Going Into the World!

"What's all the fuss about building a submarine?"

When I return home from work, Jennifer asks me a question. His Korean language skills mean that he doesn't understand even if he reads articles. He asked his assistant who was carrying him in Korea, but you don't know because he is a woman.

"It's a little bit subtle. It's just a minority thing, you know?"

"A weaker country"

You see Jennifer tilting her head as if she didn't understand. She just strokes her head. Jennifer, born and raised in the United States, couldn't possibly like what I'm saying. I didn't want to bother explaining, so I looked away.

"What's this, anyway? Are you suddenly looking at the Korean website?"

Jennifer's laptop in the corner of the room is floating on a portal site, reading an article... no, it's not an article, it's a Q&A.

"Well, look at this. I tried to interpret it, but it's so sad... Hehe!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Jennifer snores, shuddering at my question. I even shed tears, but then I see that I shed tears before I came in, and there is a little bit of that color around my eyes. I was curious and looked at the screen.

Of course, Jennifer doesn't understand Korean. Of course, after I've pointed out Google Translate a few times before, it turns out to be quite readable. The original Korean text on one side is interpreted in English on the other, so it looks like it was alternately viewed.

[It's so unfair and hostile!!]

"What's wrong with you? A little space, by the way... ah!"

The title of the article Jennifer read was to complain about something unfair. However, it doesn't come to my attention because I wrote it quietly. Then Jennifer pinches me.

"He wants to die because he's unfair to the rest of us, so why bother using the space?"

"No, no, no. I'm just saying, who's to say?"

I avoided looking at Jennifer with a flimsy touch. I don't like annoying things, I'm just having a hard time reading them, I'm not complaining much. I looked back at the insanely long article.

[2005.9.4 At around 8: 20 p.m., I went to pick up my wife, and she hit me for a signal violation (airbag burst, bonnet and driver's seat were damaged), and after a year of asking me, "What if I'm in a signal violation?" I went for more than two years, and I tried to get up, but my whole body aches and I can't breathe because of the aftereffects of the side punch, and the person turns around and leaves quickly.

He was admitted to the University Hospital Emergency Room with the help of a local Lecka driver, and shortly after the traffic detective and his insurance agent came to him and told him that he had left his car and fled.

The officer admitted to being a hit-and-run, and I was diagnosed with an intern after a brief emergency procedure, but later moved to a hospital and refitted for a five-week diagnosis of rib two, concussion, shoulder, neck and back contusions.

On the day of the escape, the perpetrator said that his wife, high school son, and middle school daughter had escaped, and the next day the perpetrator volunteered to go to the police station.

(Approximately)

I waited, and then one day I found out... that the hit-and-run gun fell off and fell under the Traffic Accident Exception Act, and I was fined KRW 2 million to return my license to the police.

It was so unfair and angry. I can't even do my job because I'm sick all over my life. But I don't feel like taking a day off, so... I'm crying. It's so unfair.]

"What the hell is this? Assuming that's the case, how are you going to get away with your wife and kids? Phew!"

Honestly, I was amazed. This would not have happened if it wasn't 100% genuine bean powder family. They're all packed from top to bottom. I can see what they'll become when they grow up.

"Isn't it terrible? How could you do that? They say they make a day and eat a day. She's pregnant, but she has to do the hard work."

"Yes, he is a very bad man. Then why are you wandering the streets like this?"

I agree with this article enough. When I met him in a difficult position, my body was broken and a family fell into hell. But Jennifer, in addition to this, felt angry and pitiful that she was a little over the top to cry.

"Ugh, my wife is pregnant, and I have to work more because I'm having a hard time. You can't get pregnant and work like that, and what if you get heavier? Now he can't even do his job properly... and he can't cry when he hears about it! Really…"

I felt embarrassed in Jennifer's eyes as she spoke. From what I hear, even the leading wife of the unfair story seems to be as sad as her work because she is pregnant.

Jennifer, of course, has a different mindset than the rest of our family.

Did I change a person? '

Unlike Jennifer, who is neither a Korean nor a sad, tear-watering woman, I have enough empathy in my mind, but my heart is a floating point.

I remember hearing the phrase 'heart is hot and head is cold', but in my case, both heart and head were tasted cold.

'No, it's... it's our family, isn't it? Tsk.'

But when I think about it, it's also because my house hasn't helped much for generations. However, my family is not a bad person. Even my great-grandfather could barely eat. Maybe no one succeeds because they don't want to avoid others, because they are a tight-knit family that keeps all the laws that Gandhi has and doesn't have. On the contrary, I was also stingy helping others.

"You have to fix this quickly."

"Okay, okay. I'll talk to the depot."

"No, you have to do it yourself."

"What?! By myself??"

I felt confused by Jennifer's demands. It's a little funny that I'm taking part in such a trivial matter. No, I'm not saying it's not important because it's trivial, but I need to ask my men to do it, and I don't think it's appropriate for them to do it alone. Like catching chickens with a knife or something.

"Have you ever done anything for someone else?"

She looks at me with an embarrassed look, and Jennifer asks me a ridicule. I can answer this question very easily. I blurted it out a little.

"Of course... nothing. Is that funny?"

"Heh heh heh. You know what? But we have to do something good from now on. Grandma says it's good for our kids."

Jennifer smiles as if beating me was a good thing. She cries when. I didn't hate it so much that I laughed.

"Okay. I'll take care of it. I'll take care of it."

"Really? Why don't we call the two of you and comfort them? It must have been so hard being his wife. My husband's been in the hospital for a month. I had to work day and night to take care of her, so I got very sick. Don't you feel sorry for him?"

Jennifer asks me questions, not questions, worrying about whether she's still hurt. If you heard wrong, you'd think your brother or relatives had something to do with it. Oh, my God, no. I'm capable, but I don't think it's a good idea to call helping others. Let's just say I feel sorry for you.

"Okay. Let's do something good this time."

When I thought about it, I was poor, and I wasn't interested in being rich. Of course, I donate quite a lot of money to the foundation every year, but I didn't have a special mission, I just told her to do it with Jennifer.

"Sir, thank you for coming to the foundation."

A few days later, I left Jeju Island and went to the old Seoul Station headquarters where the foundation was. Jennifer was here to work, and she made a promise the other day. When I go inside, the staff comes out and greets me.

"Now I have some time to spare and help others. It's your first time here since you started it, right? “

He goes into Jennifer's office and sits down, stabbing her in the very core. I've got a big mouth.

"Khh! Do I have to pick it up and talk about it?"

I answered, but I'm a little stabbed myself. Maybe Jennifer wouldn't have even thought of coming here if she hadn't told me. No matter how busy I was, I only visited the Johnstone Foundation once five years ago, but it was too much for me to think about. I scratched my head because I felt sleepy.

"They said they'd be here any minute. What, are you gonna interview him in person?"

Jennifer nodded her head to Jennifer's suggestion, and as she became accustomed to torturing her own foundation, she soon summoned a secretary to ask questions and expanded her glasses by listening to me as a friend.

The Johnstone Foundation is independent on the outside, but I'm still the real owner here who pays the bills. I encouraged employees by looking at some departments, all of which were very inspiring to me when I was interested.

The couple who had complained about the injustice had come to the office waiting. When I went in with Jennifer, the two couples got up in shock.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Kim Il-du."

"Yes? Yes, yes. I've seen a lot on TV. I call it double iron, double iron. This is my wife."

When I ask for a handshake, the man introduces himself, either too surprised or too stuttering. I guess he didn't tell you he was meeting me before. The woman next to him opened her surprised rabbit's eyes and lowered her head as if to say, 'Hello.'

"Today, you and I have come to resolve your concerns directly. “

"Well, what about our concerns? Yourself?"

Lee Chol opened his eyes and stuttered again as he explained the situation. You just turn Jennifer and me like you don't believe it. The same is true of the wife who stood side by side. Soon I recommended a seat and everyone sat down together.

"The victim just walked out without consent?"

"Hehe, yes. Maybe he gave money to the Lecka driver, falsified him, convicted of KRW 2 million under the Traffic Accident Waiver Act, and got his license back. The police asked for a repeat investigation, but they didn't think to listen, and the hospital said they needed more treatment, but they were discharged because they didn't have the money… but it wasn't easy to work… ugh…"

After looking at the report handed to me, I ask for the first word, and then I sigh for a moment, whether the snow is full or unfair. I didn't know it at first, but when I heard the story face to face, I was very upset.

"Ma'am, please release us from our injustice. Now, a few months later, we don't know how to live when the baby is born. I can't see him trampling our lives like this. Even if I think that this is my arm... what's going to happen to my child?"

My husband wept and my wife wept. What I never imagined would happen is still happening. When I heard more, I brought in lawyer Kim outside and the investigative staff. Either you're waiting or you're coming right in.

"Counselor Kim, let me tell you the results of the investigation."

"Yes, sir. When I did my research, I found evidence that the locker knights were getting paid. I went to the police station, and I met with the chief, and he told me that he was going to re-investigate immediately. And he was very surprised to hear that I was instructed by you."

"Really? What's the victim?"

"I used to run a small business in Yeongdeungpo, but now I think I'm making clothing and exporting from factories in Latin America. It's a small company, about five billion in revenue."

"What? That would make for a good fortune, wouldn't it? By the way, do you mean a hostile takeover without consent?"

Lawyer Kim said I have no property, but I have 2 billion in front of my wife, son and daughter. Apparently, he's the kind of guy who makes his own fortune so that he can spend money and scatter. Even after hurting others in a family of 2 billion, I tried to pay less than 10 million won and deal with only a few hundred.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk." He's a real bad guy, isn't he? '

I had no choice but to wear my tongue. I still can't believe these guys are doing this in South Korea. I thought it was supposed to be in a real drama... but it wasn't.

"Counselor, can you solve the problem?"

Jennifer, who did not understand the conversation well in Korean, asks the conclusion. That's what I'm most curious about.

"Of course, ma'am. The chief of police is probably on fire right now. In fact, when I told her that I was going to meet the victims in person, she almost panicked. I assure you we will do our best to investigate."

"Well, that's a relief. Otherwise, it's just too unfair. Well done."

"Oops, of course you did. I'll take care of it with all my credentials, so you don't have to worry."

Lawyer Kim is also a fan of the drama and takes care of everything. The way I looked at them, both inside and out, I added a word that told me to do it right.

"Lee Chol, just wait a little longer and you'll be all right. And the foundation will cover the cost of the hospital, so you need to get treatment, and you need to spend it on living expenses for a while."

I searched his pockets and gave him the 20 million won I had in my wallet. I don't usually carry money, but I received a bunch of money from the latrine to spend it on staff gatherings here, and that's all that's left.

"Yes?! They said to us..."

I couldn't take the money I gave him, but just put my hands forward and handed him over. I take it for granted.

"Do it. He doesn't need the money, but you can't refuse him in this situation. You have to think about the mother. And the child in the womb."

Jennifer steps forward and says something, looking at the two couples who are helpless. The couple nods at that, and only then do they thank you.

"Ugh, Chairman... I won't forget this grace."

"Thank you. Thank you. Huuuhhh ~ ~."

Both couples thank you for your elongation while crying. My husband grabs my hand, bows and weeps, and Jennifer pats his back while hugging his wife. Soon the wife hugs Jennifer and cries out louder.

'Ah, fuck. Why is my heart so hot…'

Suddenly, I do a good thing, so my heart flutters for no reason. I don't get much money for this, but for a while, I felt excited about something else, and the desire to solve it was disgusting. I don't know if I should set up a grievance department with the foundation.

‘Huhuhuh.I 'm a good guy, too. ’

Maybe it's because of my personality, and even in this situation, I had the wrong idea with my fist. It's totally natural.

Artwork Reviews

In the true story of the unfair nature of Naver, we put together a little bit of the soybean powder family that the author personally knew. because the whole family, like the father and wife and daughter who ran away from the story, is strange enough.

The guy I knew went into trouble, hid all his money in the name of his wife and kids and filed for bankruptcy. I heard that it wasn't just the bank who borrowed the money, but he divorced his wife so that she wouldn't pay for it.

But then there's the soybean powder.

The man who was nominally penniless asked his wife and children for money, and here they were, asking for a restraining order, saying that their father had come to them and used their livestock. I don't know how much money I got, but I couldn't afford to rent a small studio and go in.

Luckily, I have a bank account in the name of a close friend (writer's relative), and I only live in the studio for a few million won. The writer has heard a lot about the Kong Powder family, but I think it's a big deal because it happens to people who know their faces.

I don't know about the wife, but her kids got it from their dad, and they filed a restraining order to give him nothing.

Well, it smelled something when he said he couldn't go to college in Korea and went to New York to study.

If I didn't know any of this, I might not understand how the perpetrator was able to hitchhike with his wife, son and daughter, but I nod my head enough because of what actually happened around me.