Two days later, a text message came from the village safe.
[The loan review has been decided. As agreed, the monthly payment is principal plus interest and the total amount is....]
"It's decided!"
I felt as good as jumping.
"The monthly payment is principal plus interest. Did I make such an arrangement? I don't think you've heard what the guy in charge says because you're so focused on borrowing money.”
The principal plus interest was good. However, it cost around 300,000 won per month. As the managing director of the shipping company said, earning 6 million won a month was nothing.
When I checked my bank account in the evening, I found that 12 million won was really in. Combined with my existing money, it became 15 million won.
I was thinking of borrowing the money from my brother, but I quit. My brother may not know, but he had collected more than 10 million won, but he seemed unlikely to lend it to me.
"She won't lend it to me, but rather I'll give you a slap on the face."
I was flattered when my mom came home from work.
"Mom, you're tired, isn't it? I made kimchi stew.”
"Really? Well done."
I set the table for a meal.
"Have you been home today, too?”
"Yes."
"The district office is also looking for a job, so go there."
"I decided to buy a truck and join a courier company."
"Buy a truck? With what money?"
"I have 15 million won now. I'm about five million won short and I'm trying to borrow it."
I showed my bankbook to my mom.
My mom opened her eyes wide when she saw her bank account with 15 million won.
"The frozen truck is 20 million won, but it's 5 million won short. Can you lend me your mom?”
"I'm not here right now, but let's talk when your dad comes back.”
Dad came home a little tipsy.
I told my dad about the situation and asked him to lend me 5 million won.
"Is the cold tower that expensive? Looks like it's a new car."
"You earn 600 a month, so I'll pay you back as soon as I earn the first month."
"If you invest 20 million won and earn 600 million won a month, everyone will. In the form of a private operator, you'll pay for the maintenance of your car or insurance, but does it fall that short?"
"All I have to do is not to get into an accident. I haven't had an accident in three years.”
"But the job must be really hard, can you do it?"
"I'm ready. This is the only way for our family to get up."
Dad smiled a bitter smile.
"Okay. Then try it out of experience. I'll send you 500 since you can only sell it back. Send me your account number by Kakao Talk tomorrow."
"Thank you, Dad."
I went to Daedong Transportation and made a contract.
The managing director explained the terms and conditions of the contract, but none of them came into my head in the hope of making money quickly. Looking at the 2.5 ton tower car, I liked it because it didn't seem to be long after driving.
I went to the delivery company that the managing director introduced me to and started working.
The work was really tough. It was so hectic.
First of all, it took a long time to find a house. Other articles wandered around without navigation. I said enviously, looking at the senior articles.
"You're doing fine without navigation."
"You lose all of your time watching the navigation. We need to ship it quickly."
Without much experience, I always finished my work after nine o'clock at night. The body was wrecked.
When I looked at my cell phone at night, there were two calls from Yang Sung-mo.
I called the bisexual mother.
"I'm sorry I didn't answer the phone. I'm in now."
"You must be busy with your work."
"I don't know much about geography. You'll get used to it.”
"Jun-sik! I'm thinking of working here until the end of this month."
"Why?"
"I know a brother who's a full-time stocker, and he asks me to work with him. So I'm thinking about it."
"We're just doing it. Is there a partnership?"
"I think he's connected to the operatives."
"Operating forces?"
"Yes, there's something like that.”
After a week of courier work, my whole body aches and aches.
Because I drive a 2.5-ton drive, I often go to dealerships and marts rather than to my house.
Today, I squeezed into a narrow alley and barely parked. When I got out of the car, I found an avant-garde blocking my car.
"You can't park this in front of someone else's car like this!"
I looked in the car and there was no contact number.
"No thoughtless punk has even written down his number!"
I got angry and wanted to destroy all of the avant-garde.
About an hour later, a fat lady came running.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
The owner of the avant-garde was an old lady. I wanted to curse at the shiny old lady.
On this day, I stopped my car on the road at the next delivery site and got caught in the parking lot. Because it was not delivered properly, I ran and ran at 100 kilometers from 60 kilometers. I felt uncomfortable because I felt like I was caught by a speed camera.
My body was covered with sweat and I wanted to give up 6 million won and everything under unspeakable stress. The rainy day was harder.
It's been a month.
I had pain all over my body, so I had to put on a patch.
The company earned money from calculating profits, but there was nothing left after deducting car maintenance and insurance. In addition, he could not do so when he was working at a company that was famous in Anyang, as he paid interest and principal repayment of the village treasury.
Some people who are good take more than 3 million won, but they had to work hard to do so.
"Is this the right way for me to go?"
I felt more and more skeptical about my job. To be honest, it was embarrassing for a college student to drive a truck.
I had a contact accident today.
I came into contact with a car while looking around for the delivery address. It was also a foreign car.
There were young men and women in the foreign car.
The tall man who was driving got off. After wearing slippers, he chewed gum and looked at the wound in his car.
"Sorry."
When I said I was sorry, a man my age didn't answer and just looked at the car wound. said, frowning after a long time later.
"Look straight!"
"I'm sorry."
"Mister! What are you going to do?”
The man called me uncle. I had no hair, so I looked like an old man.
"I'll take care of your insurance."
"Are we all covered by insurance?”
The woman got off because she had an argument with the man. It was a very pretty person.
The woman also got off and looked at the wound of the foreign car.
"Fortunately, there's no major damage."
The man flew into a rage.
"Do you think this car is the same as your truck? The estimate will be for a truck. What a bad luck I must be!"
"I'm sorry."
"Give me your business card! I'll put it in the garage and call you."
The man climbed into his car and said, nervously closing the door.
"A professional driver is such a sloppy driver!"
I was not the president of a private transport business but a midday job driver. It was obvious that insurance premiums would rise if the estimate was quite high after hitting a foreign car.
On the same day, I carried five bottles of liquid and my back was sore.
I got a call.
"It's me. Can you answer the phone now?”
"It's all right. Tell me quickly.”
"My dad's in an ancient hospital in Guro-dong. Drop by in the evening.”
"Hospitalization? Why?"
"He said stomach cancer."
"What?"
It was annoying. I was annoyed that my father, who couldn't give me money and only gave me poverty, had stomach cancer.
On the other hand, I felt sorry to hear that I got sick after suffering a lot.
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