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Friday – 9:00 a.m. – Manager Park's Office
Chaos had evolved. It wasn't just influencers anymore.
It was international chaos.
Manager Park burst into the staff breakroom, his face red, veins showing, clutching a wrinkled email printed on A4 paper.
"EVERYONE. LISTEN."
He waved the paper like it was the Ten Commandments.
"We've been contacted… by CNN Korea! And… BBC ASIA!"
Gasps.
"The world wants to know about our Ghost Investor! They're filming a documentary! HERE! IN THIS RESTAURANT!"
A part-timer clapped. One girl started crying.
The dishwasher fainted.
Dae-Hyun choked on his banana milk.
"Why are they coming?!"
Park held up a finger. "They want a glimpse into this miracle place. The lucky restaurant with the infinite money man."
Dae-Hyun blinked.
"The Infinite Money Man... is that what they're calling him now?"
"Yes!" Manager Park shouted, triumphant. "And YOU—yes, YOU—will be their guide!"
Dae-Hyun: 😐
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Two Hours Later – Outside the Restaurant
Three vans arrived. Out stepped a serious-looking British journalist with a pressed suit and two camera crews. A translator followed behind, and a guy holding a boom mic wore a shirt that said "GHOSTS ARE REAL" in Hangul.
The journalist approached Dae-Hyun, who had been forced into a suspiciously tight apron and a fake nametag that read:
"Hello, my name is: Just A Waiter."
"You must be Dae-Hyun," she said with a crisp London accent. "We heard you've worked here since before the miracles began."
"I guess… yeah," he said, doing his best to appear poor, normal, and un-magically wealthy.
"Tell us," she said, leaning in. "Have you ever seen the Ghost Investor?"
"…Nope. Never. I wouldn't know him even if he kissed me on the forehead and handed me a free bidet."
She squinted. "That's oddly specific."
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Later – Filming in Progress
Cameras rolled. The restaurant had been cleaned top to bottom. All staff had been told to "act poor, humble, and grateful." Manager Park wore a necktie for the first time in years and bowed to the mop.
Dae-Hyun led the film crew through the kitchen.
"And here's where we grill the meat," he said, pointing with his thumb like a bored tour guide. "And over there's our fridge. It… uh… used to make weird humming noises, but now it doesn't. Magic, probably."
"Fascinating," said the reporter. "And who installed the smart toilets?"
Dae-Hyun glanced at the ceiling like answers might be printed on the tiles.
"I think… a kind-hearted sanitation spirit?"
> [Suspicion Level: 42%]
[Poker Face Skill: Still Locked]
Then it got worse.
The reporter turned to the camera.
"We've spoken to locals who believe this young man may be connected to the Ghost Investor himself. He's always present, suspiciously helpful, and coincidentally survived a truck accident just before the miracles began."
The camera zoomed in dramatically on Dae-Hyun's face.
"…Sir, are you—"
BAM.
The restaurant's front door burst open.
A man in a knockoff Gucci suit ran in holding flowers.
"WHERE IS MR. GHOST INVESTOR?! I WANT TO MARRY HIM!"
Everyone froze.
Then, behind him, a group of elderly church ladies waddled in with signs that read:
> "BLESS THE BIDET!"
"FREE NOODLES FOR MR. GHOST!"
"IS HE SINGLE??"
Min-Ji slowly walked over to Dae-Hyun, sipping soda with a smirk.
"…You still claiming this has nothing to do with you?"
"I'm just a waiter," he said, robotically.
She poked his cheek. "You're the only person I know who buys people scooters, installs celebrity-level toilets, and smells like expensive soap."
Dae-Hyun backed away.
"Coincidences. All coincidences."
> [Suspicion Level: 57%]
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That Night – Rooftop
Dae-Hyun sat alone, eating spicy ramen in the dark.
"…This is spiraling."
> [Current Balance: ₩623,445,000]
[You now own 3 buildings: Restaurant, Rooftop Storage, and the Ramen Cart next door (accidentally purchased).]
"…I bought a ramen cart?! When?!"
> [You tapped "Yes" while scrolling during lunch.]
"…I need adult supervision."
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Meanwhile – Online
#GhostInvestor trended at #7 on Korean Twitter.
One post read:
> "If Ghost Investor is real, I'll tattoo a bidet on my chest."
Another:
> "Dae-Hyun is DEFINITELY him. Look at his eyes. That's ramen-funded peace."
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End of Chapter 8