나는 아침에 일어나서 준희가 가져온 책을 정리했다.
끈을 풀러 모두 비어있는 책장에 꽂았다.
들어보면 무거웠지만 책장에 꽂으니 몇 권 되지도 않는 것 같았다.
결혼식 때 받았던 방명록과 현금은 책상 서랍에 넣었다.
쇼핑백 안에는 그동안 집에서 받았던 내 우편물들도 있었다.
주로 광고성 우편물들이었다. 그 중에는 신라젠에서 온 것도 있었다.
주주총회 참석하라는 우편물이었다.
I put this mail in my pocket, thinking of throwing it away.
I got my mom's phone call in the car that went to work in the morning
"Why did you give Joon-hee so much money yesterday?”
"I didn't give you much. The exchange limit was $10,000, so I only gave him 10 million won."
"That's a lot. Is that a little money? How much money did he take to study abroad last year when he left the country? I'd love to, but I'm afraid your wife will say something."
"Unyeong? Don't worry about that. I don't care about that."
"But it's not. It's different from being a bachelor. If your wife gave you a million won and you gave her another 10 million won, who would like it? I wouldn't like it either."
"Oh, even if I told you not to worry! Hang up the phone!"
"And Jun-hee's going with me and your dad today, so know that."
"I think I should go to the airport, too."
"You don't have to. It's tacky for my family to rush to the airport these days, and Junhee said that I'm going to stop myself from coming either. So don't come here when you're busy at work."
"Okay."
I hung up my mom's phone and Eunyeong's face came to mind.
Eunyeong said she would give her mother the SM7 she used to ride if I bought her a Porsche.
I wanted to buy my mom a car, too.
But my mom might drive. I didn't have a license and I wasn't the type to drive.
My mom worked in a factory for a long time and worked in an old restaurant, so she was dull. It was easy to get into an accident if I drove something like that, and the car seemed to be a burden.
I wanted to buy it, but I couldn't afford it.
My mom can't even ride a bike.
But when I was a virgin, I thought I would ride a bike.
It was discovered by a faded old photograph in maidenhood.
Mom was smiling in the picture, wearing a red T-shirt and jeans and riding a bike.
Behind the picture in front of the factory was a factory-like building, with drums scattered and tents covered in cement walls.
My mom was not fat at the time and was slim as she is now.
He looked tacky, but he was smiling very healthy in the picture.
Judging from her age in the picture, Eunyeong's mother must have been attending Ewha Womans University at the time.
It seemed like it was time to walk around campus with notes and books next to them.
When I went to work, the employees who came to work first greeted me.
I hung my clothes on the hanger in my room.
And I came into the conference room with paper cup coffee in my shirt and tie.
Three female employees stared at my tie in unison.
I think it was because I wore the blue tie that Eunyeong gave me this morning.
[No, these don't look at the boss's face, they just look at his tie. Male employees are not interested, but women are especially interested in this.]
Sure enough, Hong smiled and talked about his tie.
"Sir, your tie looks great today. Your wife picked it for you, right?”
[How did you know this?] From now on, is Eunyeong listening to his wife?]
It sounded very awkward for me to call Eunyeong Mrs.
But I didn't feel bad.
"This one? I just hung up on the one at home.
I asked assistant manager Choi Yuna to change the subject.
"How was the U.S. stock market yesterday?"
"Energy, bio shares were weak. Tech shares like semiconductor stocks, on the other hand, showed a good trend."
"Why is bio shares weak?"
I asked because I thought a weak bio-ju could affect SillaJen.
"Trump said he is preparing a new system to lower prices because the price of drugs in the U.S. is too high. That's probably why pharmaceutical stocks are on the move."
Zhang said with a smile.
"Trump is such a... ...unstoppable president.”
Today, I thought there would be no obstacle to sweeping SillaJen.
Moreover, SillaJen had a reason to keep its stock price down these days.
This was due to the adjustment of the conversion value of convertible bonds.
Only when stock prices are weak can the market make adjustments.
I grinned to myself.
SillaJen and I are fighting for strength in a long-term war.
"What do you think the Korean stock market will be like today?"
This time, Song said.
"It's likely to be a tariff. We're also announcing the results of China's trade indicators today, so it's going to be a wait-and-see stance, and I don't think the Korean Air we bought will change much."
"Well, is that so?"
Hong looked at Song and said,
"How does the announcement of the results of China's trade indicators affect the stock market?"
"We can see the direction of exports, which affects related stocks."
"I see."
"And today is the expiration date of the gift options. We also need to wait and see China's THAAD deployment and the FOMC's interest rate hike."
"China is beginning to retaliate for trade over the THAAD issue, and China's state-run Global Times said yesterday."
"What did you say?”
"The U.S. is a big country, so it is difficult to retaliate, but Korea is a small country, so it can be retaliated and repaired at any time."
"I don't want to admit it, but if China decides to, it can."
"What happens when economic retaliation intensifies?”
"Exports will shrink and tourism will be hit directly."
"That's a big deal. It's going to have a bad effect on employment. Real estate will fall.”
"It will affect employment. But poor ordinary people will be hit, and rich people will not be hit. So you don't have to worry about real estate. The real estate in Gangnam is still going up."
Don't tell me...
"Where do you want to buy a house if Hong wins the Lotto?"
"Gangnam."
"You see, that's why Gangnam goes up. Housing prices for the rich go up and the poor get harder. Don't you know the polarization of wealth?”
Others were just listening to the conversation between Song and Hong.
Coffee time is a time for everyone to talk comfortably and freely, so we didn't specifically restrict the person we talk to.
Hong said with a slightly melancholy look.
"We have already released a 2017 Financial Life Report that shows that the rich and the poor are going to get worse."
"What did you announce?”
"The average person earns 4.68 million won a month from earned income, business income, or other income."
"Is that so?"
Of the total, 2.45 million won is spent on living, education and dining, and 1.11 million won is saved or invested.“
"Saving 1.11 million won a month? The rest?"
"The rest of the 560,000 won is spent on debt payments."
"Huh, I can't handle it by myself."
"Such a thing."
"But if you save 1.11 million won a month, it's 13 million won a year.”
"In terms of calculation, yes.“
"You mean 1,300 savings a year, 130 million in 10 years, and 100 years to get to Gangnam, then mean it takes 100 years to get to Gangnam?"
"If the couple earns together, they'll be going to Gangnam in 50 years, and by then, the real estate will be as high as I am."
"Ahyo, so I gave up."
"You're giving up all of your billion-dollar-a-year employees.”
"You need a lot of money. You have to have property income to make money with property, not showboo with earned income."
I remembered a scene in which dragons living in Gangnam kicked numerous lobsters and carp up the ladder.
Chang said.
"It is not desirable for housing prices to rise in certain areas. Of course the government will adjust it to a comprehensive real estate tax or something. The economic mentality is not good, but if housing prices go up, it won't help economic development."
I ended the meeting.
I couldn't hear another story. However, it was tempting to say that pharmaceutical stocks would be weak. It was because of SillaJen.
And polarization is not a desirable phenomenon in society, but I am already buying Gangnam apartment, so I thought it would give me a good present.
I went to my room.
Turned on HTS and opened the window for trading.
SillaJen was also weak. The pitch was coming out.
I propped the lion for about two thousand shares. Then, when someone sold it, they ate it and placed the order again.
After a long transaction, I took a rest and saw the public announcement of SillaJen.
The announcement included a shareholders' meeting.
I remembered the mail I had brought from home.
I opened SillaJen's general meeting mail.
According to the announcement, the company will hold a shareholders' meeting on March 24 at the BEXCO exhibition hall in Busan. I read it more carefully.
The meeting included approval of financial statements and appointment of directors in the second half of the previous year. And there was approval to give stock option.
I grinned.
It occurred to me that people who had the option of buying stocks would have a lot of fun.
I thought about attending the shareholders' meeting.
Then I gave up because the meeting place was Busan.
The mail for the general meeting of shareholders was torn up and thrown into the trash can.
I got a call from the president of Central Add.
"How are you? I'm president of Central Add."
"Oh, boss! How have you been?"
I was grateful that the president of Central Add was accompanied by a couple to the wedding, and Mrs. Kang Myo-ja had bothered Eun-young, but now she didn't have to be uncomfortable.
She sent a text of thanks after her honeymoon, but she said hello again.
"Thank you very much for coming to my wedding with me."
"Ha-ha, what? There were a lot of guests.”
"Please come and see us."
"I'd like to drop by anyway. How are you today?"
Today I have to go sign a Porsche to buy for Eunyeong.
I politely declined because I thought it would be a pity if this person came.
"I don't think I can because I have to go somewhere today... ...come tomorrow. I'll treat you to lunch."
"Then I'll call you back tomorrow morning."
I expected Central Add's boss to make sure he would be on time with S Production's president. I had nothing urgent to do.
"Yes, go ahead. I'll be waiting."
I hung up the phone and swept up the SillaJen again.
It was swept away in the bear market. I thought I would sweep over 20,000 shares today.
"What? Trump adjusts drug prices?”
I grinned.
Trump was also thought to be a great president.
While Trump was in office, it occurred to me that China was likely to suffer considerably.
I went to Porsche Yongsan Center.
I signed a contract for a pearl-colored Porsche Panamera at the Porsche Yongsan Center.
I took the owner of Porsche under the name of Eunyeong.
So I borrowed my resident registration card from Eunyeong.
The staff at the Yongsan center seemed quite surprised when they saw the resident registration card.
"Your mother is beautiful. I think I look like KBS announcer Park Unyoung. Oops! Your name is Park Un-young!"
Then the employee looked up at my face. I only smiled.
"Where shall we go to India?"
"Home address, please."
The staff looked at the resident registration card and said,
"Oh! You live in Hannam The Hill."
"You can put it there in the basement garage. Call me before the car leaves."
"Okay, sir!"
The staff answered out loud.
the impeachment of the president and the movement of stock prices