God of Money

Yooseong, who was having a conversation, gave me Jinseop Jung. Seeing him working around the clock sweating, his past self was overwhelmed.

Chief, what are you doing? Are you still working on your development? This is gonna open up soon.

Hey, I told you, it's not here.

Before opening, I was mainly afflicted by Jeong Jin-seop. It was before cryptocurrency trading was active, and the company's margins were weak, making it an unprecedented resource. He developed everything from the database to the front-end, from 1 to 10.

Of course, I had to be busy, and all the developmental issues were dominant. At that time, Choi Ki-chul whispered sweet words.

I'll share it with you if it works.

That's why you guaranteed me stock options.

With that much stake, we can play and eat in a few years.

I was forced to labor in high intensity with that wage in the name of always giving away company shares. And after cryptocurrencies get a triple glimpse,

Do we have to check again? How the hell did you come up with that code?

It's better than this even if it's a foot.

Why do I have to get paid if I'm going to do this?

I had to endure all kinds of personality blasphemy from Choi Ki-chul and Jeong Jin-seop. Perhaps other development personnel will not know. They insisted on harassing the team leaders. Some of the team leaders cast a 'slouch’, and they simply did not. Park Jong-hyeon looked at Jeong Jin-seop and said.

"Director Jung, I'm going to have a cup of coffee. Until then, identify the cause of the crash and place it on my desk. Don't make me do it downstairs. If you get a lot of salary, you should pay for it."

The transaction grew explosively, with a share value of 3 billion. It was enough money to quit the company. But eventually it happened.

Rrrrgh.

The dominant has sharpened his teeth. Even though I was looking at Jung Jin-seop who was struggling, I couldn't let go. Park Jong-hyun who noticed quickly added a phrase.

“Let's do better. Take care of yourself, okay? ”

They had a cup of coffee and sat across from each other.

"But is it really okay to exchange it for free? I think it's too much damage."

"Only free withdrawals to the coconut bank, and the other bank receives a transfer fee of KRW 1,000. It's okay. And Comb Main's main business isn't currency exchange."

"The cryptocurrency you mentioned?"

"Yes, the exchange that trades it is the main revenue source. It's hardly known to anyone right now, but it won't take long."

I muttered while drinking a cup of coffee in front of Park Jong-hyun.

"It opens on July 1st."

"Still, there won't be much of a deal. It's still mentioned among the developers."

"Can I buy some too?"

"If you want to go to the Han River, you can come in. This is just like the gambling den he gave me."

Park Jong-hyun tasted the warning of the dominant.

"Oh, yeah?"

The dominant star did not answer, but saw a distant mountain. There were people who needed to buy cryptocurrencies. But you can't buy it now.

If you buy it now, it's a win-win. The sale shall take place in 2017 at the highest point.

"Yes. Educate the staff. Never open an exchange ID or create a cryptocurrency wallet, a stronger ethical regulation must be applied by the securities company."

"Of course. I have thoroughly trained. You know, one thing I'm confident in."

"Hehe, you're doing very well, I see. You're doing so well."

"But I think it's too much. I heard from the staff that he's a psychiatrist."

"Living a life of chaos, trying to be a normal company, is going to make a difference."

"What if I say I'm going to get rid of it?"

"Don't worry. That's not gonna happen."

Park Jong-hyun nodded a word of dominance.

"Got it. I'll do it. And."

"And?"

"Chan-jong is getting married this week. I'm telling you, I told a busy kid there's no need for that."

"Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·."

It's about time.

Same thing happened in my past life. I got a call but didn't go In the exhausting struggle of the mind and body, the shrinking of the self increasingly severed itself from the past. He made me throw away my friends who helped me and encouraged me to work.

But this time.

"They're doing it at Gangnam Station this weekend. I heard you have a group meeting with some of your classmates."

Group meetings.

It was a word of memories.

"Group meeting?"

"If you come out, you'll almost be adopted, but shouldn't you show your face when Chan Jong is getting married?"

Yoon Chan-jong.

I repaid the favor I received from him, but just showing my face was not enough. How much time he spent on himself at the time.

"Yes, it is. Here we go. No, the same number, right?"

Yooseong contacted Yoon Chan-jong first.

* * *

Saturday weekend.

Park Jong-hyun, who used to visit Gangnam Station, gathered again at Samgyeop-sal's house.

"It's been a while."

Yooseong reached out his hand and Yoon Chan-jong grabbed him. Yoon Chan-jong felt distant only after meeting him for some reason. Chairman of a large corporation.

It feels a little unrealistic to be in front of him.

"Yes. Almost two years."

I said hello to one or two of my college friends who arrived inside. The celebrity gaze seemed a little overwhelming. Park Jong-hyun went out in an awkward atmosphere.

"Auntie, the chairman is here. Put the most expensive one on it."

Yoon Chan-jong noticed, but Park Jong-hyun said without hesitation.

"Why does he live here? It's more expensive, but you can go."

"No, but it's my wedding."

"Hey, don't you know how much he makes a day? It's okay to have this."

Your friend is still here. He hates to owe you. The dominant opened his mouth slowly.

"I'll live. Of course I'm getting married to my friend. I've had a lot of help from you."

In saying this, Eunchong finished his appetite. His snobbery is bitter that he can't just be happy with his friend's success.

"I was surprised when you said you were coming. It's not the same as in college."

He personally contacted them and announced his attendance. It was natural that Yoon Chan-jong was surprised.

KND was a company that grew to be comparable to the ocean, and coconut was the icon of Korea's most wanted IT company. Park Jong-hyun picked Soju's bottle and focused his attention.

"Here, here. He shot me in the full-course today. Take off your belts, everyone. Let's get a drink from someone who's getting married here."

Thanks to Park Jong-hyun, the atmosphere was getting awkward, and I went back to college.

Pour it.

Drink it.

I don't know when I've ever had a drink without seeing it. Not since I became president. It's been a long time since I've had a drink. A few times more booze, Park Jong-hyun said.

"You said you were near your friends. Can't we just put it together now?"

Jung-hyun Park said, the men sparkled.

Three-to-three meetings.

For men without girlfriends, it was more important than an invitation. Yoon Chan-jong picked up his smartphone and contacted me. I finished my cup in front of him.

"Haha, have fun. I'll go first."

Park Jong-hyun grabbed his arm.

"You're not going anywhere. You should, too."

The other two friends grumbled, but didn't mind.

"A Mudfish needs a Catfish to be strong. If it wasn't for you, it wouldn't have been fate in the first place. And when you marry a woman like that, all you get is a money-making machine?"

The dominant laughs and mutters.

"Women look at me and say that they like me."

"Haha, of course you did. I'm better than you in character, body size, humor, and grades."

"Hey, your grades."

Park Jong-hyun teased the dominant.

"I'm 0.2 points higher. Let's face it, huh?"

"Hnng."

His dominant voice was indisputable, and he shed a tear. Yoon Chan-jong who finished contacting me asked.

"You sure you want to go? You don't have to go if you feel burdened."

Park Jong-hyun grabbed his two arms and said.

"Of course I do. Run away somewhere. Follow me if you don't want to hear the traitor."

I didn't hate Park Jong-hyeon's attitude toward me like a friend in college. He stood up and said.

"Then let's just go to the second round."

"Look forward to it. All the games I've been playing have been frustrating. Don't even think about going home before sunrise today."

* * *

As soon as I left the bar, I had a small problem.

"What, are you a celebrity? I think he's staring."

"Hehe, I'm a hot guy these days."

"No, I think I'm looking at you because I'm handsome."

I smiled at the jokes because I was sober. Yoon Chan-jong said something.

"Haha, it's popular in college. No one will follow me. Look, I'm the first one to get married."

Park Jong-hyun let out a groan.

"Ugh. Fact assault."

Study hard, get into a good company, marry the right person, have children and live happily. That was Yoon Chan Jong's life in his previous life. He suddenly envied that life.

"Damn, I admit that."

After chatting with my friends without fail, I arrived at the meeting place.

There were many young friends who didn't know their faces. If you asked Noorie to guess who the chairman of the Financial Group was, most people didn't know. At least dominant figures were often exposed to mass comets. First, Yoon Chan-jong's girlfriend recognized him and tilted her head. In the meantime, Yoon Chan-jong quickly introduced his friends.

"Here are my friends, Park Jong-hyeon, Kang Woo-sung, Kim Ho-jin and Ha Tae-min in turn."

He bowed his head and said.

"Hello, I'm Rain Star."

"Hoho, you look just like someone I know."

Then the women who were with him threw a word at him.

"Wow, you look just like the head of a coconut."

"Maybe he's running KND."

One storm after another, I focused my gaze on the dominant. In the meantime, Park Jong-hyun next to me teased me properly.

"This is the guy. “

“Yes · · Yes? ”

“This rainfall is what you say it is. ”

At that moment, the mouth of four women who were sitting suddenly opened. Yoon Chan-jong's girlfriend's gaze wandered into the air and met Yoon Chan-jong's eyes.

Is that right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

- Really? - Yeah.

He's from college. He was pretty close.

Something came and went quickly. The dominant opened his mouth.

“Haha, I am the rainstar. Chan Jong and I have been friends since college. I ran after I heard that I was getting married. Chan Jong has been popular ever since, and your girlfriend is really pretty. ”

It was not empty. It was lacking compared to celebrities, but on the general public axis, it belonged quite to the beauty axis. That's why one of my cognitive friends also boasted a decent figure.

“Well, I see. You really are Rain Star. ”

Suddenly, a woman stood up.

“Crystal, I need to use the bathroom. ”

But the other one stood up.

“Me too!"

After they left the bathroom, only Yoon Chan-jong's girlfriend and his girlfriend's friend remained. Lee Jung said, smiling awkwardly.

“Haha, well, should I say hello to this guy? This is a friend of mine who works at Seo Eun-sol Ocean Electronics. ”

“Hello, I'm Kangwoosung. ”

“Hello, Seo Eun Sol. Thanks to Jules, I've been working too much lately. I'm familiar with it.”

“Yes?”

“I work in the Ocean Electronics Gallery. It shouldn't be too much to deal with your information in your country. ”

At that moment, the eyes of the two met in the air.