It's the day Junhee leaves the country.
Dad only said a short greeting to Junhee on his way out in the morning.
"Studying hard and bear well even if it's hard."
"Yes."
Dad patted Jun-hee on the shoulder and left.
I asked Jun-hee.
"Did you say the departure time from Incheon Airport is 4 p.m.?
"That's right. It's a Korean Air flight to San Francisco."
"Then what time should I go out to the office and come back?”
"Can't you come by 1 p.m.?”
Mother objected.
"How do you know what will happen on the way? I heard it's better to get out of the airport in advance."
I was going to come home after lunch, but my mom had a point, so I decided to come early.
"I'll be back by 12 o'clock, then. Let's have lunch at the airport."
1/15
I went to work in the office.
Soon after work, Song came.
Song stopped by the bank and brought some withdrawals altogether.
When I handed over my bankbook, Song asked me to stamp the withdrawal slip.
"I have to pay the rent for the Yeouido office. I'll just withdraw 10 million won."
"Isn't 10 percent of the 150 million won deposit worth 15 million won?"
"The deposit is usually 10%, but I'll give you 10 million won."
I spent ten million won on the withdrawal slip and stamped it.
"I'm not in the office in the afternoon. I have to go to Incheon International Airport."
"Oh, is that so? Then I'll come out tomorrow morning and let you know."
After Song went out, I saw the stock market in the office.
With the rise of the Dow and Nasdaq, the domestic stock market did not seem to be bad either.
Still, rising stocks rose, but falling stocks fell.
I went home around 12 o'clock while surfing the Internet in the office.
Jun-hee prepared a large suitcase and backpack that she carries around.
The bags were as heavy as a rock what was put in.
Mom made all sorts of shapes as if she were going to a party. I even put on makeup.
"Why did you dress up like that on your way to the airport?" You're even wearing a necklace."
"Hehe. There are a lot of stylish people at the airport, so I'll save Jun-hee's face."
Mom looked tacky even though she was shaped like a pot.
I picked up Jun-hee's bag and loaded it into the trunk.
I thought it would be hard for a woman to carry around.
"Don't buy things at duty-free shops on your way out of the airport. The bag is going to explode."
"Nothing matters."
"But why is the bag so heavy? I think there's a rock in it."
"Because I have a lot of books."
I went to Incheon International Airport with Junhee and my mom.
Jun-hee looked out of the car window without saying anything, and only her mother kept talking.
I asked Jun-hee to stop her mother.
"Can I go to Berkeley as soon as I get to San Francisco?"
"If we leave at 4 p.m. this afternoon, San Francisco will probably fall at 9 a.m. tomorrow."
"You won't have to stay in San Francisco."
"They said we could use a high-speed subway bar in San Francisco."
"Who said you were coming to the airport?"
"Yes, sir, I've decided to come out."
We got off at the airport and ate bibimbap.
Jun-hee was worried about her future, so she couldn't eat properly, but her mother's appetite was so strong that she even ate Jun-hee's rice.
I changed 1 million won from the bank in the airport into dollars and gave it to Junhee.
"Use your pocket money."
"I have money..."
Jun-hee hesitated and got money.
"You have time, but go into the departure hall in advance."
I thought it would be better to let Jun-hee be alone, so I had to go into the departure hall in advance. Mother hugged Jun-hee and burst into tears.
I was irritated.
"Oh, shame on you, Mom?"
Jun-hee smiled and reached out her hand to me.
"I'll be back safely. You're healthy, too.”
I waved my held hand. Then he patted me on the back.
When I lived in Sillim-dong, I fought almost every day, but I was worried that I would go far away. When I went to Jijapdae, I looked very great when I saw Jun-hee, but today I saw him as small.
Jun-hee looked at her mother and saw dewdrops forming around her eyes.
"Hurry in."
Mom and I waved until Jun-hee disappeared.
Mom sniffed in the returning car.
Then he would suddenly ask me questions as if he had cried.
"What Junhee ate is not good enough, so you're giving her in-flight meals, right?”
Mom suddenly changes her facial expression 180 degrees and talks about something else.
I thought it would have been nice to be a theater actor.
"Hey, but Incheon Airport is very good. I've been to Gimpo Airport, but it's my first time at Incheon Airport.”
Come to think of it, my mom or dad or I didn't have a proper trip abroad trip.
Since I made money, I thought I should go abroad at least once.
"Mom, you've never been abroad, have you?”
"If I live with your father, I'll die without ever going abroad in my life.”
"Go and see."
"Will your dad go? He's a workaholic!"
I decided to let my mom and dad travel to China.
There's a call from the Virgin Mary.
"Are you Jun-shik?"
"Did it appear on the court's website that you've got Mockang Tech litigation documents?"
"No, it's not that. Su-cheol is buying a drink."
"Suchul?"
Lee Soo-chul was an alumnus of a paper company.
"He got the wedding date and called to say he'd buy me a drink."
"You'll be busy preparing for the wedding. What kind of drinks do you buy?"
"It's because I'm afraid we're not coming to the wedding."
"No way."
"Let's meet Byung-chul at Geumjeong Station at the store tomorrow evening."
"Does Hyung-suk come to study for the labor attorney exam?"
"I'll call you to come."
"Yes, I see."
When I came to work the next day, Song brought me the contract.
"Office contract."
When did you decide to vacate the office?“
"The first people moved out last week. It's empty now."
"Really? Then I'll be able to watch without paying the balance, right?”
"Yes, you can talk to the janitor."
I called Mr. Jang on the spot.
"Let's go to the office. It's empty now."
"Really? When would be a good time for you?"
"How are you today?"
"Yes, that's good."
"Then come to Yeouido IFC Starbucks by 12."
Under Song's guidance, I took a look at the office we were going to enter with Chang. Chang.
Manager Chang was surprised to see the office.
"Wow, that's great. The interior and the furniture are all there."
The office was really luxurious.
The interior has been made elegant and useful.
There was a small conference room and a separate president's office.
"Wow, that's awesome! I can see the whole Yeouido area."
Manager Chang loved it so much. Song was also opening his mouth because he liked it.
The outlook for the president's office was better. It was because the rent was expensive, but I thought I'd do better if I worked here.
Chang, who toured the office, said.
"I think we can just use your furniture. I'll do the telecommunications security."
"Change your desk. I think the previous company left it behind, but I don't know about anything else, but they switch desks and chairs. It's just a mood issue."
"That's too bad."
"You can use the rest as it is. And Song put a copperplate sign in front of the office. Please write JS Invest Korea in Korean and write the name in English below."
"Okay."
"And now you can put the address here and print it out. If you come this way, you'll have to raise your rank one by one, so make sure you don't forget to mark Jang as deputy chief and Song and Jung as section chief."
Manager Chang and Assistant Manager Song had a very fond look at my words.
Song put on his glasses again and said,
"Mr. President, I'll be back in the afternoon after I change my corporate address and business registration address."
"Go ahead. And the office is vacant, so make sure you pay the balance tomorrow."
"Okay."
Then I left my bank account and seal to Mr. Song.
The three entered a restaurant in IFC Mall. We broke up after having lunch with tuna bibimbap and grilled mackerel.
I came back to Gasan Digital Complex area officetel.
When I first came into the officetel here, I thought it was too big to use by myself. But after looking at Yeouido office, he looked very shabby.
"As expected, good energy must flow where you work.”
I called Gasan Digital Complex's officetel renter and real estate. I told him that I had to move because of the expansion of my business expansion.
Now, Jang and Song will take care of the problems of cleaning up the Yeouido office.
All I had to do was take some of my luggage and Mrs. Baek's memorial tablet on the day I moved out.
I sat in my office chair and didn't want to work.
I had to turn on the Internet and go to HTS to check the stock market, but I hated it. Maybe it was because I was excited to say that I was moving my office.
I've been out and about and decided to go home.
I left the officetel.
I was thinking about where to go and wanted to visit the shaman's house in Sillim-dong again.
The shaman of Seonhwadang, who said she would serve Mrs. Yonggung, seemed to give a hint to summon Mrs. Baek.
[Let's meet a shaman named Sunhwadang in Shillim-dong. If you move to Yeouido, it may be harder to meet you. Let's go.]
I went to the basement garage and drove out. And I drove to Samsung market in Sillim-dong.
A shaman named Sunhwadang will be at home today.]
I stopped at the paid parking lot at the entrance of the market and walked up to the market.
Then, he went into an alley and went to a shaman house with a Seonhwadang sign.
The door of the shaman's house was open.
[You're home today!]
I went in with a buzzing sound.
"Are you there?"
"Who?"
A woman in her late fifties appeared from inside. It was a woman I saw once in my mom's restaurant. The woman didn't recognize me.
Perhaps because a neatly dressed young man came, the woman was wary of me.
"Where are you from?"
"I'm here to ask you something."
"Are you from the station?"
"No, I'm here to hear from you about starting a new business."
"Are you a Seoul National University faculty member?"
In the woman's eyes, I didn't seem to be a person who studied the exam.
I was dressed well and had a good complexion, so I thought I was an employee of a broadcasting station or a faculty member of Seoul National University.
"No."
"You don't look like a test taker."
This place was close to the goshi village, so it seemed that a frustrating long-term student could be heard from time to time.
"Come in."
I went into the old room. Perhaps because it was a shaman's house, there was also a new party.
Lady Muyeo, who looks like Mrs. Yonggung, was also hung on the wall. There were also many colorful harmonies. I called a woman a teacher.
"I came here because someone said you were good."
"Ho-ho, is that so?"
"I'm starting a new business. That's why I'm looking for a new job."
"What's your date of birth?“
I met my birth date.
The woman shook the shaman's bell and then closed her eyes.
And muttered something for a long time. Then he flipped the five-bang flag in front of my face.
"Business is good. It's okay."
I played along with him.
"I'm glad you like it."
"Maybe if it started in the year of Eulmi (2015), it would have been smashed. It's great to start in 2016 after Ipchun."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Yes. It must be what Mrs. Yonggung says."
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