God of Money

Wang Wei, who was embarrassed, came to the business support department. A number of hard, unfamiliar faces stood out. Wang Wei approached the head of the group and said,

"Who told you to do this?" Can't you just quit right now? "

"We have intel on the tax evasion charges. Stand back."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

As Wang Wei was about to step forward, the secretary stopped him.

"What you're doing here is · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Wang Wei looked around at what the secretary said. The confused staff looked at themselves.

"Get me a car ready right now."

"I understand."

Wang Wei went to meet Wang Wei in his car, the taxpayer in charge of Jung Guangchun.

He was the head of Wang Fang, who was in charge there. Wang Wei immediately poured out a complaint to Wang Fang.

"Commissioner, where is this law? Suddenly, tax investigations."

"I can't help but be instructed above. The opponent has reached higher ground."

"Where is it? Let me meet him, too."

"At least he's a deputy director (Minister of State) or one of the State's members."

Wang Wei silenced the commissioner. Of course, there was someone who didn't have a face either. However, it was not enough to share a deep connection.

Cadduk.

Wang Wei sharpened his teeth. In the meantime, the commissioner spoke quickly.

"I don't know where you're connected to the Central Buddha, but you're going to have to use a lot of force this time. Given the circumstances, I'm in danger, too. The entire country is being purged of corrupt officials."

"No, what are you talking about?"

"I don't know. Who moved who and how. The paid government officials under the name of the War on Corruption are being cut off quickly."

At that time, the secretary called Wang Wei.

"Jules, I think you should take a look at this."

The Assistant Director showed me that the game was ranked # 1 in Let Store rankings.

Title: Praise Revertao, mate.

Released by Let's Game.

"What the hell is this?"

When he entered the game, there was a photograph of him speaking in a single room, and two hands were clapped directly in front of him. Touch the screen to clap and increase your respect for reverse tacos.

From the title to the way the game was intended, I could only see it as being thoroughly intended. And even at that moment, the number of downloads of the game was increasing explosively.

* * *

Changgwang-chul watched the game and muttered as if it was ridiculous.

"Is this really going to work?"

"A country with a different cultural foundation. You can tell by the user reviews."

He read some reviews for Zhang Guang Cheol, who doesn't know Chinese.

I caught two rabbits simultaneously.

I wish I could help reverse tao gun clerk.

Long live the scribe!

However, I couldn't believe Zhang Guangcheol.

"Isn't it just because you don't know Chinese?"

"Hehe, what's in it for me?"

I still couldn't believe it, but Zhang Guangcheol nodded.

"But is this really going to stimulate you?"

"It's time for a new power to emerge. If the public opinion is focused on the old power, then I'm not happy about it."

Gwangcheol lets out a small sigh.

"Phew, I don't know if it's just scraping and scraping."

"300 million euros is spent on both sides. Hundreds of billions of dollars in my country. But I'm not paying for it. One of them ignored it and the other investigated it."

He bit his lip and said.

"We need to show them something, too."

Zhang Guangcheol clammed his mouth to the expression of resolutions.

The tiger said he'd come if I told him.

In a few minutes.

Yooseong's phone cried with a "drum." Zhang Guangcheol notices, but doesn't accept it. Even though the name 'Mahwhachin’ was clearly stamped on the phone screen, I didn't even recognize it.

"Aren't you picking up?"

"He avoided my calls, too."

"Hnng."

After decades of vibration, the phone rings again. I did not receive my superiority this time.

"Again?"

Yooseong nodded his head and looked at his phone. I didn't feel sorry for myself now anyway. When he felt bad, he treated Mahmou with the feeling that China's business would only be withdrawn.

Glug.

My phone rang again, and I didn't get it this time. Many times.

Eventually, my phone was silent. Zhang Guangcheol swallowed a dry saliva and said.

"Shouldn't we call the unsub and tell him to be ready? We don't know what they'll do to us."

However, his expression was only peaceful.

"Still good. General Lee Sun-Shin told us. If you want to die, you will live; and if you want to live, you will die."

"Are you even considering evacuating China?"

He smiled meaningfully and gave no other answer.

Tick, tick.

After a few minutes without the phone ringing, dominant's phone vibrated.

Unknown number this time.

Zhang Guangcheol mutters in a disappointing voice.

"It's spam in this situation. I need to know the level of privacy management in my country."

But dominance was intuitive. That's not spam. I answered the phone slowly.

Hard pitch.

A consistent tone.

It was a familiar voice.

"I'm Ryuher."

It was a phone call waiting for the dominant.

* * *

Wang Wei, who left the tax office, returned to the company. After Chat's services became obstacles, and the company's atmosphere was aggravated by tax investigations, but the company had not yet failed.

"What is this?"

There were a lot of payment documents on the desk. According to the secretarial chief, most of the letters were posted by the developers.

Wang Wei breathed deeply.

"The developers have resigned their majority. · · · Approximately 20 people · · · without compromising on databases, backends and front-ends."

"Hah, what time it is for these bastards to wake up. Call Human Resources and tell them to stop the job somewhere else."

The chief secretary, who was looking at his resignation, bit his lips tightly.

"Jules, I don't think it's that simple."

Wang Wei's nerves were sharply abandoned in what happened today. The horse came out rough.

"What else?"

"Hao Ying, Kao Ji, Dragon Holder, Siu Lan. Together, we have a development leader class. It means core developers of the company."

"· · · · · ·."

"It will have a profound impact on the operation of chat services after being run by the company right now."

"Then let's catch it! Get the head of Human Resources up here now!"

The secretary turns the phone, but his face is even more distorted.

"The head of Human Resources is also leaving. It seems that the head of HR persuaded the developers."

"Yikes, this is crazy."

His secretary asked for his understanding and contacted him again.

"Rumor has it they're moving to ‘Let's Chat.’ Annual Salary, Treatment and Growth Potential. I think it's better in every way."

"Some guy is spreading such nonsense."

"Unfortunately, Chat has been chasing Ratchet since the chat speed. Without an explicit application for sale, the company felt uneasy about being in a deficit state."

Wang Wei was only listening, and the chief secretary spoke quickly.

"But let Chat has the power of BlueS2, and it's spreading fast. Utilizing member pools, we've even launched a payment system called Let Pay. It's true. It's technologically, it's business."

Rrrrgh.

Wang Wei gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

"It's time to make a decision. If the chats continue to get rejected at the let store and there is a problem in BlueS2, the company will collapse in one moment."

Wang Wei had a strong hunch that the clouds were giving the company.

* * *

Matthew picks up the phone, hands it to the floor, and runs it over. I was still not angry.

"I'm not answering my phone anymore."

We got a call from Ryuher.

Watch what you're doing at Let Chat from now on.

Tax investigations. Pay attention to what happens in public.

I'll contact you myself now.

The two instructions were acceptable. However, the last words caused him to lose his pride.

"The man who was a member of the Chinese family has no idea."

I was offended when I was contacted about the tax investigation. When I confronted him with difficulties, I couldn't be so petty to look at him without knowing the sky was high.

"If you think my rope only touches Ryuher, you're wrong."

Martha looked at the address book on her phone.

From Republican officials to local government officials.

The connections that had been accumulated so far were all stored up.

"You've got the wrong person. Son of a bitch."

* * *

After communicating with Ryuhur, he searched the address book of the smartphone. Zhang Guangcheol, who was watching him with his eyes, asked.

"Who are all these people?"

"This is a network I built the last time I went to China. And I often met and added them when I had time."

"I know you haven't been on a business trip in China recently."

"Haha, do I really have to go to China to meet? There are many good places in Korea."

Zhang Guangcheol opened his eyes wide. The dominant still searches the address book.

"Most high-ranking Chinese people are in their 50s or older. Children are in their 20s or older. There are many children who want to come to Korea and have plastic surgery in Korea."

As Yooseong continued to speak, Jang Kwang Chul tasted it. When did that happen again without even knowing it?

"Not only that, the bar is very well organized. Money, people in power, each have a similar desire. I just fulfilled that desire."

"Is that where you're from again?"

"Huh-huh, yeah. I got a call from the military about three years ago. China is so comfortable at times like this. There's nothing a little money shouldn't do."

Zhang Guangchul kicked his tongue at the laughter of a dark dominant.

"The unsub should have let you do that. You're the chairman. I don't think you should go around like that."

"Don't do this in the future, too. In the future, I'm the only one who's going to be covered in dung."

"What?"

"We will operate as honestly and transparently as possible, but there will surely be situations where we cannot deal with that alone."

As Yooseong continued to speak, Zhang Guang iron's expression became stiff.

"Every time you leave things to a lot of people, you get more mouths to know, and that's just going to make things harder. You were right the last time."

He lowered his voice.

"What if they get caught like this?"

Zhang Guangcheol bites his lips tightly for apologizing.

"I'll make sure that doesn't happen. The contacts stored here will not be shared with anyone."

He paused for a moment and looked at the iron ore. Janggwang-chul once again said, "I want to taste it again."

“You don't have to be the head of the river. That's it. You know I'm just saying that. ”

He shakes his head and replies.

“No, I've been thinking a lot since then · · · I'll be the jackass wielding the sword of money in the future. You need to focus more on your business. That's comforting for me, too. ”

After reading the resolutions, Jiang Kwang Chul couldn't even speak anymore.