God of Money

Yooseong returned to Korea and did not hold any press conferences. The questions that reporters asked were always similar.

How do you feel about acquiring a large corporation?

How did you raise the funds?

What are your plans going to be?

I didn't feel the need to spend time answering these boring questions. There were also reporters who sometimes asked uncomfortable questions.

There are many doubts about the background in which we have withdrawn our transfer. Tell me something.

What do you think of those who suspect they've formed a secret relationship with the oceans?

There's a criticism going on about expanding the octopus, which is similar to traditional money. What do you think of that criticism?

He said, looking at the reporters crowded with Zhang Guangcheol.

"I know someone who's an idol star."

"The gossip should be enough, since he's handsome and has a lot of money."

"Hehe, handsome?"

"Haha, that's fine."

Zhang Guangcheol shakes his head and says.

“Your confidence is piercing the sky these days. ”

“Hehe, I'm about to fly into space. ”

Zhang Guangcheol leans against Maibach's leather seat and looks out the window.

"By the way, I wish we owned a media company or a broadcaster. You can do whatever you want."

"You still have enough."

"That subtle difference always creates an issue. Look at the ocean. Some media is turning their backs on it."

"That's why it's legal to keep the media out of the way. Then you're worse than me."

"I'm not."

"Hehe, you're dreaming of dictatorship."

"Better than someone who switches fiat currencies. That's a hell of a dictatorship."

"Hehe, I guess."

"It's been a long time since I stepped on Korean soil. Are you going home first?"

"No, I have somewhere to go first."

Meaningfully, Yooseong smiled and put Jang Kwang-chul down to the company and headed to Sangam.

DNK.

An entertainment company that picks up Moss and swallows, serves as a league of action that has grown into a world-class game, or "clan royale" released by Powercell and is affiliated with youth, eari, etc.

The Managing Director was Alex, and Moon Yong-jun, the representative of the company that Eari was affiliated with, was doing practical operations.

But the real owner was the dominant. It was because Alex had a source of money. But that's a secret very few people know.

As soon as Yooseong entered, Moon Yong-jun met me and headed to the office located on the top floor.

"As you said, we will use KTBC as the channel name."

The dominant nods. Moon Yong-jun continued to report.

"We are currently experiencing a major PD-renowned broadcast of three companies. As you said, we are putting the PD in first place and putting all of our energy into it."

He nodded again.

"We also signed a DNK contract with Mina Kim and Mi-ran Hong. In the future, their work will have the power to dramatize the DNA."

Everything was going exactly as I told it to. He was attracted to his entertainment company by the writers of the drama he had enjoyed, as well as his future acclaimed work of art. They also planned to broadcast their program on the comprehensive channel they had acquired. The plan was under way.

Moon Yong-jun continued with the next report after he touched his hand.

"Movie investments have also invested in your films. Korean films achieved 50% return on investment for a total of seven works, including 'Final Weapon Knife', 'Shining Moment' and 'Duck'."

Moon Yong-jun quickly said the following.

"Hollywood investments include Harry Potter, Mission Impossible, Transformers and Breaking Dunne, with most expected returns."

He asked if he had heard some business stories.

"What is the current status of Youzona?"

"You are strongest in spirit. I've already reached my English level of performance. I plan to audition for American dramas, movies and more later this year."

He tilted his head. Moon Yong-jun quickly replied, knowing the meaning.

"That's what I want. Even if I could set them up, they'd still say no. He wants to start from scratch."

Then he nodded. A drop of cold sweat flowed down from Moon Yong-jun's forehead.

'Phew.'

Standing only in front of this person makes my body stiff and my heart beats. I have not been reprimanded yet, but I was afraid I might see another face of him.

"Then let them do it. And I ordered the takeover of the Arica TV. Find out how to play Coke Beau with KTBC. and, of course, how to enter the world market, not the Korean market."

"Yes."

"You should not simply stay away from exporting content. You need to perform platform functions such as Netflix or YouTube. Always remember that."

Moon Yong-jun nodded and replied.

"I understand."

"I won't be coming here myself from now on. Have Alex make a final report. Of course, most of the power will go to Mr. Moon. Think of it as a kind of confirmation."

This time, Moon Yong-jun nodded his head, and it was only after he got up from his seat that he was able to calm his heart.

* * *

The two chairman of the treasury met at the Mozart in Seoul.

Third Generation Chaebol Choi Tae-min.

Second generation reimbursement, Jeong-man-ho.

They were pouring drinks. Choi Tae-min emptied her drink and opened her mouth first.

"I've identified the rainfall as having a hidden string of funds. They're using it to make aggressive M&A."

Jung-man rolled his mouth with his tongue.

"The power of the ocean is quite good."

Through Jung Jin-seop, Choi Tae Min was the information he heard through Choi Ki-chul. However, Choi Tae Min did not tell the truth.

"Even if your father falls, the ocean doesn't close its eyes."

Immediately, Jung-man replied.

"Then, did you find out where the money line is?"

"Do you know if it's an invisible hand?"

Jung-man shakes his head and replies.

"That's Adam Smith's concept of moving the market."

Choi Tae-min tilted her head.

"We haven't figured it out yet, but I think we might have a name for it. People who have money from the United States or the Saudis."

"What about Saudi oil money?"

Choi Tae Min nodded.

"We don't even know the size of the oil money, there are a thousand trillion people, there are more. I think we have a more solid sponsor in the Middle East than American capital."

Jung-man muttered quietly.

"Oil money is the background."

Choi Tae-min lowered her glass until it rang.

"That's not the point. Oil money can test and kill Korean companies. It doesn't matter whether it's oil or American dollars."

Jung-man said, clearing his throat.

"Hmm · · · Contacting me means there's something we can do?"

"It's hard to lean on the government now. because I used all the cards that I could get to the D.A., the D.A., the D.A.,"

"And?"

"Banks."

"Banks?"

"You couldn't have made tens of trillions of M&A without a loan. If you squeeze the bank and tighten loans from KND, coconuts, South Korea and Sung Yong, you will move on. If not, you borrowed a lot of money from Noorie's bank."

"Really?"

"Yes, I heard it directly from Shingun-gu, the vice president. He said he had trillions of notes. It may look glamorous, but it's just a sandcastle. Once the waves are pushed, they'll disappear without a trace."

"But if I had the sponsor you mentioned, wouldn't that be a problem?"

"That's why I contacted you."

"Pressure and pursuit?"

Choi Tae-min smiled delightfully.

"That's right. If we can squeeze the bank and find the rainfall fund and cut it, the chain bankruptcy will start immediately. We can then publish and divide the decommissioned companies one by one. “

"Banking pressure might work together, but how do you find the money wire? And even if I did, cutting the rope would be another dimension."

Choi Tae-min drank another drink. One day, half the alcohol in front of you is empty.

"So I'm going to try to beat up other companies like TK, Orland, Eugene, etc., not just Ah-hyun. The more they work together, the easier it will be to get information, to get banking pressure, to get funding. “

"Then wouldn't that rain fall on him in the middle?"

"Even if a traitor comes out of our midst, shouldn't we deal with him quickly? Speed is life now. As you know, KND's body grew rapidly. If this condition becomes fixed. “

Jung-man's face became stiff. I didn't have to listen to the words behind my back. Choi Tae-min quickly said.

“So now's your chance. Because if you walk fast, you fall fast. You have to trip when you wiggle. You know that."

Jung Man-ho shook his head in a glass of wine. Countless companies appeared and disappeared, sparkling like the morning star.

Not to mention disappearing on your own.

There was a star that made him disappear. Jung Man-ho poured the liquor in the glass and said.

“Got it.”

I smiled satisfactorily at Tae Min's mouth.

* * *

The way home.

He picked up his phone. It was a new piece of equipment for Nuri Finance Group.

"Information about bond issuance has flowed into the ocean. And he asked me about it."

I replied with an unconditional voice.

"It doesn't matter. Do what the ocean wants."

"Even if I put in terms of riders to increase the bond term?"

Again, the answer of the dominant was consistent.

"Yes."

"Phew, a hundred billion is funny? Rumor has it he's been issuing bonds to other banks."

"If a creditor asks for money and he doesn't have money, he should go bankrupt. Well, there has to be a way."

Shin Gun-gu felt a peculiar heterogeneity in the words of the dominant.

“I borrowed money on purpose. Sounds like it. ”

“You can think whatever you want about it. ”

“I don't know what the River Representative thinks. ”

“You can do as you want, Vice President. But remember one thing. Queuing is always the most important thing. Depending on where you stand, the fate of Noorie's finances will also be determined. ”

The heartfelt words meant that Shin Gun-gu kept his mouth shut. That's how the call ended that day.