The branch manager brought in a handsome young man after a while.
"Hello. He used to work with me at a securities firm.”
"Hello?"
"Nice to meet you, Choi Jae-hwan."
Choi Jae-hwan shook hands and took out his business card.
The young man was surprised to see Choi Jae-hwan's business card.
"You're the owner of the share-emperor cafe. I'm a member there."
"Haha, is that so?"
"You recommended a cellar at the cafe last time, right?”
"I did."
said the branch manager with a big smile.
"Before Jae-hwan posted on the cafe, he told us in advance that he had a pre-occupation with the Celltrion. Hahaha."
"Thank you for telling our branch manager before you post your recommendation."
"I also saw Chirashi and expected to climb up a little bit, but I never imagined it would go up that high."
The branch manager crossed his legs and said.
"I answered Jae-hwan's phone and I called a friend of the pharmaceutical company. He doesn't go to Celtrion, but he knows a lot about it.”
"What did he say?”
"Celtrion Remsima has put on the US FDA agenda, and he says it's likely to pass now. You said the results would come out in March or April, right?"
"Senior, did you grab some shares in the cellarion?"
"Catch! Zhong can't cut my hair, so only the customers bought me one."
"Haha, I see. I mean, I did, but I didn't buy it personally."
The branch manager said to the young employee, loosening his crossed legs.
"I need to go on a business trip with them for about three days.”
"Huh? A business trip? Where do you talking about?"
"I have to go to West Bank.”
"Western?"
"All I have to do is translate. It's an important interpreter and a secret interpreter, so you should go. You're not busy right now, are you?
"Yes, it is."
"They're rich people, so they'll treat you well. Go tomorrow."
"Okay, but did you book a flight to West Bank?"
"No, you do it.”
*
I was looking at the economic newspaper at the officetel and I got an international call.
"Are you Jun-shik? It's me. Holy Mother."
"Oh, did you arrive in China well? Are you calling from Shanghai?"
"From Shanghai, I'm at the airport to go to West Bank after work."
"Western?"
"The west coast of Qin Shi Huang's tomb and the Avant Palace."
"It's nice, but I'll be right back."
"You don't know why we're going to the West Bank?"
"I don't know. Is it sightseeing?"
"It's all connected to that. I only know that."
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about."
"And what stocks have you been playing with lately?”
"I'm resting."
"Well, you're so sly that you wouldn't tell me."
Stocks were really hard to let others know what they were dealing in.
There were rumors that he made money when his stocks went up, so there were many people asking him to lend money. Also, if the stocks you have go down, you are likely to become a fool.
'You're such a jerk. Why would you buy such stocks?" Because there was a chance that the pinnacle could fly.
When I didn't answer, the Virgin Mary said mischievously again.
"You have a cellulone, don't you?"
"Celtrion's too high. I didn't catch it."
"Bad! My brother posted it as a recommendation on the cafe.”
"I went into the stock emperor's cafe and saw the recommendation. But your brother posted more than one recommendation. How did you know that the Celtic would go up like that? I'm not Zhuge Liang.”
"That's true."
"Go to West Bank and let me know if you have any good news.”
This time, Hwang Byung-chul, who runs a beer bar at Geumjeong Station for the first time in a long time, called.
"Hey, I went out to the lunchbox store, too."
"Dosirak store? Oh, you mean the store next to the beer house?"
"It's a shame that we're going to have 30 million won a month in sales if we open up the shop."
"I'm not a self-employed person."
"Who's the type of self-employed? When you see the money, you run."
"Haha, that's right."
"And the shop where I asked for a jokbal restaurant in front of our store. The shop went out, and now I have a jokbal place like I said."
"Is that so?"
I don't even care. I said roughly.
"The jokbal place is on fire these days. "Firetina."
"Then why didn't you catch it?”
"If I had money, of course I would. I got support from my parents for setting up a beer house here, so who would lend me 300 million won? That's why I recommended it to you. That's too bad. What a waste."
Hwang Byung-chul really ate up his appetite, as if it was a waste.
I grinned.
[He only sees poop in his eyes, but he only sees self-employed people and I only see stocks. Everyone seems to have their own way.]
However, Hwang Byung-chul only looked at self-employed businesses and Seong-mo only looked at stocks, but somehow, he seemed to be making little money. If I hadn't been a grandmother, how could I have made money?
These days, I felt stuffy because Grandma Baek didn't show up to dream.
"Is your grandmother sulking?"
I cleaned around Shinju because I thought I lacked sincerity.
He also threw away the ashes of the incense and replaced them with new ones. And I prayed for Hyun-mong.
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