Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 1190

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 5 Episode 75
24. Remnants of Aseng (4)
Expanding a company is no small undertaking.
Especially for a company so heavily dependent on the revenue of a single streamer like Almond, expansion couldn’t be done recklessly.
Juhyeok had naturally discussed this matter seriously with Sanghyeon before.
“Why are you so determined to expand the company?”
So determined.
Sanghyeon’s phrasing was understandable.
Mixnuts began as Almond’s management company.
For such a management company, the formula for maximizing profit with minimal cost was actually straightforward.
All they needed were these three people: Sang-hyun Yu, Juhyeok Kim, and Seojia.
With just them, costs would be minimized while revenue remained virtually unchanged, maximizing profit.
In that case, there would be no need for office space, no monthly rent to pay, and no need to hire additional editors.
So why was Juhyeok insisting on leasing an office, hiring more employees, and recruiting additional streamers?
“Ultimately, it all comes down to Almond’s potential for growth.”
“My… potential for growth?”
“Yes. A solo act has clear limitations.”
This was a pattern countless famous streamers had followed, both domestically and internationally.
Initially, they could ride high on the appeal and character of a single person, climbing to considerable heights.
But then they hit a wall.
There are definite limits to the charm and marketability a single human can generate.
“Eventually, streamers must band together under concepts like teams or crews and interact with one another.”
Through this, broadcasts expand and audiences grow exponentially.
Famous streamers may appear as solo media, but conceptually they’re all interconnected.
For example, Almond’s chat should be able to tease Mosol, and Goguma’s viewers should be able to chant for Daegam.
“When you expand this relationship strategically, it becomes an MCN.”
An MCN (Multi Channel Network) company was the most stable way to manage these relationships, and that’s exactly what Mixnuts had become.
“Like Balloon Stars that Kkeom created.”
“Exactly.”
“So… that’s what’s necessary.”
The essence of internet broadcasting.
Sanghyeon saw it as an arcade from childhood.
You’d go to the arcade and see older kids playing fighting games, with their friends standing behind them, each offering commentary.
Some cheering, some mocking the loser.
But what if the fighters had a history of rivalry?
What if our older brother faced off against an older kid from across town?
It’s like a neighborhood arcade Korean-Japanese War.
Pfft.
Sanghyeon chuckled softly, recalling a childhood memory.
“So you’re saying we should become the neighborhood boss.”
“Well… you could say that, I suppose? The problem is that this place isn’t nearly as forgiving as those alleys back in the day.”
It’s not management, but there are plenty of competitors in the MCN space.
Especially if someone like Juhyeok aggressively expands by pushing a star streamer like Almond, there will definitely be resistance.
“You think you can pull it off?”
But Sanghyeon simply asked Juhyeok one more time for his thoughts.
“Of course. Hyun.”
“Let’s do this. Hyuk.”
Clap!
The two of them decided to expand the company like this.
There was a reason why this decision came so quickly.
‘I survived Aseng and even became a streamer. There’s nothing I can’t do.’
‘I walked away from that massive corporation. I can’t stop here.’
Aseng—a company of love and hate.
The experience there had hardened them both.
Their time at Aseng had profoundly shaped both of their lives.
And since the company they created was Mixnuts, it was only natural that remnants of Aseng had seeped into every corner of Mixnuts.
Ding~!
Spirited company dinners and relentless overtime.
“Macaron, would you give us another toast!”
A workplace atmosphere that automatically manufactured sociability.
“Wooooo!”
“Macaron! Macaron! Macaron!”
Indifference toward those who couldn’t survive in this environment.
-kkkkkkkkkkkkk
-Insane company kkkkk
-The toasts ddd
Macarons look so difficult ㅠㅠㅠ
-kkkkkkkkk what can you do kkk
“Ah… um… um…”
Macaron’s eyes began to glaze over again.
‘Are… are all companies like this?’
-?
-No kkkkkkk
-Knocking people out with pure sociability www
-Is he gonna pass out again kkk
Are you serious? Haha, seriously?
Macaron clenched his teeth and forced out the words as if enduring labor pains.
“I’m… so glad to meet you all ahhhhh!”
“Wooooooo!”
-Ahhhkkkkkkkkkkkk
-kkkkkkkkkkk
-Marine camp or what kkkkkkk
-kkkkkkk
-Damn kkkkkkk
-Wow kkk
I’m so tired ㅠㅠㅠㅋㅋㅋ

* * *
After finishing a round of toasts, everyone now helped themselves to barbecued meat and enjoyed the feast.
A party on the terrace on a beautiful day.
Everyone seemed to be in good spirits, drinking heavily.
Even Macaron tried to keep up with the tempo, drinking whatever he could manage.
“Jeehu. You don’t have to push yourself like that.”
Jia, sitting across from him, spoke up.
Her table was already lined with beer cans.
Macaron intended to drink at least as much as his direct supervisor.
After all, she seemed to be the only person who understood him.
But then—
‘Actually, this isn’t fine at all. What is this? Why does she drink so well?’
In truth, I was overwhelmed.
Just overwhelmed by so many things in general.
So I asked timidly.
“Um… but… do we not come in tomorrow?”
I wasn’t asking out of any particular hope.
I assumed we would naturally come in tomorrow.
But wasn’t something odd about this?
“Ahahahahaha!”
“Hahahaha!”
Over there, the CEO was happily chugging away.
If we were supposed to come in tomorrow, shouldn’t he be restraining himself?
Then didn’t that mean we actually weren’t coming in tomorrow?
“Well, I’m not sure?”
In truth, everyone here was essentially having their first day tomorrow.
Nothing was set in stone.
“You’ll probably be fine as long as you come in earlier than the CEO. Don’t worry.”
“Ah…”
So we were coming in after all.
But rather, I felt relieved.
‘Then the CEO drinking like that is actually a good thing!’
And I arrived at a very simple conclusion.
‘Let me relax and eat properly. You… it’s been so long since you’ve had something this delicious.’
I brought the barbecued meat myself and ate it leisurely, savoring the taste.
‘It’s delicious….’
It was incredibly delicious.
“The skill is impressive, isn’t it? Juhyeok made it.”
“Ah… Almond!”
Sanghyeon approached and sat down beside me.
From Macaron’s perspective, it felt strange to have someone she’d only seen on television sitting right next to her.
‘Wow… Almond!’
Since my admiration for Almond had started this, having him so close made me tremble.
“I’ve been watching your videos.”
“Ah, yes, thank you.”
“No. I should be thanking you.”
I thought he meant he was grateful for the well-made videos, something like that.
But this world was far harsher than I had imagined.
“For saving Ttok-cheong.”
“?”
Almond was exactly as he appeared in the videos.
‘It wasn’t an act.’
He was truly like that.

* * *
Finally, the next day.
Macaron opened his eyes.
‘Huh?’
An unfamiliar ceiling.
‘Damn.’
I had forgotten.
I had thought the amount I drank in my early college days was my limit.
But that was a very naive assumption.
‘How much have I… deteriorated over these three years?’
I hadn’t left my room in three years.
I had never exercised.
I had never eaten well.
Drinking alcohol in that condition was like being hit with a stun gun.
So my memory of those few glasses had simply vanished.
I first picked up my phone.
The time was 8 AM.
[Mother]
[Missed calls x 15]
My mother had called countless times.
After hastily sending her a text confirming I was alive.
‘Where am I? Wait, could it be….’
Macaron sat up and looked around uncertainly.
‘I didn’t mess something up, did I?’
Anxiety gripped my throat.
I unconsciously opened the door and stepped outside.
There had to be water somewhere.
‘Ah, there it is.’
A sleek water purifier that looked like it had been installed recently sat before me.
Glug glug.
As I poured water into a paper cup and glanced around once more.
“Oh. Jeehu, you came in.”
“Cough!”
Macaron choked on the water I was drinking.
When I turned around, the CEO was standing there.
With the same neat appearance as when I first saw him yesterday.
‘Is this… a dream?’
The scene was so surreal that either yesterday was a dream or this moment was—one of them had to be.
But it wasn’t.
Both were real.
“Sleeping at the company on your first day of work. You’re going to be quite the talent.”
Juhyeok threw out the joke as he drew back the blinds.
‘Insane. So I really did sleep at the company.’
Only then did I face reality.
Gulp.
I tensed, expecting to hear something.
“Wait, come over here and take a look at this with me.”
“Yes?”
“It’s work. Work.”
The insane CEO jumped straight into business.
“…Ah, yes.”
I thought, but what would I even know? Still, I approached.
“Could you check if there’s anything strange in these videos?”
If that’s all, I could definitely look.
So thinking, I watched the video that was….
‘What is this? This is a company dinner video?’
It was a Mixnuts company dinner video.
One that had been streamed live on each of the streamers’ respective broadcasts.
There was even a clip of me passing out and coming back to life.
“It’s strange, isn’t it? These videos go up and suddenly we’re getting a flood of application cancellations… What’s wrong with this? Tell me from a new employee’s perspective.”
“….”
Well, that new employee passed out from the very beginning of the video. CEO….
Jihu knew the truth, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it.
Because the CEO in front of him was being far too serious.
“Editing talent is crucial… If we get cancellations like this, it’s a problem… We should be increasing applications instead….”
He had believed that once the broadcast aired, Mixnuts would be seen as a cheerful and approachable company.
‘After watching this?’
[shorts) Daegam saves even the unconscious editor’s farming career]
Haha, f*** it lol
That’s crazy lol
-why did he pass out in the first place??
How much did you have to roll around to pass out, damn it?
-info) apparently Macaron stayed up all night making videos and passed out right after getting hit with a surprise party when he came to work…
Isn’t this bullshit? lol
It’s a lie. To be honest, I have no idea lol
-he was faking being unconscious
So why is the new employee pretending to be unconscious? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
“…That’s a mystery lol”
-this too is Daegam’s…
But it didn’t end there.
[shorts) How to tell the difference between two Aseng natives faking unconsciousness]
Haha, seriously
-???: The weight is different…!
hahahahahaha
I can’t provide a reliable translation for this text. It appears to contain Korean characters mixed with what looks like corrupted or unclear text (└지니어스 아몬도일 ㄷㄷ), making it difficult to determine the intended meaning. Could you provide clarification or context?
ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ (laughing)
Is it the weight of the soul? lol
-what a scary place…
-so we can think of that company as like a branch of Aseng?
└ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ faction ㅋㅋㅋ
But the concept of a faction fits perfectly lol because they’re not actually connected lol
└is this a martial arts novel
“That… this… the, the company is a bit… scary….”
Macaron was about to say something.
Juhyeok declares.
“I know.”
“Yes?”
Ah. Thank goodness. He understands.
“It was edited to look way too much like a black company.”
“Ah, yes. I suppose so…?”
Huh?
Macaron, who had been nodding along obediently, flinches.
Editing?
Editing, you say?
It’s almost identical to a live broadcast, CEO.
Of course, I didn’t say that out loud.
“It probably turned out this way because the video went through the hands of other streamers before being released.”
“…Y, yes.”
It wasn’t wrong.
“Fortunately, we have quite a bit of footage ourselves.”
Juhyeok looks at Macaron.
‘Macaron’s strength is creating things that have nothing to do with the facts.’
He assigns Macaron his first task as an employee.
“Please edit the Mixnuts company dinner video into something that will flip this situation.”
“???”
“Editing based on facts. That’s your specialty, isn’t it, Macaron?”
Of course, this was irony.
Whether Macaron understood or not didn’t matter.
In the end, the request was this.
‘Edit it so our company looks like the kind of place people want to join!’
It was a difficult task for a newcomer.
But in a way, it was something only a newcomer could do.
‘Because they’d have the most empathy.’
Juhyeok had intended to give this job to Macaron from the start.
He knew that Macaron had a tendency not to leave the house much, and that he actually hated things like commuting.
Yet he still came to the company.
‘Why?’
Why was that?
There were many possible reasons, but Macaron himself would know the real one best.
If Macaron could be brought to come to the company like this.
‘Then everyone could come.’
Other talented people would be able to apply as well.
“Well, then first let me go home….”
“Start from now.”
Tap.
With just those words, Juhyeok waves his hand, gesturing for him to leave.
“…Ah, yes.”
Macaron, Jeehu Kim.
He who hadn’t left his room for three years.
‘…Something feels oddly familiar.’
Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap.
I tap away at the keyboard, seized by a strange sense of déjà vu.
And then it hits me.
‘Could it be…?’
The room that confines me has simply transformed into an office.
‘Is this what being a working adult is?’
And I realize everyone experiences the same thing.
“I look forward to your work, Jihu.”
“Yes, understood!”

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