Today is the day to go to Gapyeong pension.
The weather was fine.
Eunyeong and I dressed in bright simple clothes and wore sneakers and left the apartment door.
Unyeong wore a yellow blouse with red lipstick and high-end sun graze today.
He was dressed as if he were going to appear in a pictorial.
I decided to leave it in the parking lot of Porsche Panamera, where Eunyeong rides, and take Benz Maybach.
Unyeong loaded something in the back seat.
"What's that?"
"I went to Paris Baguette and bought a cake.”
"It's nobody's birthday. What cake?"
"I bought it just in case Korean food doesn't suit my taste. If no one eats, you can give the pension owner."
We hummed along the cool riverside road.
As Nebi told me, I took the highway between Seoul and Chuncheon from Misa IC.
"If I go now, I won't be late, will I?"”
"Ho-ho, what are you going to work now? We can just go with ease up. We'll probably arrive first. Because I left early because I had to meet the pensioner, too."
"Is that so?"
"The pension is not a peak season because it's not summer vacation yet."
"I suppose so."
"At times like this, they used it as a group, and they said they liked the owner of the pension, so they also prepared the best meat."
"Really? Besides the barbecue, you're going to drink beer, aren't you?"
"Yes, he said he would prepare beer and other drinks."
I got a call from Eunyeong.
"Mina? You're leaving now? We're on the Gyeongchun Expressway now. Yeah, come on."
Unyeong hung up the phone.
"Hwang-mi-nan-
"Yes, I'm leaving now."
"Does Hwang Mi-na know this place well?"
"I'm sure you know him well because he's a guy who's going around shooting a drama. When he was in college, he used to go to a lot of MTs here in Gangchon amusement park.”
I sighed inwardly.
It was because I couldn't participate in MT near Seoul because I couldn't attend university in Seoul or metropolitan area.
The car passed through the moon gate tunnel and escaped from the Seojong IC.
As we drove along the local roads for a long time, the beautiful Bukhan River appeared.
When I opened the car window door, the river breeze swept in.
Unyeong's hair was also blown away by the wind.
I finally arrived at the pension.
The pension was a bit on the hill, but it was a really picturesque house.
This is where we could see the panorama of the Bukhangang River. It was a beautiful place.
The owner who was checking the grill in the yard ran out.
The owner, who appeared to be in his mid-50s, was a man who grew a beard as well as a mustache.
Perhaps because he was old, his beard was mixed with a lot of white beard.
It smelled like an artist, not a pensioner.
Seeing that he had a very large pension with a swimming pool, he seemed to have some money.
"Welcome! Are you announcer Park Un-young? I've heard a lot from Director Park. I've been told to take care of you."
"Thank you."
Unyeong smiled refreshingly and greeted me with a nod.
The owner greeted me, too.
"You're Park Un-young's father, aren't you? I heard you're running a big business. Thank you for coming to our pension."
And the owner of the pension in his fifties politely greeted me in my thirties.
I reached out my hand and shook his hand.
I looked around the pension.
The two-story pension building looks like a rural house in the United States.
On one side of the lawn was a tent set up for a barbecue party.
Here are tables and plastic chairs.
Next to the tent was an outdoor charcoal grill and a large icebox.
The icebox was filled with drinks such as beer and cider and coke with ice. There was also makgeolli.
On one side of the yard, there were two red pine trees, adding to the atmosphere.
There was a small swimming pool next to it, but it was not summer now, so the water was not filled.
And there were a lot of flowers blooming around the pension by planting quite a few flower trees. The owner of the pension seemed to be taking good care of the flower tree.
I sat on a plastic chair in the tent.
As the tent was built only with a roof, the Bukhangang River was visible even when I sat here.
The scenery seemed to be fantastic.
The pensioner brought me a plate of beer and dried snacks.
"If you're thirsty while your guests come, eat. I'll bake the barbecue when the guests come."
"Thank you. I'd like you to live in a scenic area."
"It's not easy. The hospital and pharmacy are far away and the mart is far away. So my family is living in an apartment in Seoul now."
I thought there was no easy job in Korea.
Unyeong was frantically carrying flowers in the flower bed on her smartphone.
"You've got your flowers in good shape."
"But it's no use. In the summer, young parents come to play with elementary school students, and they run around and break all those flowers."
"Haha, is that so?"
There was a basketball court across the tent.
I took off my coat and played basketball.
After playing with a basketball a few times, I was drinking canned beer and Hwang Mina arrived.
The composer teacher came with me.
I shook hands with the composer teacher.
"It's been a long time. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you. Mr. Choi sent me an orchid flowerpot when my composing office opened. Thank you."
"How's the office going?"
"It's going as it is."
I shook hands with Hwang Mi-na.
Hwang Mi-na seemed to have lost some weight. I thought it was because I was busy.
He came without his trademark red scarf.
The owner of the pension came and greeted Hwang Mi-na and the composer teacher.
The composer teacher and the owner of the pension seemed to be surprised to see each other face to face because they were the same people with mustaches.
I laughed, but I held it in.
Hwang Mi-na brought a lot of luggage.
asked Eunyeong.
"What is it, Izim?"
"I brought some japchae and some pajeon.”
"Why is this?"
"Why not? I brought it to eat green onion pancakes because I only eat meat. Mihyang said she would bring salad."
"Really? I bought a cake."
Hwang Mi-na and Eun-young set up the things they had brought on the table.
Then the owner of the pension began to make firewood.
The composer opened the trunk behind their SUV and took out the sex phone.
Then came Oh Mi-hyang and her husband.
Oh Mi-hyang also wore white brown with lace and sun graze.
I greeted the Oh Mi Hyang couple.
Oh Mi-hyang and her husband bought a salad and ice cream.
The firewood burning by the pension owner gave off smoke.
The pension owner was grilling meat on an iron skewer when Hubert Palmer and James Lee came.
The American wives have had a series of Wonderfuls in the beautiful scenery of the pension.
"Thank you for coming."
I shook hands with James Lee.
James Lee introduced his wife.
He was an American who was a little Asian, even though he was Spanish.
"Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you. Thank you for the invitation."
Then Mrs. James Lee bowed with her knees slightly bent.
Mrs. James Lee smelled a deep perfume.
I shook hands with Mrs. Huberf, too.
"It's such a nice place. It's beautiful."
James Lee and his wife brought olive pickles and avocards, and Hubert brought cheese and cookies.
Then I brought something one by one as if I had promised.
said the pensioner, rubbing his eyes against the smoke.
"I used to live in the United States, too, but this is how American parties often bring food. The only pension here today is the guest team, so enjoy and play all night long."
"Thank you."
"Today's party is part one where you can enjoy a barbecue in the lawn, and at night you can have a dance party in the hall in the basement of the pension building."
"Thank you!"
We sat around the table, ate barbecue, and drank beer.
Sitting in the lawn, looking at the Bukhangang River, drinking beer at a delicious greasy barbecue, I was ecstatic. Everybody chattered, ate and drank well.
Hwang Mi-na even filmed a video of us.
We drank and played until dusk.
Americans were also talkative because they were outside like this. He talked incessantly.
The women talked among themselves.
Oh Mi-hyang mingled well with American women, but Hwang Mi-na and Eun-young, who speak English, talked only by themselves.
The composer played the sex phone.
American women clapped their hands when they played American folk songs rather than Korean songs.
But the sex phone seemed to be really good.
He blew his orders without a sheet of music.
As darkness fell and lights were seen far across the river, James Lee told me.
"Do you know Linda Sim of Moellis & Co?"
"I know. I've met him once."
"I talk to him on the phone sometimes. I have a weird personality, but I'm a competent fund manager. He's also a great corporate hunter."
"I don't know the details, but I think it's right to be competent, given that I won the Aramco job in Saudi Arabia."
"Linda Sim is quite wide of the Korean business community."
"Is that so?"
She handles convertible bonds issued by Korean chaebol groups well. And we're doing a lot of big M&As."
"Well, I see.”
"Korean conglomerates want to keep things quiet when there is a reason to sell their companies."
"He said yes.“
"Moellis & Co. has more capital mobilization than Woods & Moore, which includes Hubert Palmer sitting there. What do you say? Aren't you willing to take over a bigger company like us?"
"Now I can't afford to take over the E-Tower building."
"I want you to think about it when you get the funds. To do that, try developing fund products. Fund products that can be digested by securities firms and banks."
"Hmm."
"We're talking about using the fund's funds, we're raising finance, and we're going to fish a big fish."
"Hmm."
"If you succeed instead, Linda. We need to give Shim 1% of her M&A payments as a rebate."
"1%?"
"I mean, if you're a 100 billion won company, you're going to have to pay 1 billion won, and if you're a 1 trillion won company, you're going to give 10 billion won as a rebate."
"It's not a small sum."
"If you don't have the money, you can grant Linda Sim the share."
"Hmm."
"Instead, Linda Sim will let Moellis & Co. invest together. With Moellis & Co.'s wealth of money."
"Is this what Linda Shen pointed at me and said to the branch manager?"
"Not really. I'm just saying that if you have a CEO or a company that has more money and can manage it directly than a private equity firm, you should introduce it."
"Does S bank require anything else if it raises the finance?"
"The demands of S bank?"
"It's like a bank collapse."
The bank`s collapse is also being controlled by the Financial Supervisory Service in South Korea. If the bank uses its superior position to unfairly violate the rights and interests of its users, we will be caught."
"I'm sure."
"A high rate of debenture can be lightly chewed out of loan interest rates in a decent private loan market."
"I'm sure."
"I can't say no, but if you give us a small savings account and you give us a corporate pension, we don't make any other unreasonable demands."
In fact, I wanted to take over a big company if SillaJen succeeds.
However, it could have been a post-acquisition problem if I took over a poorly managed court-managed company even if I did not know the information about the company's sale.
Linda Sim had a surplus, but she thought she might be able to find out about the sale as part of restructuring.
It was because the selling company itself could secretly request M&A to the financially powerful Moalis & Co.
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