Park Un-young said.
"This is close to my house. So when I was in college, I wrote reports here."
"Oh, is your house near here? I don't think this is a residential area."
This time, said Hwang Mi-na.
"They're rich. This used to be a residential area. If you go to Sinchon, your house is in Seogyo-dong. He used to have a yard and look great, but now his father has built a four-story building. I was trying to get a rent."
"Oh, really?"
"Unyeong! You're over five billion won in your house, aren't you?"
"I don't know. I heard that my father got a lot of loans when he was building the building, so the interest was going to be a little too much.”
I asked.
"What did your father do?"
"I went to the Bank of Korea. He retired after serving as a manager.”
I saw Park Un-young as a middle-class family member, though not rich. It seemed to me that I grew up in Wolse, an old coalition in Sillim-dong, had a very different environment.
This time, asked Park Un-young.
"What did Choi's father do?”
"My father..."
It was embarrassing to say. But I didn't think there was any need to deceive me.
"You worked on the window construction. You registered yourself as a business operator.”
Next to her, Hwang Mi-na made a fuss.
"Oh, my God! You did something similar to my father. My dad was a carpenter! My late father had everything he couldn't make. That's why I'm taking over the blood and making a drama right now! I even hammer myself when I decorate the set!"
Hwang Mi-na always seemed unpretentious. I've always been on the run. I smiled.
Park Un-young said.
"That's why I wanted to major in interior design. I had a different sense of beauty."
"I think that's what the atmosphere is like."
said Hwang Mi-na with a big smile.
"You've gained weight, so you're a pig. Pretty pig!"
All three of us laughed.
Outside the window, darkness seemed to gradually fall.
Hwang Mi-na stood up with her horn-rimmed glasses.
"Let's go! Let's have green onion pancakes with rice wine. I'm getting hungry now.”
We went to the restaurant near the hoe in the woods of the cafe. The restaurant owner recognized Hwang Mi-na. He smiled gladly.
"Oh? Mr. Mina has a handsome male guest today?"
"I've also brought a handsome female guest!"
"Mr. Un-young, I know, since I was in school?"
There was delicious pajeon and makgeolli.
The makgeolli glass was a crumpled quilt. In a house like this one, a squashed sheep seemed to fit better.
The two women ate better than I thought. I also drank makgeolli well.
I didn't have enough snacks, so I ordered more squid stir-fried noodles and acorn jelly. I ordered another green onion pancake.
said the hostess to Hwang Mi-na.
"Can I just order like this?”
"Don't worry. The handsome guy in front is the president of a private equity firm."
"Samo, what?"
"Fund!"
The old lady looked at me with a puzzled look. He didn't seem to know much about private equity funds.
We bumped our glasses of makgeolli against each other.
"For the drama!"
Hwang Mi-na drank alcohol at a gulp. I rested in the middle of my drink and Hwang Mi-na seemed to have a strong drink.
"Oh, it tastes good. Life is drama! What is Mr. Choi doing? Empty your glass!"
"What? Oh, yeah."
"If I had known Choi was coming, I wouldn't have asked Oh Mi Hyang to come out."
"He doesn't come here very often because his house is on the Banpo side."
It turned out that Hwang Mi-na also knew O Mi-hyang well.
Hwang Mi-na told me.
"Don't worry about the drama. The ratings will be over 15%. The main actor, Zhang, is also grumpy sometimes, but he's doing a good job."
"What's wrong with Zhang?"
"It's very stressful for our staff because they're a little uptight. Of course, I'm not a writer and director, but I'm not a big deal to assistant directors or people in charge of lighting. She knows a lot about G Group 2!"
Park Un-young seemed to flinch when the story of G Group II came out.
Hwang Mi-na looked at Park Un-young and said,
"I hear you have a marriage to a second-generation G-group! I joined the broadcasting station today and the director of the announcer's room said that. I heard there's a rumor that you're going to have a blind date.”
I was greatly surprised to hear that Park Un-young had a wedding word with G Group II.
Park Un-young said after a sip of alcohol.
"It's choking!"
"Another Gangmyo approached you, right? Right?"
"That's right."
"Is she an actress by profession? Is she a matchmaker? Well, I heard that she earns a lot more than she earns as an actor."
"Last week you asked me to come and see you, but I refused. Isn't G Group II the one who is rumored to be a rascal?"
"Be careful of the Gangmyo. She's rumored to be very persistent. Or save a man quickly!"
"I don't want to get married!"
Hwang Mi-na picked up her glass and said, bumping into my glass.
"I'm sorry, we're talking amongst ourselves.
"No."
"Fund companies are under a lot of stress, aren't they?" Aren't you stressed if you can't increase the amount of money left to your clients?"
"But we're still doing well."
"I think I'd be more stressed out about rolling out money and making profits than making a drama. Come to think of it, I don't think there's an easy job.”
"I think it's going to be harder for me to make dramas or be an announcer than to run a fund company."
We drank a lot on this day.
I drank four bottles of jangsu makgeolli.
I drank makgeolli and my stomach kept pounding and burping.
I saw in a book that when you were dating, you were told to drink spirits rather than pop alcohol. But I drank a lot of makgeolli today.
In fact, makgeolli and soju were more suitable for this place, where there are many young artists.
I think we drank a lot. We came out.
Hwang Mi-na's house is Gongdeok-dong, Mapo-gu, and she said she would walk to Hapjeong Station to ride the subway.
"Isn't Hapjeong Station far from here?"
"It's a perfect distance to walk here after a drink. I get sober when I walk. Hahahahaha."
Hwang Mi-na was just like a man at times like this.
Park Un-young also said she would walk because her home is not far away.
Park Un-young didn't wear a mask because she drank alcohol. I didn't have to wear a mask because of the darkness.
I was drunk and wanted to walk a little. I was thinking of going to Hongdae, but Hwang Mi-na slapped me on the back.
"What are you doing? The operation should take you away?"
"What? Well, I will."
I walked next to Park Un-young.
Hwang Mi-na put her hands together in her mouth and shouted.
"Bye, you two!"
[Both of you are going well?]]
Hwang Mi-na's words seemed to have many meanings.
Park Un-young and I looked back.
Hwang Mi-na raised her right hand and shook it from the other side of the alley.
I said as I walked with Park Un-young.
"I think Hwang Mi-na is simple and has a good personality."
"Yes, good friend. He's talented. The station tried to keep him. But she said she had to raise the house and left."
"Do you raise the house?"
"My father passed away in high school. Mina has been playing the role of the most because she's not feeling well."
"I see. You must be a man of strong will."
After a short pause, I said again.
"What a good night. It's fascinating to walk with a star with the best intelligence and beauty in the country."
"Ho-ho, you're a good joke. There are more people with intelligence and beauty than I do."
"No, I think Eun-young is the best."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Isn't Mr. Choi the man with the best intelligence and appearance?"
"Intelligent.... I didn't study in Ivy League schools like the son of Group G, nor did I graduate from Seoul National University like you."
"By the way, what college did Mr. Choi go to?”
I had a feeling that something had arrived.
I wondered if this was all I had to do with Park Un-young. It occurred to me that it would be natural for Park Un-young to have a relationship with the second generation of Group G, who is rich, talented, and well-educated.
In conclusion, I'm the same kind of person as Yang Sung-mo and Hwang Byung-chul.
In other words, would Yang Sung-mo and Hwang Byung-chul match Park Un-young?
I said in a small voice at the end of my resignation.
"I didn't go to a good school."
"Where are you? Hongdae?"
"Hongdae would be nice? I went to a jijapdae. I went to OOO University in Chungnam."
"Oh, really?"
"Now I'm the president of a fund company and I've made quite a bit of money. However, when I was in school, my family was not as well as Hwang Mi-na. So the environment was bad, and I wasn't very active in my studies."
"I see."
I felt relieved to talk about my school.
Even if the relationship with Park was broken, I couldn't deceive everything, I showed everything as it was.
I thought it was already broken, so I spoke frankly.
"The truth is, I... Park Unyeong really liked it. The family, the appearance, the academic background, everything doesn't fit, but... Any young person would have the same feelings as me if they saw Park Un-young."
I was in a good mood when I was talking.
Park Un-young said.
"What's the use of family or appearance or academic background? Look at Hwang Mi-na. You're a woman, but you want to start a family, right? I like someone who works hard in any field and stands tall in that field."
"Are you really......?"
"Even if I graduated from Seoul National University, some people marry baseball players or soccer players. Some people marry singers."
I gave a cynical smile.
"Experts and singers have talent. I'm..."
"Don't say that. I was surprised to see Choi stand on his own feet at a young age and lend Hwang Mi-na a huge 2 billion."
"Is that a surprise?"
"The person who lent money to Hwang Mi-na was neither a senior from Seoul National University nor a graduate of foreign studies, but it was Choi."
"Well, that's."
"Hwang Mi-na said that although a small number of people at the International Financial Center in the heart of Yeouido, the CEO of the company, who is hiring elite employees, is a mystery."
"Well, can I, uh, like you?”
"Favorite is free. I don't know if I'll like Choi or not."
I took Park Un-young's hands in a drunken mood.
"Mr. Unyoung!"
"Oh, my God!"
Park Un-young was surprised.
"I'll try until you like me.”
Park Un-young said as she pulled out her caught hand.
"From here on out, people I know in the neighborhood may pass by. Let's break up here. I had a great time today."
"I'll text you. Call me whenever you feel tired or lonely. Let's meet every Friday at the cafe in the woods we met today. Meet like a pickaxe in the woods."
Park Un-young laughed at the sound of a pickaxe.
I stood at the entrance to the alley until Park Un-yong's figure disappeared.
From afar, it seemed like Park Un-young turned around and looked this way. I raised my right hand and shook it. Park Un-young also waved.
It occurred to me that Park Un-young is not being harsh on me, whether she likes me or not.
It occurred to me that there might be hope.
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