I made a stock cafe as my grandmother said.
It was created by going into a popular portal site.
I've made a hobby cafe before, so I made it quickly.
"Heehee, I didn't make a lot of bulletin boards like a famous cafe, but I got it right."
The bulletin board included today's market conditions, feature stocks, major disclosures, basic chart analysis, free recommendation, free bulletin board, and application for entry. The number of bulletin boards seemed simple.
Except for free recommendation stocks, most of the rest had to collect and post economic newspapers and Internet data. The basic chart analysis will be copied from the book that I studied in Sillim-dong Goshichon.
"The problem is the free recommendation board. Kick-kick, what kind of talent am I going to find out?"
I thought of asking the Virgin Mary for help. But soon he quit.
"The Virgin Mary will laugh at me for making a cafe by someone with no skills.”
The free recommendation will be made on the Internet or in economic newspapers and uploaded secretly.
"I don't know any of the company's high-ranking officials, and you don't have any information? I'll wait on the floor, and when the charts start trading, I'll recommend it."
Then, unfortunately, I decided to delete the post if the recommendation was omitted.
"Heehee, the cafe is wonderful. It's wonderful even if I made it."
I wrote the fat that called Mrs. Baek on old-fashioned Korean paper.
When I was young, I remembered that I wrote the province I saw at my uncle's house on Korean paper. Hanji went to Insadong and bought it.
I hung a picture of the fat written on Korean paper because I was afraid my family would think it was weird.
Before going to bed, I only took off the painting for a while when I bowed to the countryside to call Grandma Baek out of my dreams.
I bowed to the countryside at 1 p.m. today because I was late to sleep making a cafe.
[Hyun Old Lady Insuwon Baek Yi-yeop Sin-wi]
I bowed and then knelt down and looked at the fat and said,
"Grandma, I made a stock cafe. I don't know if there are any members, but I feel good after making it. May you teach me tonight as well.“
Certainly, I felt good when I went to bed with a bow and a wish. My head seemed to clear up, too. This is why religious people pray.
Grandmother Baek appeared at night.
"Grandmother, the three events you took at the lecture really hit the ceiling."
"Did you? You didn't catch it, did you?”
"I didn't have time to work, and it was difficult to get in because it was already at the ceiling."
"I bet. Ants can't eat. So don't be greedy and buy blue-chip stocks and bury them.”
"Grandma, you can do that if you have a lot of money, but I don't have any. How many years do you mean I have to put it in a blue-chip stock and wait?"
"Then look at the stocks that burst into trading volume. Or ride on the theme stocks. But I don't like this way."
"But why did the event you took at the lecture go up so much?"
"What was the event?"
"They were Korea-U.S. Pharmaceuticals, Solgo Bio, and Virtual Tech."
"Korea-U.S. Pharmaceuticals must have sensed that the forces had not yet been able to shake it off. There's a lot of things that eat investorism that go up one more time."
"Oh, yes..."
"And small stocks like Solgo Bio and Virtual Tech are small accounts, where forces can play around. But you can't taste it."
"Why? All you have to do is make money, right?
"You bastard! You could fail big if you do something wrong. If you're no longer lucky, go to jail."
"Is that so?"
"You don't have to go out with the operatives. Be careful."
"Okay, Grandma. Oh, and I made a stock cafe."
"Good job."
"What's the point of making it? There won't be any members coming in."
"Don't you know your inner workings are piling up, even if you don't have much members?"
"Yes?"
"You studied while buying stock books in Sillim-dong Goshichon, didn't you?"
"I did."
"That's level one. And we've been failing in our dealings, and we've reached level two."
"Will it go up in the event of failure?"
"You bastard! Failure is also a study! You failed and your inner workings piled up. Now that you've made a cafe, you'll be level 3 in 3 months.”
"Really?"
"When you're done with the construction site Doctor, you'll be level three. Now I'm going to touch some money."
I felt good at the sound of touching money.
"I wish it were! Grandma!"
"Is that all? Your health has improved, too. You became healthy because you were working as a doctor at the construction site and you bowed to the fat on the wall every day. That's all exercise!"
"Well, I guess that's the case."
"You don't know much, but look in the mirror. All your shit belly's in it. That's how it works to bow every day. You don't need diet pills.”
"Hehe, thank you."
"In the future, if you make more than three levels and make some money, you'll be fine with just the thinning of your hair.”
"Yes?"
"Slightly bald bangs. You can get a hair transplant. Then you're gonna have a reincarnation."
"What? What did you say?"
"Don't you know transgolta (: looks are so new and beautiful compared to before)? "You didn't study when you were in college and saw a lot of martial arts, so I see that you're going to be an old man like a child."
"You're saying I'm going to be like that?”
"I don't know yet. You need to build more inner space to raise the level.”
Then the grandmother disappeared.
It's morning. A dream came to my mind last night.
"You did a good job creating a cafe, regardless of the number of members? You're going up? So I'm a transgender? Hehe, you don't feel bad.”
I felt good.
But I borrowed the form of a dream, but I didn't know it was actually the result of my imagination. It's a phenomenon that I keep thinking about my grandmother and obsess over her for a long time.
I didn't know that I was talking and shaping what I wanted to say in the form of a dream.
Mom knocked on my door.
"Did you wake up? Do you want me to set you up?”
"No, if you have ramen, please make me one.”
Mom brought ramen. My mom's raccoon ramen was always delicious.
said my mother, who was watching me eating ramen.
"The economic newspaper hasn't come in yet."
I had forgotten to deliver the Economic Daily.
"Oh, dear."
"There are so many furniture living here that I don't know who won't pick it up when the newspaper comes in the morning."
My mother seemed to have a point, too.
I also remembered the words that my younger brother laughed at.
[Yes, if you look at the economic newspaper here, the people upstairs will laugh at you like your brother, right? Let's buy a newspaper from a convenience store these days.]
"Leave it alone, Mom. I'll buy it from the convenience store when I come back from work."
"Can I?"
"I think that's better. You can also choose different types of economic newspapers, so that would be good.”
I bought the economic newspaper from a convenience store near the subway station in Sillim-dong.
Sometimes I bought two or three copies. And when there was a good article, I posted it on the cafe I made.
My economic knowledge has grown as I read two economic newspapers every day.
My dad thought positively that I read the newspaper hard. The guy who used to only look at his cell phone or computer has been reading the economic newspaper for a long time.
I didn't know that my inner workings were growing fast.
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