"

"Okay."

Qian Xu put down his phone.

He checked the time.

Ten o'clock at night.

He walked to the living room.

Turned on the TV.

And flipped through the channels.

Suddenly.

The TV screen flickered.

A line of text appeared.

[China-Korea Cultural Exchange and Consumption Fund System]

[First Month Data Review]

Qian Xu was stunned.

Does the system display things on its own?

He sat up straight.

Data began to scroll on the screen.

[Daily Allowance: 11.37 billion KRW]

[Used Today: 0 KRW]

[Accumulated Unused: 42.78 billion KRW]

Qian Xu looked at that number.

42.78 billion KRW.

This was the money he hadn't spent in a month.

11.37 billion every day.

That's 341.1 billion in a month.

But he had spent less than 100 billion.

The rest was just sitting in his bank account.

The screen continued to scroll.

[South Korean Favorability Towards China: 27.1%]

Qian Xu frowned.

27.1%?

This number wasn't high.

If the maximum score was 100.

It hadn't even reached the passing mark.

He recalled the data when the system was first activated.

It was 27% back then.

It only increased by 0.1% in a month.

It was too slow.

Another line popped up on the screen.

[Cultural Export Platform: + 1]

[Yunmengze Entertainment (Registered)]

Qian Xu nodded.

He understood this.

Yunmengze Entertainment was his company.

It counted as a cultural export platform.

The system had recognized it.

The last line.

[Chinese People in South Korea: + 3,000]

Qian Xu was stunned.

3,000 people?

3,000 more Chinese people in a month?

He thought about it.

It must be the people Yunmengze Entertainment had hired.

And the international students who came for interviews.

Plus their families and friends.

But 3,000 people was still too many.

He opened his phone.

Searched for "Number of Chinese people in South Korea".

The data that popped up:

March 2024: Approximately 1 million.

April 2024: Approximately 1.003 million.

It really had increased by 3,000.

Qian Xu leaned back on the sofa.

Looking at the ceiling.

The data displayed by the system.

What did it mean?

Daily allowance 11.37 billion.

It meant the number of Chinese people in South Korea hadn't changed.

It was still around 1 million.

The number of tourists to South Korea hadn't changed either.

South Korean favorability towards China was 27.1%.

It meant the attitude of South Koreans towards China.

Was still not very good.

Cultural export platform + 1.

It meant Yunmengze was recognized by the system.

Chinese people in South Korea + 3,000.

It meant some people had come to South Korea because of Yunmengze Entertainment.

Qian Xu smiled.

One month.

He had done one thing.

Established Yunmengze Entertainment.

Signed T-ARA.

And the system had provided this data.

If he succeeded in the T-ARA comeback.

If he introduced Chinese cultural and creative products to South Korea.

If he opened a Chinese supermarket in South Korea.

What would the data look like then?

He stood up.

Walked to the window.

Looking at the night view of Seoul.

The city was ablaze with lights.

He remembered a month ago.

He was still in a rental room.

Being scolded by his Korean supervisor.

His savings were bottoming out.

He had lost his job.

Now.

He was standing in a top-floor penthouse in Cheongdam-dong.

Looking at the night view of Seoul.

With 42.78 billion KRW lying in his bank account.

And 11.37 billion coming in every day.

His phone rang.

It was a message from Kim Min-jun.

"Mr. Qian, we officially start vocal training tomorrow."

"The recording studio is ready."

"The Chinese teacher has also been contacted."

"Classes start next Monday."

Qian Xu replied: "Okay."

"The T-ARA comeback plan."

"Officially launch."

Kim Min-jun replied instantly.

"Received."

"I will do my best."

"To get them back on stage."

Qian Xu put down his phone.

Looking out the window.

Spring in Seoul.

The wind was still a bit chilly.

But he felt very warm inside.

A month ago.

He was just a discriminated Chinese person.

Now.

He was the legal representative of Yunmengze Entertainment.

The investor for T-ARA's comeback.

The driving force changing the fate of Chinese people in South Korea.

He smiled.

"This is just the beginning."

The next morning.

Qian Xu woke up.

Checked his phone.

Seven in the morning.

A message from Jeon Bo-ram.

"Mr. Qian, I'm on the plane!"

"Jeju Island, here I come!"

Followed by a smiley face emoji.

Qian Xu replied.

"Have fun."

"I'll collect your package for you."

Jeon Bo-ram replied instantly.

"Thank you, Mr. Qian!"

"I'll bring you oranges when I get back!"

"The oranges from Jeju Island are the best!"

Qian Xu smiled.

"Okay."

He got up.

Washed up.

Got dressed.

He had to go to the Apgujeong office today.

Kim Min-jun was going to show him the comeback plan.

He walked out the door.

Glanced at Jeon Bo-ram's door next door.

There was a note stuck to the door.

"Just leave the package at the door."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian!"

The handwriting was crooked.

Like it was written by an elementary school student.

Qian Xu smiled.

Tore off the note.

Put it in his pocket.

Drove to Apgujeong.

On the way.

He opened his mobile banking.

Balance: 42.78 billion KRW.

It hadn't arrived for today yet.

Once it hit midnight.

Another 11.37 billion would be added.

He thought about it.

How to spend this money.

Buy a house first?

He already had a penthouse in Cheongdam-dong.

Buy another one?

As a dormitory for T-ARA?

Or buy a building?

As an office building for Yunmengze?

He smiled.

Having too much money.

Was also a kind of trouble.

Arrived at Apgujeong.

Qian Xu walked into the office.

Kim Min-jun was already inside.

There was a document on the table.

"Mr. Qian, this is the comeback plan."

"Please take a look."

Qian Xu sat down.

Opened the document.

The first page.

"T-ARA Comeback Plan."

"Goal: Comeback in June 2024."

"Phase One: Digital music release."

"Phase Two: Fan meeting."

"Phase Three: China tour."

Qian Xu nodded.

"Is there enough time?"

"Yes, there is."

Kim Min-jun pointed to the calendar.

"It's mid-April now."

"There are two months left to prepare."

"That's enough."

"Okay."

Qian Xu closed the document.

"You have full authority."

"Let me know if you need funds."

Kim Min-jun nodded.

"Mr. Qian, there is one more thing."

"What is it?"

"The first song for T-ARA's comeback."

"I want to use Chinese."

"Chinese?"

"Yes."

Kim Min-jun opened his phone.

Played a piece of music.

"I had a Chinese musician write this."

"The song is called 'restart'."

"It means starting over."

Qian Xu listened.

The melody was very nice.

The lyrics were in Chinese.

But the pronunciation was standard.

"Who is singing?"

"A Chinese female singer."

"I asked her to record the demo."

"If T-ARA sings it."

"The effect will be even better."

Qian Xu thought about it.

"Okay, let's use this song."

"But T-ARA needs to sing it themselves."

"They are learning Chinese."

"It takes time."

"That's fine."

Kim Min-jun smiled.

"I have already arranged a Chinese teacher."

"Two hours of class every day."

"In a month."

"They will be able to sing Chinese songs."

"Okay."

Qian Xu stood up.

"Then let's start."

Walked out of the office.

Qian Xu stood at the doorway.

Looking at the street view of Apgujeong.

The sun was just right.

He remembered the data displayed by the system.

Daily allowance 11.37 billion KRW.

South Korean favorability towards China 27.1%.

Cultural export platform + 1.

Chinese people in South Korea + 3,000.

He smiled.

One month.

Was just the beginning.

Next.

He wanted to make this data.

All double.