Royal Roader on My Own – Chapter 147: Even Politicians Have Their Use (1)

‘W, what the? What happened?’

Robert’s jaws could not help but drop.

This would be a difficult shot based on distance and environment, even when he was in regular condition. That was why Robert had expected the ball to widely miss the fairway and fall into the forest.

However, the results were completely opposite to his expectations. The swing was clean and the impact was perfect. Furthermore, Kang Hwi Ram had accurately calculated the wind as well, making the ball create a beautiful parabola and land on the green.

It was such a clean shot that he even wondered if it would end up being an albatross.

‘Is he just lucky?’

He could not think of any other explanation. Kang Hwi Ram had not had such an accurate shot when his condition was in perfect condition yesterday.

Furthermore, was Natasha a regular woman?

Robert and Natasha had known each other for two years now.

Although they only slept with each other every so often, he had personally felt Natasha’s scariness each time. She was like a succubus who you couldn’t help but fall under her magic after tasting her once.

Kang Hwi Ram probably had all of his energy sucked dry last night as well. (TL: Energy he says…pfft)

There was no way he could maintain such perfect conditioning after such a night.

‘Yes, he just got lucky! It’ll be terrible starting from his next shot.’

Robert consoled himself and focused on his own play. It wouldn’t matter even if Kang Hwi Ram did terrible if he did not do well.

However, the situation did not change, even during the second hole. Kang Hwi Ram attempted another risky shot and the result was a perfect birdie.

The third and fourth holes were the same.

In fact, Kang Hwi Ram was in the lead after 5 holes with a score of 6 under-par.

Robert had done pretty well and had 3 under-par, however, his score looked terrible compared to Kang Hwi Ram’s amazing play.

This continued on as Kang Hwi Ram continued to hit amazing shots. Robert even got chills while watching Kang Hwi Ram play. He had faced many experts in the past, but there was no one like Kang Hwi Ram.

‘Did Natasha lie to me?’

There was no way. Natasha had always properly carried out Robert’s orders. There were many tournaments he had won by relying on Natasha’s charms.

That meant that there was only one conclusion.

‘That monkey has that much stamina?’

Regardless of the reason, Robert had failed. Kang Hwi Ram’s showtime had continued throughout all 18 holes and ended the day with a great score of 11 under-par.

He had a total of 37 under-par after three rounds.

This was also a new record for the PGA. No, even outside of the official PGA tournaments, this was probably the lowest score in history.

That was how amazing this score was. It was so amazing that it made Robert lose any desire to do something about him.

He had no choice but to accept it. This tournament was a platform for Kang hwi Ram. He was the lone main character while himself, as well as the others, were just extras in the back.

‘Damn it, I shouldn’t have participated in this tournament.’

* * *

Clap clap clap.

Whistle.

‘Kang Hwi Ram, hooray!’

The gallery could not stop their cheering. It was so loud that he could not even hear the announcer’s voice.

Flash! Flash!

The cameras continued to flash as well.

Thanks to that, the interview ended up being twice as long as usual.

The celebration continued after the interview, to the point that I only managed to leave the golf range late in the evening.

One of the men on my security detail got into the driver’s seat. I could finally let out a deep sigh.

‘Haaaa, it is harder to deal with everything afterward than actually playing golf!’

I leaned into the comfy seat of the chair. The ride was smooth, probably because it was an expensive car.

However, it looked like I would not be able to rest today either. My phone started to go off less than 5 minutes after we left.

Riiiiiing- Riiiiiing-

‘I wonder who it is.’

It was Chairman Jung Man Yong from the Golden Dragon Group.

Although he was not physically here, his gaze was probably locked on Jeju. He probably saw me win while achieving a new record for the lowest strokes day after day.

He probably slapped down on the table with joy each time because I played with the Golden Dragon Group logo on my cap. This tournament was broadcasted worldwide and I was at the center of it.

Most importantly, my records were so amazing that they would go down in the history of golf, making it big news abroad as well.

In terms of PR, this was probably worth over ten billion won.

So how could he not think that I’m wonderful?

I welcomed Chairman Jung’s call as well. He should have finished what I requested him to do by now.

“Hello, Chairman-nim! I hope you are doing well!”

– Of course I am doing well. I feel like I am ten years younger now thanks to you. Congratulations.

“It is all thanks to your support, Chairman-nim.”

– You are being overly modest, unlike your usual self. I deserve such praise from our Golden Dragon Kids, but not from you. Anyway, let’s grab a meal together.

“I think it will be difficult today. I have already reserved a plane to Cheongju International Airport in order to visit my house in Daejeon.”

– Of course, not today. Open up some time tomorrow evening.

He really was the Chairman of a giant corporation. He expects anybody to make time if he asks for it.

He seems to be looking down at me, even after I’ve told him how much I am worth.

However, was there a reason to make things difficult? I’ll benefit from this discussion as well.

“I understand. I will head up to Seoul tomorrow for dinner.”

The call ended but I got another call right afterward.

It was my friend Kim Jong Suk this time.

Just looking at his name made me start to smile.

My wealth had expanded to close to 9 trillion won. Approximately 5 trillion of it was from stocks, 2 trillion from real estate throughout Korea, and 2 trillion in the Sodium-Ion Battery factory and the Vietnamese Company. (PR: 9 trillion won is a bit under 8 billion dollars. To put things in perspective, Bill Gates is worth 97.4 billion dollars and Trump is worth 3.1 billion dollars.)

I was still gaining about 100 billion won a day.

The person who made that possible was Kim Jong Suk. His AI Stock program was bringing in a lot of money.

That was not all. I recently created a fund company with Kim Jong Suk and his colleagues as the core.

I personally invested 3 trillion won and left the remaining 2 trillion won to the fund team.

However, their profit rate was not bad. Although it had been only about three months, they were making approximately 10 percent profit every month.

This was all thanks to Jong Suk.

“Hey Jong Suk!”

– Congratulations.

I had a good chat with Jong Suk. Jong Suk sounded happy as well since our profits were averaging 3 million won a day.

This made both of us excited.

My phone rang again after I finished my call with Jong Suk.

I couldn’t help but sigh.

‘It looks like I’ll just be answering phone calls until I go to bed.’

But I couldn’t turn my phone off.

I was currently using two phones. One was a number that had been given to most people while the other was a phone number just for important people that I could not ignore. However, it was this second phone that continued to go off.

I guess I networked quite a bit until now.

‘Let’s just deal with it today.’

“Hello President Kim.”

I arrived at Daejeon while answering call after call. I received so many calls that my throat was parched.

However, I started to relax after getting close to home.

‘Let’s get a good night’s sleep tonight.’

However, that did not seem possible. Forget sleeping, I couldn’t even rest properly from the moment I arrived at my home. There were people camping outside my house.

The majority of them were reporters.

I was swamped with questions and flashing cameras once again.

That was not it. I had been responding to questions for a while, but I did not see my mom or sister.

I didn’t see Lee Man Bok’s family either. The house seemed to be empty.

There was apparently a reason for that.

“Ah, they are all at the middle school field. There is a celebration going on.”

It was my next door neighbor. I was wondering why he was standing by while I was giving the interviews, but I guess he did that so that he could tell me where my family was.

“A celebration?”

“How can we not do anything when such an amazing thing happened in our neighborhood? Hurry on over.”

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5 Replies to “Royal Roader on My Own – Chapter 147: Even Politicians Have Their Use (1)”

  1. aaa

    pfff this arc has not finished yet
    while i am gratful to the translator i wish he can skip everything related to tennis

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