I always bowed to Mrs. Baek's new week when I left work on Friday.
The temple was not kneeling down, but bowing with both hands together.
"Grandma, please always make the world happy and have a good dream."
In the past, I had no money, so I wanted to see my legendary grandpa, Baek, in my dream.
I was so desperate that he often appeared in his dreams, but these days, my prayers were few and my grandmother was not wise.
So I couldn't pray as often as I did before, but I didn't forget to pray together on Friday. It was because Saturday and Sunday were off.
When I prayed together to grandmother Baek, I felt very comfortable.
Grandmother Baek appeared on Friday night for the first time in a long time.
"Oh, Grandma."
"Have you made some money?"
"Yes, I made a lot of money thanks to my grandmother's teaching. We have 35.9 billion cash now."
"쯧쯧쯧."
"Yes?"
"Is that a lot of money?"
"I think I made a lot of money."
"Hey! I once dominated the stock market in Korea. Are you too?"
"Not yet..."
"More. Anyone born with the shining stars of Jae-sung can earn a lot and do a lot of good things.”
As my grandmother seemed to be disappearing, I quickly caught her skirt.
"Grandmother, I have a girl I like. Can I get married?”
"I'll do it if I can reach it."
"What should I do to make her like me, too? Do you want me to come to you because you have a big educational gap and you have a good personality and a famous woman?"
"A warm, broad chest, and a woman is bound to follow. Show me your true heart."
"Are you... going?"
"But what's the date today?"
"It's Friday night, August 5, 2016. It's just August."
"You have become a new month, by the way."
"Yes?"
"It means July is the lunar calendar. President Park's personality and loyalty will make the world noisy. Jeonghwa's candle will burn. You always have to think of the opposition the world is going for if you want to make money."
"Yes?"
"If it's for Make Monney, take a good look at what no one else does. Even if the world is noisy or war breaks out, there are plenty of opportunities to make money."
Grandmother disappeared again and again, leaving behind this word.
Only later did I understand my grandmother's prophecy.
It was because a massive demonstration took place on August 10 of 20,000 students who led the candlelight vigils. This is because it is a major event that will bring about the collapse of the administration.
I watched the movie alone on Saturday.
As a reclusive investor like Howard Hughes, I have always been a loner.
I have a lot of friends, but my culture didn't go well with me. The only person I wanted to get close to was Park Un-young.
Sunday has come.
I got up early, drove out and went to the car wash.
I didn't go to a gas station to wash my car, but I even washed my car at a hand wash shop that cleans the car was washed.
The luxury car was even more flashy when it was washed. Even a fly on the body of a car slipped.
There was no reply from Park Un-young to go to Anseong, but I dressed lightly and went to the cafe forest hoe in front of Hongdae.
On this day, I went out without wearing shoes. The car was parked in the nearby paid parking lot.
I waited nervously at the cafe, but Park Un-young didn't come.
I was thinking of sending a Kakao message asking if I was coming, but I quit.
I ordered coffee and kept waiting, but the appointment time was passing 10 o'clock.
Oh-gi was sitting down depressed thinking he was wrong, but he sent me a message.
[We'll be about 15 minutes late.]
It was Park Un-young's Kakao Talk.
Everything I was depressed about was blown away by this message.
The expression on his face suddenly changed bright. I quickly sent a reply.
[Come slowly, please.]
About 20 minutes later, Park Un-young appeared.
I wore sunglasses and wore a mask, and it was jeans. And he was wearing sneakers. Wearing jeans, the legs looked more stretched out.
"Welcome."
"It's late, isn't it?"
"Would you like a cup of coffee?"
"Let's just go out."
We went to the parking lot with a rather awkward expression on our faces.
When I pressed the auto key, there was a snap and the lock on the car was released.
I opened the front door and said,
"Get in!"
Park Un-young was very surprised to see Benz Maybach.
"Oh, my God! It's Benz!"
Park Un-young carefully rode the Mercedes-Benz car, which even had a flash of washing.
I took the wheel.
Only after getting into the car did Park Un-young take off her sunglasses and mask as rain. His dazzling beauty shone with even light makeup.
I thought Benz Maybach and she were a good match.
The car came out onto the riverside road.
"I'm glad it didn't rain today. It's nice to go outside."
Maybe because it's August 5th, but the holiday season is already over, so the car came out well.
The car ran without a hitch. The engine was barely audible because it was a new car.
asked Park Un-yong.
"It's expensive, isn't it?"”
"About 300 million."
"Oh, my God!"
Such cars were difficult for KBS executives to ride, which neither the head of the announcer's office nor the head of the headquarters nor the president dared to ride.
I looked at Park Un-young and said,
"It's a company car. It's in the name of the corporation name. The staff bought it for me."
"The fund company seems to be making a lot of money."
"Well, it's still going well, with no losses."
A fragrant smell seemed to be transmitted from Park Un-yeong on the side.
I thanked God and Mrs. Baek.
It was like a dream to go outside with Park Un-yeong next to me.
Park Un-young seemed to be in a good mood to ride the Mercedes-Benz Maybach, which she had never thought of.
It was a slightly redolent look.
"What's your company, Morgan Tech?"
"It's a company that produces electronic components. Things are going into Samsung."
"You said it was a KOSDAQ listed company, right?"
"Yes, we have a factory in western China and we are planning to build one in Vietnam this time."
"In West Bank, there is Qin Shi Huang Tomb, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"Have you been there?”
"No, I'll come with you later."
Park Un-young just smiled.
"But how much money do I have to invest there to move out?”
"I'm not a rising director since I was a member of the company. He's just a financial investor. I own 3.5 million shares in the company."
3.5 million shares? Then how much is it?"
"This time, I bought the shares for 9.1 billion won, down from 3,400 won a share."
"Oh, my God! 11.9 billion?"
Park Un-young looked at me and looked really surprised.
"It's all customers' money. We're just putting our clients' money in a place that's worth the money."
"Then you must have invested in that Morgang Tech because it's worth the money."
"Yes, the stock price is going up and down from 3,000 won to 3,500 won, and by the end of the year, it will surpass 4,000 won."
"Then I'll have to buy a million won worth of Morgang Tech shares. Ho Ho Ho."
As we talked about this, Ahn Sung-El is almost here.
I was worried that Anseong Galbi restaurant was closed today because it was Sunday, but fortunately the restaurant was open.
I ordered galbi.
Unyeong Park said it was delicious and ate it very well.
"Would you like a bottle of beer?"
"I don't like beer because it's daytime, but I'd like to order a bottle of coke.”
"I drive too, so let's have coke instead of beer."
We tore the ribs over coke.
The guests in the next seat murmured.
"This is KBS announcer Park Un-young!"
"It's really very pretty."
"I'll have to ask for a sign.”
Two of the guests took their autographs.
A high school girl who followed her parents to a restaurant has asked Park Un-young to take a picture with her. Park Un-young took a picture with me instead of eating galbi.
As expected, the star was uncomfortable. I was sorry.
This time, the owner of the restaurant took another bite.
"I'm a fan of announcer Park Un-young. Please sign on the wall to celebrate your visit to my house."
The owner even brought the marker to ask for its autograph.
I could hear the guests talking.
"The man in front of you must be a second-generation tycoon, right?"
"That's the shape. The Benz Maybach in front of us is the car that those people drove in."
"Isn't he an entertainer?"
"I don't think it's a man. I think he's the second generation of chaebol.
I laughed inwardly.
However, hearing the voice of the second generation of chaebol, I felt not bad.
My father, who is a Chang-ho Gong, suddenly became a chaebol and I became the second generation of his son.
We got out of the galbi restaurant.
I asked.
"Was it all right? The galbi restaurant?"
"Yes, it was good. I'd like to come back one day."
"Then I'll pick you up again."
Park Un-young laughed.
"Mr. Unyoung! But you're uncomfortable, aren't you? They recognize it, they chatter, they want to take pictures together."
"I can't help it. I play the role of an announcer.
"You seem very satisfied with your job. It's good to be satisfied."
"No, I'm not satisfied. I wanted to be a university professor. So it was so nice to come here and give a special lecture at the College of Broadcast Arts in Anseong."
"Really? Then let's look around the reservoir and go to the university.”
"Okay."
I took Park Un-young to the house I saw last time and showed her dexterity.
"Oh, my! Pretty."
I stretched out my arms to pick one of the flowers. shouted Park Un-young.
"Don't bend it. I'm sad!"
The flower that loses its silhouette looked really sad and pathetic.
I heard there was a big lake near here.
The sign indicated the direction to the gold mine reservoir.
I pulled the steering wheel towards the reservoir. The reservoir was bigger than I thought.
"Oh my! That's cool!"
Seeing the lake, Park Un-yeong loved it so much.
I stopped the car when I saw Park Un-young like it.
"That's cool. Shall we walk together?”
We walked along a grassy path.
The scorching sun in summer was too hot.
"The path over there is shady."
We entered a shady path.
I could only hear the sound of birds in this deserted place.
There were many short wildflowers blooming along the street. Neungso was here too.
"Oh, my! Pretty flowers!"
Park Un-young picked the dog leaf next to the road and bit it on the leaf.
And began to hum. It was a wild flower sung by Park Hyo-shin.
[A white-blooded ice flower]
in the sweet wind and out in the face
I didn't know a name I couldn't say.
The days gone by, the tears flow.
Hiding in the cold wind.
warm oneself in a ray of sunshine
So you come to me again.]
I called Park Un-young.
"Mr. Unyoung!"
Park Un-young looked me in the face quietly.
I hugged Park Un-young and said,
"I'll be a ray of sunshine. I'll always stand by you and be a ray of sunshine to protect you."
I hugged Park Un-young more. And kissed.
"Who's watching!"
"No one!"
I just wanted to lay Park Un-young on the grass.
And they wanted to lie on the grass and look up at the sky.
Park Un-young pushed me away and ran to where I had parked my car.
I stroked my lips. The first kiss felt really sweet.
"Now go home in front of the College of Broadcast Arts!"
I pressed the navigation.
"What's the name of the school?”
"Dong-A University of Broadcast Arts."
I also hummed Park Hyo-shin's wildflowers and drove.
After a while, I asked.
"What year was Eunyeong born?"
"You're old. I was born in 2000. What about Mr. Choi?
"I'm two years older. Don't call me CEO Choi, call me brother. 'Cause I'm two years older!'
Park Un-young just smiled.
I grabbed Park Un-young's hand.
"Call me! It's my brother!"
"It's dangerous to drive with one hand! Let go of your hand!"
"If you don't call me, I'll keep driving with one hand!"
"Yes, then. Brother."
"Thank you"
I pulled Park Un-yong's hand and kissed him on the back of his hand.
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