God of Money

Yusuna, pushed out of the door, is stunned for days and falls into a state of cerebral arrest.

This.

Now.

What.

Work?

I asked the question, but there was only one answer from a closed call.

Reject.

He is rejected. His deadly charm at the 'Thou art from the Moon’, which made the mountain a department of slaves, unable to shake the guard of all men as a sub-heroine.

Only after a few seconds did I start to regain my restless mind.

“I think I'm lying, but I think it's also true. ”

I looked at it carefully before coming out.

Suit trousers. Something sticking out of the center. It was never a form you could take to be sick.

A slight shaking of the head moves slowly in the direction of the elevator. But I had to stop again.

‘Thou art from the moon,' the protagonist Iari walks from the other side.

Iari's brow is frowned.

‘The rumors were true. ’

Rumors floating around celebrities.

The reality of youth or popularity is a reliable sponsor.

From the treasury, the prosecutor. It is widely and deeply formed in the media.

Yiari came up to the room where Yooseong was staying. It's just a simple curiosity, and it leads to self-rationalization. Rumors turned out to be true. Yusona definitely had a place to stay on the other floor. There's no reason to be here.

Except for one reason.

‘Filthy bitch. ’

An abhorrent light appeared in Iari's eyes. I also read Yuzona's eyes. The ‘Thirty Nine' members sent a look to themselves. Instead, Yusona raises her chin, her eyes staring straight ahead and walking tall. Iari mutters quietly.

"Those who are not good will eventually collapse. I wonder if I can handle that."

However, Yusona was consistent in neglect. At this point, the only response was to officially acknowledge the rumor.

Ding.

Soon after the elevator arrives, Yusona returns inside and gazes at Iari. The eyes of the two beauty intertwined in the air. As the door slowly begins to close, Yusona recites the lines from the drama.

"You had it from the start. I've never experienced it. If you really are what the world says you are, you can give up on me for once."

Iari was an ambassador who also knew. A scene that quickly made Yusona a star who was both a performer and a villain. And then the lines.

A key scene that made people sympathetic, but perhaps even more popular than Iari.

The elevator door closes before Iari shouts, and Yusuna disappears before her eyes.

Yusona's eyes settle on Iari's retina, and she doesn't disappear. At that time, I played "The Sin." It was full of poison, but it was the same eyes that had always emitted the sound of love.

* * *

Qinghai Province, China, the capital city of Tibet.

Charron, who was selling fruit there, did not feel well from morning.

"Why is this broken?"

The family photo I had on the shelf fell to the ground and was shattered. I stabbed my foot in a piece of glass and tore the soles of my feet slightly.

"You've had bad luck since morning."

I didn't want to go to work for some reason. However, I didn't want to make my only son suffer like himself in the hot sun.

"Knng, honey, I gotta go to work."

I woke up early in the morning and cleaned up the poop that my four-year-old son had pooped, and Charong's wife, Penor Lynpoche, came out with her lunch box.

"Here's lunch."

A tuna bar made with blue, oats and peas.

Her shampoo bar was exquisite. It was food I ate every day, but never got tired of it. Charong left with the lunch that his wife packed for him. I dragged the cart and walked out one by one, sweating the crooked path. I made fun of my feet quickly and positively, in case the fruit would spoil.

The soles of my slightly cut feet were tingling, but I was still able to endure it. The moment I arrived at the market and took my place and pulled away the cloth covering the fruit.

Kugu Palace.

The ominous morning became a reality. The building in front of me literally sat down.

“Shit. ”

I was swearing in my mouth. The chariot leaves the fruit cart and runs toward the house.

* * *

Same time.

He was running a company that was invested in Zhang Guangchun. In fact, it was not a very meaningful place. It was based on the fact that it was going to be successful, so it was just a place to hear what the future rich people were like and what they were thinking.

I liked the look of confidence in technical skills or individual services. At that moment, I had a heartfelt discussion as a human versus a human who leaves his country and pursues his dream.

He advised a little bit of flesh on what was going to happen in the future, and people looked respectfully at the dominance that they had presented to their vision that they had not yet imagined.

DJI Investment Approval.

Approval after wafin.

Sami approved.

Sami was a start-up company for smart phone manufacturing, such as KND, but dominance chose investment rather than absorption.

One company cannot monopolize a global market. Even if I buy a Shami, a second Shami will show up.

In the words of the dominant, people did not protest much. When I was doing corporate shopping, my smartphone sounded like it was on fire.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Yes, sir. I'll get right on it. Yes."

Yooseong hung up his phone, called his assistant and gave instructions.

"Get the Red Angel team right away and get the supplies ready near Qinghai High City. And in the name of KND, we're going to release a $10 billion aid media."

"I understand."

The crouching secretary disappeared somewhere. The group watches the situation and asks for an answer.

“Something happened. ”

“What's going on? ”

“There was an earthquake in Chinghai. This is the intensity of the Richter scale 7.1. Probably thousands of lives will be lost. ”

The group is silent by what the dominant has to say. After a slight shock that an earthquake occurred, the next question raised its head. The flooder asked first.

“But how do you know that? ”

"If you access the U.N. or NASA, you can get past data on global climate change. Earthquakes, climate anomalies, avian phonemes, etc. There's a lot going on on here on Earth."

The group still doesn't quite understand.

“And we took that data and we adjusted it to the 2008 Sichuan Earthquake, 1995 Kobe Earthquake, Japan, etc."

The dominant voice was the voice, and people opened their ears and focused.

"There's going to be an earthquake in the water level. And that was expected to happen during my three days in China, and that was today. I told Director Ma about this yesterday, but unfortunately, he didn't prepare for it."

"Well, so?"

"So I instructed them to put in the numbers and supplies that I had prepared. and instructed them to make about 10 billion dollars. Tomorrow's official event may also be cancelled, given the circumstances."

The arm of Jang Kwang Iron, who already knew that he was this person, grew chicken flesh. The flooder swallowed an elongated dry saliva and looked at the dominant with surprised eyes. Park Byeong-gi still didn't understand properly.

"You used the data to predict earthquakes?"

A car with a blue license plate quickly approached without a single answer from the dominant. Even though it was not an ambulance, the other cars sided the vehicle.

Tolerance.

It was a Chinese luxury car.

"Get in. Director Ma is looking for you."

He was an employee of Matricorn's.

* * *

The same visual augmentation, the Qinghua province.

More than a hundred disaster relief workers have flown here from Korea for centuries, sitting in Samoa hotel rooms and talking.

"Bro, this is so sweet. I can't believe you're paying five million won when you get back without doing anything."

"Hehe, I see. I want us to come comfortably on a charter and tour China and keep doing this."

"I feel the same way."

Next to them were various relief equipment. Helmets, radios, fire extinguishers, and first aid kits were stacked in quite a variety of ways.

“A salary of four hundred and five hundred overseas trips a month, so the rainy star must have a lot of money. ”

“Have you never heard of KND? I heard you've been selling a lot of cell phones lately. You want to do good with that money. ”

“Well, that's a little clever. I've heard a lot about money donations by financiers to people in need, but I've never heard of creating a relief organization like this. ”

“How do people like us know what rich people think? Just watch your back and eat. ”

The man speaking suddenly opened his eyes and mumbled.

“Hey, wait a minute. Can't you hear something? ”

Kugung.

Kugu Palace.

You hear an unusual sound, and a red light flashes on the radio that was lying next to you.

Red Angel, Red Angel Power Protocol One Deployment.

Protocol One was the first of the situations I practiced before I came here.

Soon, there was a magnitude of 7.0 or higher, which meant we had to go save people. Hundreds of people in red fire suits rush from the hotel into the scene.

* * *

It was a sight to see the status of the Communists. The dominant tolerance car ignored the signal, crossed the center line and served only its purpose.

Shortest time to arrive.

The cars on the citizens made their way. The car arrived at the palace without a moment's thought. Martha came down to the door and waited.

"What happened to the disaster response team?"

"We've ordered them to move immediately, so they should be here soon. And relief supplies and relief funds will be here soon."

"Thank you very much. There should also be a sign of the castle in the central party."

"Haha, we should help each other in times of trouble."

Even as they were talking, his phone kept ringing. Localized situations were streaming out in real time on the TV in front of the office. People were constantly caught on camera wearing red clothes through the collapsed buildings. He pointed to the TV.

“There's the camera. ”

In the words of the dominant, Matthew watched TV. There were red dots on the screen that blew unevenly at the scene of the dust bloom. And those who shed blood on their hands and struggled with terror were saved.

No Chinese firefighters have been seen there yet.