Choi Yuna and Hong Ji-young looked like they were reminded of famous handsome actors.

"So tomorrow we're going to go and meet the actor?”

"I don't know if you'll meet him or not, but meet with writer Hwang Mi-na tomorrow."

"Okay, we'll come with you."

"There's a fact that I invested 2 billion won in making his drama."

"Dangerous couples?"

"Yes, of course, I've got all the money I've invested in. So I decided to say that I could make a congratulatory speech with the support of dangerous couples from JS Invest."

"If the actor really comes, I think this event can be different. He's a very famous handsome actor and he's very popular."

"If he comes and gives me a congratulatory speech, I'll give him 10 million won."

"10 million won? Then I think we need a lot of overseas fund investors."

"Don't feel too much pressure. If the expenses were broken, would it only cost you more to invite actors, pay for advertising, and rent an auditorium? Do as you are."

"Okay."

"And when you get a location, write a draft for an ad in the Economic Daily. In fact, there may be more people who come to the presentation than the members of Mom Cafe."

"Okay."

I also called Kim Hyung-sook, the accountant.

At the meeting of Choi Yuna and Hong Ji-young, I thought it would be better to tell Kim Hyung-sook about the security support.

Kim Hyung-sook came in.

"Sit down."

Mr. Kim Hyung-sook sat down.

Three women sat across from me with the table in the middle.

They are preparing writing instruments and taking notes of what I'm talking about, but they are great talents one by one.

First of all, Kim Hyung-sook was a talented person who passed the difficult exam, the tax accountant exam.

Hong Ji-young was also a talented person who graduated from a good university and passed the labor exam at the age of her terms and conditions.

Choi Yuna was also a talented graduate of a prestigious university in the U.S.

Frankly speaking, they were incomparable to me.

I was beating them with money and rank rather than ability or character.

I looked at Mr. Kim Hyung-sook with a smile and said,

"Now Choi Yuna and Hong Ji-young are planning an investor relations session."

"I've heard about it."

"But we're going to have a big presentation. We are going to invite famous celebrities and advertise in the economic newspaper. Please help us get the most out of this event."

"Okay. All I have to do is bring the receipt and give it to the boss's signature."

"If you would like me to pay for my work even before I get my receipt, please do so."

"Okay, I will."

Choi Yuna and Hong Ji-young smiled at my request for funding.

I looked at Mr. Kim Hyung-sook and kept saying.

"And this time, our unique account has been boosted by investing in theme stocks. I told you to transfer 20 million won out of that to the company's operating account that Mr. Kim Hyung-sook has, so you should know that."

"Okay."

Choi Yuna smiled again at the news that the money in her own account had risen.

"And Mr. Choi!"

Choi Yuna, who smiled, was surprised and answered loudly.

"Yes! Boss!"

"People who come to the investor relations session won't be able to afford to invest 500 million won, the basic unit of the fund. In fact, there's no one in this country who has 500 million financial assets other than apartments."

"That's right. Our poor performance in attracting funds is one reason, in fact, too much money."

"So why don't we run a fund? You've heard of Japon, haven't you?

"Yes, I do. I was thinking of telling the boss that, too. We're going to attract people who invest tens of millions of won to create a 500 million won fund. And we run that fund."

"Yes."

"Of course, these funds are overseas funds, so those parent funds are investing in companies that are not affected by Trump's trade disputes among those that are in the S&P500 index of the United States."

"It is Choi Yuna's ability to make a profit by investing in U.S. stocks. Isn't the current analysis of U.S. stocks the most expert in our J.S. Invest?"

"Thank you, sir, but we're not experts yet."

"Then let's make a good one, Choi Yuna, Hong Ji-young, and Kim Hyung-sook, who will support the event."

"First of all, I'll try to find a place. I've been to Meritch Tower Amoris Hall before, so I think I just need to make a reservation."

"Go ahead."

"We need to know the celebrity schedule to give the congratulatory speech, so Amoris Hall will not confirm the contract. I'll just ask you when you're free."

"It's up to you from now on."

"Okay."

All three returned to their seats and began to move busily.

I called Mr. Choi Yuna again.

"Did Chief Jung or Chief Song tell you how much our unique account has increased this time?"

"I haven't heard yet."

"The current increase is 9.72 billion won. I told you to take 20 million won out of the company's operating funds, so just know there's 9.7 billion."

"Okay."

"In that case, Choi Yuna's share will be 194 million won, because she has 2% of the shares."

Choi Yuna looked surprised.

"If the company is disbanded now, it means that Choi Yu-na will pay 194 million won."

Choi Yu-na was so happy that she couldn't help it.

"Is it worthwhile for Choi Yu-na to join a small private equity firm instead of going to a big global bank or securities firm?"

"I'm glad I got in here a hundred times. I think I met a good boss."

"That 194 million won is what we're talking about. This amount could be higher, or if we don't make any profit elsewhere and we use it as an operating fund, we'll have nothing to look for."

"I know that."

"The private equity firm is also a company. Companies should keep their horses from falling like running horses. And we have to keep them running."

"I see what you mean. Thank you."

Choi Yuna greeted politely and went out.

I was looking at the economic newspaper when I got a call from Vice Minister Chang.

"I can't stop by the office today and I'll leave right away. I've visited a company that's going to go public next year, and I'm having a drink with a stock manager here

Zhang's voice was quite pleasant today. I think it was because I made money by selling political theme stocks.

"Yes, go get a lot of good information. And you sold all the theme stocks you had personally today, right?”

"Yes, thanks to you, I've made a 46% return this time. And I got a report from Jung that he sold the oil account at 35% profit. I think I'm full even if I don't eat today."

"Haha, is that so?"

"I'm sorry, but other funds are barely managing themselves."

"But I'm glad it's higher than the bank's interest rate. Don't be so sorry."

"Thank you. Then I'll see you tomorrow morning after work."

To increase my knowledge of humanities, I went to Youngpoong Bookstore in IFC Mall and bought some more books. I bought light books such as world history, philosophy introductory, and Korean history that I read overnight. I thought that I should build up my knowledge of humanities.

In my life, I never went to a nearby city or a novel, but I bought a book like a Korean's favorite poem.

I bought these books and put them in the bookshelf behind my desk.

Employees had put in a bookcase for the president's office when they got a new office and re-opened their furniture. It was a five-tiered bookcase for the president's office.

I have enshrined Mrs. Baek's ancestral tablet on this bookcase.

To cover this up, I hid it with the book that I bought when I was studying stocks in Sillim-dong.

And there were only a few books of accounting and economics, but the bookshelf was empty.

Now I've decided to fill this bookcase with books.

Only then did I seem to be able to keep up with people like Eun-young and Hwang Mi-na when they were talking about stories.

I sat in a rotating chair in the president's office and saw the history of the world reading overnight.

I read it and found it interesting. After reading for a long time, I looked at the clock and it was past seven.

I changed my clothes to get off work and came out to the office.

But three female employees were working.

Normally, people who were leaving work at 5 p.m. were all together today and doing something.

"Huh? Aren't you going home?"

Hong Ji-young said with a big smile.

"I'm working on a presentation. I've decided to work overtime today.

"Oh, really? Kim Hyung-sook didn't go in either.”

"I've got a deadline. Get off work first."

"Well, is that so? You're all working hard. Kim Hyung-sook, then order some delicious food with your corporate credit card. Even if you work overtime, you have to eat.”

"Thank you, sir."

I returned home in a happy mood as the employees seemed to be working hard.

I ate dinner at home and lay in bed and read a book.

It was the history of the world that I read at the office one night.

I couldn't finish reading it, so I brought it home and read it.

Now, it seemed that he should have knowledge that would not be lost even if his younger brother returned to the U.S. to study abroad.

* *

When Park Un-young regained her energy and went to the broadcasting station, Eun-young's parents liked it.

Now my cracked lips were healed and my face seemed to be alive.

Eunyeong's mother approached Eunyeong after work quietly.

"Won-young, let me see you. You seem to be alive these days, so I like your mom's heart."

"Do you have anything to say?"

"Let's talk for the last time. Let's talk about your future problems."

"Another story? We're done talking about that, aren't we?”

He seems to be actively confronting Park Un-young, the announcer who will be a bride at the university president`s house. I got another call through the church deacon."

"Stop talking about it!"

"But what the hell is wrong with you? Aren't you the son of a rich university president and a doctor from Seoul Medical School? They say you like people, but do you like the private equity firm that much?"

Unyeong didn't even answer her mother's words.

"I'll do whatever it takes to get you dead in this house or me dead. Why does a model student, who used to listen to his mother well when he was young, not listen to his mother?"

Unyeong sighed, "Ha!"

Mom said while looking closely at Eunyeong's complexion.

"You? Are you...??"

Unyeong closed her eyes.

"Are you sure it's...?"

"Yes, it's a deep relationship. Are you ready?

"Oh, my heart!"

My dad ran over as my mom banged her chest and shouted.

"What's the matter with Eunyeong coming into the room again?"

"Even if she falls for him, she's so into him!

"And again, is that the story? Oh, as long as they're happy with each other, what's so great about his sign?”

"I'm ashamed of this. I can't live! Black, black."

My father screamed when my mother cried loudly.

"Oh, what's wrong with no parents winning over their children? So you did it for face when you married me? You're talking nonsense!"

"Dark black."

"Unyeong! Have him come to my house this Saturday. Woon-chul will also ask me to come!"

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