I Will Raise This Family to Greatness - Chapter 259

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 259
A tip came in that there was a faction trying to flood YouTube with adult content to crash the platform.
The informant seemed to be none other than Sergey Brin standing right in front of me.
And the faction behind this scheme was obviously Sergey Brin’s inner circle.
“Sergey, I’m curious about something.”
“What is it?”
“You believe that if I fail to stop this attack, YouTube itself will be in danger, correct?”
“Adult content causes many problems. Once it starts flooding in, it becomes difficult to control. If such content begins to inundate YouTube, no one will be able to easily contain it.”
“Sergey, are you testing me right now?”
“….”
Sergey Brin smiled instead of answering.
“Since I took over YouTube, subscriber numbers have exploded exponentially. We’re on the verge of turning a profit soon. Precisely at times like these, we must be vigilant. We can’t let our guard down. I simply came because I was concerned. I’m not clever enough to test someone like me.”
[Playing humble, you Russian fox.]
“Sergey, thank you anyway.”
I answered casually.
Sergey had just given me both a mission and a threat simultaneously.
I would need to implement thorough defenses against adult content, and failure to do so meant my position was also at risk.
At that moment, the office door opened and Mark shouted at both of us.
“You two should join the betting pool!”
“What betting pool, Mark?”
“Everyone’s wagering on who’ll win in your match against Mike Tyson.”
“Haven’t people already placed their bets?”
“Some people were still deliberating until the last moment. The deadline is five o’clock today!”
I glanced at Sergey.
“Sergey, let’s go place some bets.”
“Why not.”
Sergey rubbed his hands together and headed into the office.
I watched Sergey Brin’s narrow shoulders disappear.
Was Sergey Brin truly an ally or an enemy?
* * *
“This is absurd! Sergey, you’re really betting that I’ll win?”
“You won’t know until the match happens.”
Sergey spoke matter-of-factly.
“This isn’t a match with any surprises. Even if Mike Tyson came into the ring with gastroenteritis that day, he’d probably knock me down with one punch just to rush to the restroom and leave the ring!”
I grabbed Ed’s shoulder as he desperately tried to convince Sergey, who had bet money on me, otherwise.
“Ed… Sergey thinks I could win too, doesn’t he?”
“Ah, well… he’s just the only one betting on you to win….”
“The only one? What about Mark and Lim Mi-mi?”
[I could have sworn they said they were betting on me….]
But on the betting board, Mark and Lim Mi-mi’s names had shifted to Mike Tyson.
[How did this happen?!]
The moment I shot him a look, Mark scratched his head awkwardly.
“Sung-guk… that’s… we all bet against you earlier—me, Mi-mi, and you. But… I watched the training video Mike Tyson uploaded to YouTube… and Mike Tyson just isn’t human. No one can stand against him. Plus, Sergey bet against you instead of us.”
[So even my friends have abandoned me….]
I stared at the betting board with sorrowful eyes.
Even Sam and Adam, who had believed in me so deeply, and Ed—all of them had wagered on Mike Tyson.
Ed handed me a red pin with an apologetic expression.
“Sung-guk, why don’t you place a bet too on who’ll win? It’s your match, but you can still make a wager, right?”
“Well… I’ll bet on myself. Sergey would be lonely alone.”
I pressed the red pin firmly under my name.
Ed quickly wrote my name beside it, and I called Sam, who managed YouTube, with a weak voice.
“Sam, can I talk to you for a moment?”
“Y-yes, Sung-guk.”
“Come into the Conference Room.”
And I walked into the Conference Room first, my shoulders drooping heavily.
I heard murmuring behind me.
“Did we go too far?”
“But… Sung-guk really has no chance of winning.”
“With Sung-guk, he might even slip Mike Tyson a laxative.”
The more I heard those words, the more my resolve solidified.
[I’ll face this match fair and square!]
* * *
Sam, who followed me into the Conference Room, continued scratching his head.
“Sung-guk… I’m a programmer. I believe in numbers. You know. Mike Tyson’s stats are absolutely….”
“Sam, I didn’t call you here because of that. I’m not the type to hold grudges over something like that.”
[I just happen to have a good memory, Sam. Adam… Ed, Mark… Lim Mi-mi. And everyone else… at FaceNote and YouTube!!!]
Sam’s face finally brightened.
“Then that’s a relief. Sung-guk, just know that we’re all really looking forward to the match. The employees who can’t attend in person are gathering at the Office to watch it live together.”
“Sam… that’s not the issue. It’s about restricting adult content on YouTube.”
“That… don’t worry. We should be able to implement restrictions soon. Once that happens, explicit videos will be unwatchable by minors, and we can make them disappear from the algorithm forever or delete them immediately if they generate hate.”
“Hmm… Sam, Sergey Brin told me there’s a force trying to flood YouTube with adult material to contaminate the site itself.”
“That’s absurd!”
“The Mike Tyson match could even be buried under the flood of adult content.”
“Sung-guk, what should we do?”
“I’ll tell Mark too, so mobilize all available personnel to identify accounts uploading adult content. If it’s really a coordinated attack, they’ll start uploading numerous videos from now until the Mike Tyson match, which isn’t far away.”
“Yes… even if there are multiple accounts, I’ll trace all IPs uploading similar adult material. But… once we trace it, what do we do with it?”
“Alert the police and expose them. For distributing obscene material.”
“Sung-guk… I’ll get started right away.”
“Sam, once Sergey Brin leaves, gather the team and begin the operation.”
“Yes…. Sung-guk, you have to beat Mike Tyson!”
“Sam, don’t just say it—why not put your money where your mouth is?”
“I, I… Sung-guk, you’ve got this! I’m rooting for you!”
[Sam… he really won’t bet on me after all…]
I took a bitter sip of water.
* * *
Sergey Brin took a sip of wine.
Chad Chun had gathered a few people, claiming he’d distribute adult content, and moved them to a temporary residence.
Soon the doorbell rang, and Elon Musk’s face filled the screen.
When I opened the door, Elon handed over an expensive bottle of wine.
“Sergey, thanks for putting me up. Sung-guk’s place is already packed, and I didn’t want to impose. Besides, he’s probably on edge with the match coming up.”
“Elon, what’s with bringing something like this? Between us?”
“I’ve owed you a lot over the years. And you’re letting me stay for free for days—the least I can do is bring this.”
“By the way, that Tesla Model S you unveiled recently looked pretty impressive.”
“It’s only been unveiled so far. There’s still a long road ahead, but I’m pleased with it. I’m planning to take the company public next year. I’ll need to accelerate the launch date too.”
“You’re truly remarkable, Elon.”
Sergey spared no praise for Elon.
“To hear that from the founder of Google—it’s almost overwhelming.”
“I only dig deep into fields I know well, but you don’t. Electric vehicles, spacecraft… just thinking about it gives me a headache. Say, you’ll have a glass of wine, won’t you?”
“Sure, pour me what you’re having. Whether Sung-guk wins or loses, let’s toast with this wine that day.”
Sergey poured the wine and handed it to Elon.
“Elon, if you had to place a bet, who would you choose between Sung-guk and Mike Tyson?”
“If it were me, I’d definitely bet on Sung-guk. What about you?”
“I’ve already bet on Sung-guk. Elon, what’s your reasoning?”
“I’ve always gone all-in on slim odds. That way, when you win, you win big.”
Elon laughed with ease.
It was a choice true to Elon’s nature.
“Sergey, you didn’t bet on Sung-guk for the same reason as me, did you?”
“Hmm… I… I just genuinely hope Sung-guk wins, so I bet on him.”
“What? That sounds like there’s more to it than you’re saying.”
“Sung-guk’s the CEO of YouTube. Honestly, YouTube has a lot of problems these days. Sung-guk has certainly gained attention through various issues, but how well he maintains that is ultimately the real question.”
“As the founder of Google and the largest shareholder of YouTube, you’re rooting for Sung-guk, then.”
“I suppose that’s one way to put it…”
Sergey took another sip of wine.
“Sergey, sometimes you’re too romantic. A bet is just something you place however your heart desires.”
“Like you do?”
“Of course. I built a spacecraft because I wanted to go to space.”
Elon Musk flashed a brilliant smile.
“Following your heart… I think it’s time I made up my mind too.”
“Sergey, what decision are you suddenly making?”
“I’ve decided to fully support Sung-guk. I’ll be back in a moment—I need to use the restroom.”
“Never mind what I was saying… Anyway, I’ve always supported Sung-guk!”
Sergey sent a message to Sung-guk while pretending to head to the restroom.
* * *
– Sung-guk, the one distributing obscene material is Chad Chun. He distributed pornography to tank YouTube, and proposed to me that he’d take your position and pump YouTube back up. Of course, I abstained. If you go to Star Building Room 304 in Silicon Valley right now, you’ll probably be able to meet Chad Chun.
[More like you turned a blind eye than abstained, Sergey.]
“Sung-guk! Keep your eyes on the ring! If you lose focus up there, you’re done for!”
George Foreman was shouting.
“George… I have something urgent that came up.”
“Sung-guk, is there anything more urgent than this right now?”
“George… To be honest, I’m going to lose anyway. But I can’t let my company be taken from me.”
“What are you suddenly talking about?”
“George, I’ll be back within two hours!”
George Foreman waved his hand dismissively.
“It’s already 10 PM! I’m heading home too!”
“I’m sorry, George!”
I quickly climbed down from the ring and called Mark.
Mark answered shortly, his voice sluggish.
“Mark, are you still at the office?”
– You told me to find that obscene material distributor.
“I found him.”
– How?
“I got a tip. Anyway, who’s still at the office right now?”
– Sam, Mi-mi, Ed, and Adam are here too.
“Have everyone come to Star Building Room 304.”
I put my boxing gloves back on that I’d started to remove. Then I headed to Star Building, which Sergey Brin had told me about.
* * *
“How are we supposed to get in there?”
Mark looked at me with concern.
“Hmm… I’m not sure….”
“Lim Mi-mi, you brought all the materials I requested, right?”
“Yes, sir. After you contacted me, I traced one of the several IPs distributing obscene material and it led here.”
“Sung-guk, what exactly are you planning to do?”
“I have a rough idea of who’s in there. I’m planning to give that bastard a punch.”
“What?”
“Mark, don’t be surprised—just help me put on my gloves.”
Just then, Ed appeared dressed in a McDonald’s employee uniform.
“Sung-guk, should I go ring the doorbell and call out the person who ordered from McDonald’s?”
“Please, Ed.”
Ed immediately went to the door and rang the bell, while Mark, Lim Mi-mi, Adam, and Sam watched in tense silence.
Soon the door opened, and Chad Chun’s face appeared.
“Chad!”
At the sound of my voice, a startled Chad lunged for the door to shut it, but Ed swiftly wedged his foot into the gap.
“Argh!”
Chad, alarmed by Ed’s cry of pain, lost his grip on the door handle.
I seized the opening and burst into the office.
Multiple monitors displayed an array of obscene content streaming across their screens.
“Lim Mi-mi, come film this quickly!”
“Sung-guk, what are you doing? We should just….”
“Chad, I’ve traced all the IPs.”
“That’s illegal.”
“I don’t think you’re in a position to say that.”
Chad’s eyes flashed with sudden fury as he glared at me.
“Sung-guk, you set this trap to steal my shares, didn’t you? And you were trying to take YouTube away from Google too?”
“Chad, that’s what we call acquiring shares legally. But you—you’re trying to sabotage YouTube illegally right now.”
“I was wronged! YouTube was originally mine!”
“Chad, you’re the one who sold it. And you’ve been living well off that money ever since.”
I picked up my phone.
“Chad… I’m going to report this to the police. When that happens, tomorrow morning every news outlet across America will be running the story: ‘Chad Chun, former YouTube founder, arrested for distributing obscene material.'”
Only then did Chad desperately cling to me.
“Sung-guk, I was just joking around… Please. Please. Anything but that. My parents are watching everything!”
“Chad… then I’ll pretend today never happened….”
“Really? If you do that, I swear I’ll never covet YouTube again.”
“But in exchange, let me land just one punch.”
Chad Chun stumbled backward, his face pale with shock.
“Sung-guk, that… that’s….”
“You don’t want to? Then I’ll call the police.”
“No, just one punch is fine, right?”
“Of course!”
I slipped on the boxing gloves and fixed my gaze on Chad Chun’s face.
“Chad, bite down hard.”
In one fluid motion, I unleashed an uppercut—a technique I’d learned from George Foreman—straight into Chad’s jaw.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————