A Genius Speaks with Money

San Francisco, USA.

Even though it was winter here, there was no biting cold wind like in Korea.

Instead, faint sunlight seeped in sparsely between the clearing clouds.

Humid and mild air, unlike Korea.

Winter here was not harsh, but instead, a sense of loneliness wafted through.

I stared intently from inside the car at a certain place revealed between the buildings.

‘So this is… Synapse Tech headquarters.’

The old and shabby building Choi Seo-jun showed me in the past was nowhere to be found.

Instead, a high-rise building stood tall in the city center.