God of Money

It was not a debate, but there were many questions and answers. Excellence answered without hesitation, and the members of the SEC nodded. About half an hour later, Charles Brown looked at the members around him and said,

"Anyone else have any more questions?"

Some shake their heads slightly. After gathering opinions, Charles looks back.

"It's over. You're free to go."

One by one, the dominant stood up and looked at the members.

As soon as I opened the door and left the restricted area, Yooseong faced a familiar face.

JP Morgan's Julia White. ’

Last night, she stood with a bright smile. There were white men in suits hanging around. They also found dominance and slowly approached.

Heavy black bodyguards hired by the United States blocked the perimeter of the dominant star. Then the approaching people retreated, flawed.

"I'm fine."

In one word, the bodyguards who blocked the comet opened a gap. Julia looks at the dominant star and says,

"I told you. Coconut commercials are a passion of the finest."

Another man in the background quickly opened his mouth.

"Patrick Emil from Morgan Stanley. I'd like to talk to you for a moment."

Another opens his mouth.

"Hello, I'm from Citigroup."

The people of the company who could tell just by their names sent a courtship hand looking at their dominance. Approximately 10 people gathered together to show that the United States is not that different from Korea. Julia glances at it and cynically mutters...

"The United States is a nation of capital. In front of the money, it's more than Korea, and it's not going to be bad. And I heard from Alex that you have a proposition for me."

The dominant nods slightly. Julia said in the lead.

"Then shall we go?"

Julia walks into the bodyguard's perimeter and walks to the aid. Victory smiles in his mouth. The faces of the people who were gathering together were distorted.

I climbed to the suite on the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel in the waiting car. The nightly price was also enormous, as the hotel is in the middle of New York, which is rumored to be expensive for land.

$30,000 a night.

Although it was more than 30 million won for Hanwha, dominance did not hesitate. When she arrived at the hotel, she asked the front for a simple refreshment service, and Julia was busy looking around the room. Then he muttered a single word.

"That's Billionaire."

"It's a caution that if you save it, you'll poop."

"Hoho, you're right. There's no sign of drinking, no sign of calling a girl to a party."

"I'd like to comment on my privacy."

Julia nods lightly. Room service just arrived.

Hooray.

He asked while drinking a cup of cold coffee.

"You've heard of the offer, do you have any more questions?"

"Is it true that you want to raise the coconut pay launched in Korea as a world-class company like Paypal?"

"Yes. Bigger than that. I'm going to try finance all over the world."

"Is it true that they are involved in 'Let Pay’, a demonstration service in China?"

"We can't confirm this at this time."

"With Nasdaq listed on the coconut, you'll be named one of the best symbols in the world, so what would you do first with that money?"

"Invest. I'm going to invest in a business I'm planning."

He drank the coffee in front of him once more. I also choked on a cup of tea that Julia told me to drink. The dominant horse was a horse.

"Do I feel like I'm being interviewed?"

"Hoho, it's no wonder you've worked so hard to acquire talent."

"I don't think it's common for someone to go MIT and face JP Morgan's listed team leader. But Julia's place is bigger than that, and it moves a lot of people. It hasn't been proven appropriate. Of course, I offered to believe Alex, but I had to go through minimal procedures."

The dominant star quickly spoke.

“Of course, if I succeed in my task, if I fail, my offer will not change. However, the money that Julia will receive will be different."

Julia asks, stealing lips.

“You mean it can decrease? ”

“No, the offer hasn't changed. But you're going to touch a lot more money. ”

"Can you be more specific?"

"Coconut companies are currently valued at 80 billion dollars. That's what they say it's going to be. But I don't like it."

Julia nods slightly. He said while drinking another cup of coffee.

"I'd like to receive something similar to or greater than Facebook. If you can do that, I'll give you coconut stock when you sign up."

"The amount must be important, right?"

"Ten million dollars."

"Yes?"

"I'll give you 10 million dollars' worth of shares. You can also pay in cash, of course."

$10 million.

The current salary he received was $200,000. There's no taxes, no utilities, no college loans, and it's 5,000 dollars a month.

Of course, it was a lot of money, but it was never enough to fulfill its own desires.

But $10 million?

You can pay back all your student loans in a heartbeat, buy a thriving house downtown New York, or buy a new luxury bag.

"Not a bad condition for me."

"If it fails, Alex will do exactly what he did. A $10 million reward if successful. What do you think?"

Julia shakes her hand with the tail of her mouth.

"If the opportunity presents itself, of course we should seize it. Boss, I look forward to seeing you again."

After a handshake, the dominant mutters quietly.

"Can't we dress differently in the future? A little less exposure would be nice."

I didn't want to say it, but I had a bad feeling. Even when I was in the chair, my skirt was short enough that I could see my insides even if I twisted my body a little.

What about the consultation?

The blouse was unbuttoned three times. The hills hidden inside the brassiere boast of freshness.

"Why? This is for seduction, boss. It worked like this."

"No, if I didn't, I would hire Julia if I had the ability."

"Come on, I don't know. And it works pretty well. Do you know what the glass ceiling index is in the United States?"

Glass Ceiling Index.

Indicators of the severity of racial and gender discrimination.

The dominant shakes his head. Still, the United States is a developed country, so I just assumed it would be quite high.

"It's higher than the OECD average. Of course, Korea where the boss lives is higher. This is how I came up with a way for a woman to survive in the battlefield of a man named JPMorgan. Now if you don't mind. I like it too."

The dominant nods, and Julia gets up and says,

"Well, I'm off to work."

The dominant couldn't help but look at the back of his crooked body.

* * *

An upscale bar overlooking the Hudson River in Manhattan, New York.

Liam, drunk, mutters to himself.

"Ugh. Damn it! I've made a lot of money. Even so."

Terrible betrayal.

The cold that I had to endure when I had a different answer than I expected.

"Phew."

Liam pours another drink. I couldn't stand it without getting drunk.

"The only money I've ever made goes beyond 100 billion!"

Tak.

Liam lowers his cup roughly. One day, the dominant sitting next to him said to the bartender,

"Have a drink like this."

The drunk dominant mutters slowly.

"Williams Liam. Ryan Capital Head Manager. But I'm unemployed now."

After finishing speaking, the dominant pours his liquor into his chest.

"Khh, use it. Here's another one."

Liam asks, "I'm drunk and my pupils are blown."

"What? Who are you?"

"Would you let me know if I said transaction number xxxxxx?"

At that moment, Liam stops moving. Alcoholic energy jumped to my senses.

"What, what?"

"A representative of KND Investments, who has dealt with you recently."

Liam raises his hand, swallowing a dry saliva.

"Hey, here's a glass of ice water."

Later, the bartender reaches out his glass, and Liam, who's panting and drinking water, rubs his eyes together. And I opened my eyes and looked at the dominant.

"Say that again."

"If you're interested, follow me."

Liam follows you around like you're possessed by a ghost.

The dominant who brought Liam to the hotel he was staying at asked Liam, looking at Liam who was still sober.

“From now on, I want you to answer the questions with acid. The time limit is 5 seconds. Here we go. 321 * 411? ”

As soon as the dominant asked, an answer came out.

131931.

I haven't sobered up yet, but I didn't hesitate to answer.

“What is the square of 35? ”

1225.

“What's the rest of 34412 divided by 23? ”

“4.”

Could it take a second?

While he was drunk and disoriented, Liam answered without a scratch. The superiority of the question was surprising. Yooseong, who asked for basic calculation skills, pointed to the white chalkboard in the hotel room this time.

“Unravel the induction process of the Black Shoulders option formula. ”

Liam picks up the vodka and starts writing the formula on the chalkboard at a rapid rate to the dominant question.

Differentiation.

Integral.

Several mathematical concepts, such as normal distribution and cumulative probability density functions, were used. Formulas exceeding 10 lines were completed in an instant, and Liam derived a call option equation and a foot option equation. It was without a hint of color to call him a genius.

“With that smart head, why are you drinking so much? ”

“How did you know I was following a deal? ”

He pointed at his head and said.

"You're not the only smart person in the world."

Liam on his neck swallows his thirsty saliva. When the dominant handed over the water, I emptied a bottle in a heartbeat this time.

"Is that why you cheated at the end?"

"Haha, tricking a guy who runs to eat my money. I made a fair deal."

Liam breathes out a rough breast and tastes it again. I didn't say anything because it wasn't wrong.

"I heard you lost your job."

"Thanks to you."

"I appreciate you. Desire, skill, extraordinary."

It was a game that I didn't know what would happen if I didn't know the future.

"I'm willing to offer you a better deal if I get rid of my pride."

"· · · · · ·."

"What do you think?"

"I have one question. OPEC, senior U.S. bureaucracy. Are the straps touching them? How do you know exactly what's going on in every issue?"

"I'll let you know after you've built up your trust with me."

Liam nods, thinking for a moment. Seeing Liam like that, he said.

"First, you'll be in charge of algorithm trading tuning. I'll explain the details tomorrow."

After speaking, the dominant phone calls somewhere, and the waiting bodyguard comes in and escorts Liam home safely. The night in New York was getting deeper.