Chapter 58 – The Grand Execution
That morning, the SeoulPot meeting room was already full. All the core members—Gevran, Park Jiwan, Mi Yong, Ryu Haesung, and Choi Eunwoo—were present. At the center of the table stood the prototype of their intelligent AI design and futuristic service robot. The robot was named SOPH1A, short for Smart Optimized Personal Helper v1 Advanced. It wasn't just a service bot—it was a symbol of transformation.
"If today goes well, we'll truly be leading the world in restaurant technology," said Haesung as he reviewed legal and patent documents.
"And making history," added Mi Yong, her eyes sparkling.
The plan that day was to present the SeoulPot Future Experience system to investors and the media. The system included:
AI waiters capable of recognizing customers, greeting them by name, and automatically recording their preferences.
Kitchen robots that could adjust flavor based on the customer's dietary data.
Holographic projections that displayed food visuals, origins, and pairing recommendations.
Jiwan stood in front of the giant LED screen and began the presentation. "Imagine a restaurant that isn't just a place to eat—but a space where data, flavor, and intelligence converge. This is SeoulPot."
Each feature was demonstrated live in front of the guests. The service robot SOPH1A walked up and greeted investors, even recognizing some faces from a public social media-connected database.
"Welcome, Mr. Lee. Last time, you ordered Bulgogi beef with spice level 3. Would you like to repeat that order?"
All eyes were on the robot. Awe-filled laughter echoed through the room.
"This feels like seeing the future… right now," murmured a tech reporter.
But not everything went smoothly.
When the kitchen AI demo began, the system suddenly shut down for a moment. The room fell silent.
Gevran glanced at Jiwan, who looked visibly panicked. Eunwoo whispered, "Looks like sabotage. Someone tampered with the backup server."
Haesung jumped into action. He sent their IT team to check the logs and IPs that accessed the system before the crash. Within 10 minutes, the issue was found: a hacking attempt from an anonymous IP. Tracing it led to a group suspected to be affiliated with the rival tech company owned by Cain Seo-Jun's father.
Gevran clenched his fist. "We'll fight this—not with emotion, but with excellence."
The system was quickly restored. Jiwan shifted the presentation strategy on the fly. "This proves our technology isn't just advanced—it's resilient. Even under attack, we recovered in no time."
Applause filled the room once more. The lead investor stood up and said, "We'll give our full support. This isn't just business—it's history in the making."
After the event, the five of them gathered on the SeoulPot rooftop.
"So this is what it feels like to be a pioneer," said Mi Yong, gazing at the sky.
"But we're not done. We're just getting started," said Haesung.
Jiwan beamed. "Tomorrow, we file for international patents and begin first-batch robot production."
Gevran nodded. "And we make sure SeoulPot isn't just listed among the top restaurants—but engraved in the world's history books."
That night, the lights of Seoul glowed like a sea of stars. Amid the shimmer, five young people stood tall—carrying dreams and determination that would shape the course of the future.