Lee Won-kyu jumped up and down when I said I would sell all the apartments.

I asked again.

"Is the transfer income tax that high?”

"Hi, boss! If you do something wrong, you'll lose all your money with the tax you earned. Hold on a little longer and sell it. What's more, isn't it time for your apartment to go up after you sleep?"

"How much is the transfer income tax?"

"It's 40% (70% now) for sale within a year. If you make a billion, you lose 400 million.”

"Does that apply to people who are officially enrolled in the rental business?”

"Of course, long-term leasing companies like JS Development have benefits. There is a property tax reduction and above all, there is a comprehensive real estate tax reduction. But the transfer tax is different."

"Different?"

"The general tax applies to the disposal of rental housing. So the renter doesn't have to put out the house and keep it tight."

"Hmm. Really?"

"I'll give you property tax and comprehensive real estate tax benefits, so don't give up whether you had 200 units that you had 100 or not. Then the sale will hide and the price of the apartment will go up again.

"It's a strange policy."

"Mr. President, technically J.S. Development is a leasing company. All you have to do is make money, right? If you sell it two years after you close your eyes, you'll have a day of laughing."

"Is that really true?"

"If you sell your apartment now, it won't hurt to collect brokerage fees. But I was indebted to the president and I am friends with General Manager Chang. Would you like me to direct you to the detriment of the boss?"

This seemed to mean it.

"Okay, then I'll keep some more."

The next day came.

Staff gathered in the conference room for breakfast coffee time.

Mr. Hong's outfit was especially gorgeous today. And the lipstick seemed more red.

Jang said another word when he saw Hong.

"Assistant Manager Hong! You came out with your lips tightened today.”

"What are you talking about? What kind of power am I supposed to give you?"

"The redder the lipstick, I'm sure it's more difficult these days. Hong's favorite liberal government has entered, but it seems to have become more difficult to live."

"What does that mean? What does the game have to do with the lipstick? And don't you know it's sexual harassment to criticize a lady for her face?”

"Assistant Manager Hong doesn't seem to know it's a lipstick effect."

"Lipstick effect? Do you happen to know?"

Then Hong looked at Kim Hyung-sook.

Assistant manager Kim Hyung-sook smiled and shook her head, saying, "I don't know."

Chang said over coffee.

"Listen carefully. Lipstick effect means women's lipstick gets redder when the economy gets worse.”

"No way!"

"When the economy gets worse, women spend less on cosmetics and have a bright red lipstick. This is the lipstick effect."

"That's far-fetched.”

"In fact, Estee Lauder, a U.S. cosmetics company, doesn't know how to make and release a Lipstick Index that measures the game with lipstick sales? Ask Assistant Manager Choi. Huh? But I don't see Assistant Manager Choi."

Choi Yu-na was not seen at all of course.

Hong said.

"Choi had a visitor from the U.S. for lunch yesterday. Maybe you've been drinking late with the customer."

I said it because it was weird, too.

"Assistant Manager Choi is not a heavy drinker... I don't know if I slept in or got sick. Call me later after the meeting."

"Okay."

Chang looked me in the face and said,

Yesterday, we thought the North Korean nuclear test would send stock prices plummet. But it's a good thing that the last-minute heavy foreign buying has limited falls."

"That's true."

"But the SillaJen went up really well.”

Jang smiled meaningfully.

Jang seemed to have guessed that I had bought SillaJen, but I still pretended not to know.

"Yes, the people who bought the SillaJen would have liked it."

"I think that if we don't see a drop in stock prices today as trading volume shrinks, we're going to have a big jump tomorrow."

Song, who was next to him, also said.

"I feel the same way. Looking at the chart, I think it's worth over 30,000 won."

I turned the subject away. It was because I felt uncomfortable to hear only the story of SillaJen.

"I heard that the return on funds is much better in India and China than in Korea.”

Chung said.

"Yes, India and China now have more than 26% return on their small and medium-sized investment funds."

"That's a lot.

Within the same period, the return on small and medium-sized stock funds in Korea is 11.9%. But JS Invest is above the return on investment funds from India and China, so I don't think it's a big concern."

"That's probably because all the employees below you have thoroughly analyzed and studied over-the-counter stocks, showing high returns."

"Not really. It's probably because the boss's decision always pays off. Even Korean Air, which the president ordered us to invest in, had a 45% return. Korean Air sold at a flat price of 32,000 won from the original unit price of 22,000 won."

Everyone nodded.

I got shy again.

It occurred to me that we should finish the meeting quickly.

"This concludes today's meeting. I hope you will do well in fund management today. And Hong, please call Assistant Manager Choi Yu-na."

"Okay."

Chang said as he stood up.

"I have an association meeting at 11 o'clock today, so I'll be going."

"Oh, really? Go ahead."

I came to my seat and turned on the computer first.

We looked at the stock market trends of SillaJen.

As Chang said, SillaJen's trading volume dropped sharply.

But the shares remained the same.

It meant that no lion power came in, but there was no selling volume.

I smiled a smile.

If this happens, it could explode tomorrow.

However, it was not easy for stocks with large market capitalization to hit the ceiling like SillaJen. Instead, it was easy for me to sell because of the large market capitalization.

Especially those who had large quantities like me liked these stocks.

And this stock has a theme, so it has a lot of talent, and it's hard to tell, but it's very likely that it will float if powerful political and business figures have sold it.

I sat back and read the economic newspaper.

Assistant manager Hong came into my room.

"Assistant Manager Choi Yu-na is not answering the phone. The phone is off. I'll try again in a little while."

"Really? Then do it."

I thought assistant manager Choi had been drinking until late.

But I started to wonder because the phone turned off.

Choi, in particular, is a person who has no blood, school ties, or delays here.

As for safety issues, we were in a position to provide protection.

SillaJen started climbing again.

However, the trading volume was not rising, so the strength was a bit weak.

And I looked at other events.

Meanwhile, Jang came to my room.

"There's a call from the police station. Assistant manager Choi Yu-na is at the police station."

"What? The police station?"

"It's not a big deal, but he wants someone from the company to come over."

"Really?"

"I'd like to go, but I'll send someone else because the association's meeting is coming up."

"Well, then send Deputy Director Song."

"Song?"

Chang looked at me with his eyes wide open and soon smiled lightly.

"Then, do it the way the boss directs you."

"Okay."

I called Deputy Chief Song.

Song, who had been doing stock trading with his head stuck in the computer for a long time, came into my room.

"Did you call?"

"You should go to the police station.”

"What? The police station? What's the matter?"

"Assistant Manager Choi Yu-na seems to be at the police station. I think I had a fight with someone."

"What? Who are you fighting with? Assistant Manager Choi isn't the kind of person to do that'

"The police want a company employee to come in for the recruitment. I have work to do now, so I have to go out and General Manager Chang has to go to the association meeting. Will Deputy Chief Song please take the trouble?"

"Who should I go to?"

Chang said.

"I'm Cheon Gyeong-sa of the investigation department. It's not a common last name, so you'll find it soon.”

"Okay, I'll be right back."

"Song! Assistant Manager Choi has no blood, academic connections or delays here. Please comfort her with warm words even if she made a mistake."

"Oh, I see. Assistant Manager Choi is not a person to make mistakes. I don't even know what he was involved in. I'll go first."

I came down to the parking lot while watching the movement of SillaJen.

I told Song that I had something to do, so I thought I'd have to pretend to go out and come back.

I dragged my car out.

I was thinking of going to Ganghwado Island and entered the freeway.

"Ganghwa-do is too far away and let's go to Paju Unification Park."

I headed for Paju Uniform Garden.

Entering the freeway, my heart felt open.

After passing Munbal IC, there was little traffic.

I ran excitedly, opened the window and ran for fresh air.

As expected, Mercedes-Benz Maybach ran well.

We arrived at Paju Unification Garden.

I'm getting hungry. I ate Cheonggukjang because there was Tofu Village.

Cheonggukjang made of Jangdan soybeans had a native taste.

I was eating for a while, and Song called me.

"Mr. President! It's me."

"What happened?"

"I took over the recruits."

"Why did it happen?”

"Well, Mr. Choi keeps his mouth shut and doesn't say a word.

"Really?"

"So I asked the detective a little bit. Assistant Manager Choi pushed him while arguing with a man from the U.S. That's why the man got hurt, and this must have been a problem."

"Who is that man?"

"He said you looked like a stalker."

"Stoker? Does he follow you all the way to Korea to be a stalker?”

"The police asked the recruiters to come because they had to re-examine them once they got home."

"Did he hurt a lot?"

"I didn't even get hurt. You think I'll get a week's check? Someone reported to the police that he ripped off his clothes and caused a disturbance to drag Choi. Choi is just crying, so I'll take her to the dorm and go to work."

"Yes, go ahead. Mr. Song, you're doing a great job."

"You're welcome. Of course I do.”

I pulled coffee out of the restaurant vending machine after the meal.

There were some blue plastic chairs in front of the restaurant, so I sat down.

I thought about it while drinking coffee in the warm in the sun.

[Stalker seems to have someone crazy about Assistant Manager Choi. Did Choi run away to Korea because he hated him and got a job at JS Invest?]

If I hated Choi enough to run away to Korea, I thought he had a lot of flaws.

Then I suddenly remembered one thing: Song and Choi seemed to fit together.

Both of them were wounded and seemed to be of moderate age.

In addition, I thought Choi would go well with Song because he graduated from a prestigious university and would not miss out on his character.

However, I laughed because it was my own thought.

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