The Age of the 21st Century Magazine

It rains in the bush.

Hope masked Yejin's body to the right of the large umbrella.

Yejin bows to one side and leans against the armpit of hope.

The two of them crossed the hill bridge and headed to the art gallery.

“Brother, it's still a little cold. Right."

“Ye Jin, it's a little chilly...”

Hope rubbed Ye Jin's arm with her palms and said.

It's still chilly, but it still feels good to drink clear air that is hard to handle in Seoul.

Two people who entered the exhibition ordered two glasses of Americano at the café on the first floor.

After opening the cup lid, add the stick sugar to the glass and stir with straw.

White grains swirl around in a transparent vinyl cup.

A cute little boy follows his father and looks at the cup with his eyes twinkled to see if it's amazing.

When I saw hope like that, I burst into laughter.

Then, seeing Ye Jin, I thought I'd like to have a child sometime.

Hope has been wanting Ye Jin for a long time.

“Ye Jin, it's so good to be here with you after so long. ”

“I've been alone a lot, but I like coming with my brother. ”

Ye Jin told me these things that happened at the three-mother company.

Hope nods quietly when she hears that story.

In fact, I didn't have much to say.

removing radioactive contaminants with a polynuclear desiccant,

The story of a cybernetics practitioner fainting in agony for two hours is not the subject I want to bring out.

In addition, the spring rain hits the glass pane lightly and falls even more...

Hope enjoyed the rain of spring as she drank Americano with straw.

It's a long, tranquil break.

Aran has been busy at the company preparing new products since spring.

This is because the clothing industry is the busiest industry compared to the most profitable.

From what Ye Jin said, it seems that the three women are doing well.

Since Monster Hunter's Chinese Wave incident, he has recently received display quests in Beijing and Guangzhou, Shanghai.

Compared to this, Aran has fewer sales and has a headache.

“Let's take a look at the painting. ”

“Yes, brother. ”

The good thing is that there are many free exhibitions here.

There is, of course, a lot more to see than paid exhibitions, but there are still works in the blink of hope there.

Paintings by domestic middle-class painters are also one of them.

Especially in the form of abstractions, the work is obscure.

Still, there are quite noticeable works everywhere.

Hope began to soar with greed for the work.

In fact, this is an act of vanity rather than an investment, because the painting is deeply impressive.

After a conversation with the Arab prince, there was also a big side to art tech.

“Ye Jin, don't you think it would be cool to hang that painting in our living room? ”

“Brother, but it's not too expensive. Hehe."

Yejin tries to shake his head and looks at the picture again.

Ye Jin seems to be greedy, conscious of the fact that he hopes to use a wind-light airship as a department store in the air.

“But, Ye Jin, I didn't know why I used to buy this painting, but I think I know now. ”

“Me too, Heehi, I guess painting is a lot of money and people who have time left. Oh?”

Ye Jin, who knew that was what they were talking about, shut up.

“But the Arab prince told me about it last time.

Just thinking about it, it's funny that this is the price of the work.

I feel like I'm making money in the art world. ”

“Why, brother? ”

“If a famous billionaire were to buy in advance a large quantity of the works of an illustrious artist,

Tell them to raise their prices and buy them for a lot of money.

Then the ignorant writer becomes a famous writer in a single sigh.

This is what the billionaire buys from Soderby, the parent writer, and it's in the news.

The price of the work will continue to rise to the Thousand Kingdoms and artistic investors will also buy it for investment purposes.

So billionaires make hundreds of times more investment by buying a few dots of painting. ”

“Oh! I really do, brother. It's amazing. ”

Yejin opens his eyes round and nods.

Something doesn't make sense, but it makes sense.

This is a very simple investment method that even elementary students can do with money.

Recently in Soderby, hyperrealistic writers and mass-produced photographs have been sold at ridiculously expensive prices.

Someone with tremendous capital and influence has tried to take the lead in this area.

And irrespective of this reason, there once existed a mysterious Korean photographer who sold millions of photographs for no reason.

I don't know why.

That's why I thought Ye Jin had a bitter idea that even art works couldn't be free of money.

There will be many painters who dream of painting these beautiful works.

It was cruel for them to break their dreams with monetary problems, she thought.

“Oh, brother, I wish artists could just do art.”

“Well... it's really hard to do that.

You know, the fort has gone up in rent and salary.

And it turns out that there's a lot of money and a lot of time left here to watch the painting. ”

“Oh, brother, that's a little...”

He thought it was pointing to him, and as Yejin grabbed his arm, hope burst into laughter.

“Ahahahaha, look at those ladies over there on the right, not our Yejin. ”

“Oh!”

At first glance, the ladies who look a little speculative on the ground are looking at the paintings dressed in expensive clothes.

They look like they're in their late 20s with a little skin care.

“Those ladies are probably rolling their heads to turn the gold sticks that remain in the house into sculptures. ”

“I really do. ”

“Especially when I was a novelist and I saw a lot of ladies like that.

I would choose to sponsor a group of writers who would be able to grow for about 20 years.

When you calculate the amount of time you will pass on the artwork to your children, you will rarely pay a gift tax. ”

“Oh, I see.

So you'd stand up if you were a sponsor writer? ”

“Well, because I don't have eyes to see,

If you have a new writer who draws a decent work, it would be nice to do it by looking at the family.

I wish I could collect art and open a small museum later. I just remembered...

No, we can set up a small exhibition in Hat Nimdal... ”

“Wow, that would be great. If you're the king, I also want the exhibition room to be designed. ”

“Sure, if Ye Jin does it, it'll be cool. ”

“Hahaha, brother, I've increased the design skills of the fort quite a bit. Hihihi”

“Yeah, I'm looking forward to it. ”

As we talked about painting, Yejin and Hope moved slowly.

“Oh, it's been a long time since I've had Vietnamese rice noodles. ”

“That's good, brother."

“Yeah, let's go."

Hope and Yejin entered the Rice Noodle Shop and continued the conversation with Gundudu, eating rice noodles deliciously.

“Oh, brother, it's time to go.

I have a client meeting today, so I'm going out first. ”

“Well, let's walk together. ”

Hope walked all the way to Ye Jin's car and gave her hope.

The Kimpo Test Center is still busy today with testing and decontamination of hormones.

Short-haired people in adidas jerseys enter the center dining room.

“Comrade Commander, aren't you coming out today?

I'm flying. Let's have lunch today. ”

“Comrade Four Nights."

When I heard that, my face was slightly crumpled.

“Be careful what you say. This is the South Korean Ship.

I'm not the head of the Park team now. I'm the captain of the Nam Chosun Monster Hunting Special Forces. ”

Park Dae-Suk was a team leader on a subject that had not yet completed HGD1 training properly.

From the atmosphere, it was a depth that would cling completely to hope.

That's how coveted the team leader of Special Operations was.

The group seemed to be trying to fit the drapes to Park Daejeon's seat, and said with reluctance to raise their voice.

“I knew it. Park's boss, not Park's teammate."

Park Daejeon only then shows off his face and leads the group.

Park's seats and groups spread their food on plates like mountains, and their eyes were dazzled.

I can get used to that ugly look, but every time I look at it, it doesn't adapt well.

Behind the group, someone flashed their eyes.

He lined up behind the group with the tablecloth in his right hand.

Just now, he was wearing adidas jerseys, just like the rest of the night's squad.

“No, I've never seen you before, but you're new to Special Ops, aren't you?

Why are you flagging the monster hunting ground? ”

As the leader of the group spoke, he glanced at Park's throne with an eager eye instead of a man's answer.

Park's throne was filled with such glances that he shot an intense glance at him.

“Looks like new recruits to everyone.

If you come from North Korea, let's use the standard language instead of teasing.

Don't you know Korean? ”

The angry young man raises his eyebrows.

“No, where's what? You're telling me we're from the North now?

Comrade, I think you just came in as a new friend...

If you're going to clean up, go somewhere else to find out. ”

“Foot ~ The garden is in the same place... I'm Park Jong-won.

He was a former Special Forces member and fought the North Korean army in Pyongyang and got rid of it in an accident. ”

Only then did Park know who he was.

“Oh, that's when my comrade got hurt.

I witnessed a delivery from the NATO Special Forces with my own eyes.

It's not like we don't really have a connection. ”

Park's throne is short, but I have a complaint.

But I did not gloat over it, screaming that it would give me a tingling soul.

“Let's shake hands.

I'm Team Leader Park, who will be the commander of Special Ops. ”

Park gives his right hand to the servant.

The snowflake of the throne rises.

He has continued his grip steadily, robbing Navis' restaurant since the draw in Sari Wonsi.

"Comrade Nam Chosun, you have quite a sore hand."

The servant shook hands.

At that moment, Park's expression began to change strangely.

The dish I was holding with my left hand fell on the floor and I heard a loud noise.

‘No! What the hell!! ’

His face gradually turned red and his right shoulder began to rise upward.

However, the servant waved his hand up and down in an expressionless manner, as if it had nothing to do with that change of face.

“Comrade Urgh... I think I can use my strength...”

Park's throne focused on his hand with his face reddened.

However, the hand of the servant does not budge.

The servant smiles at Park's throne.

And as I repeated holding my fingers together for a few minutes, Park started screaming despite his face.

“Oh, my God, I got a man!

Comrade Nam Chosun, this is Nou Rau... Comrade.

Oh, my God, I'm dead! I'm dead! ”

Park's throne became a death prize and screamed all sorts of things with his shoulders raised to one side.

The words between the fingers in the right hand of the servant squirm and rub, and you hear the sound of a puddle.

“Comrade Noah! ”

The deadly night throne pulls out its fingers with its left hand and exerts a restraining force.

Then I let go of the hand that the servant held.

With a rough breath, the red-faced night seat grabs the trembling right hand of the buzzers.

Then I looked at the servant with a frightened look.

“Comrade, what strength...”

Park's throne shook his head with a look of exhaustion.

“.. a painful gift for two hours. ”

The servant looks at the palm of his right hand, muttering unknown words.

It looks like an ordinary person's hand, but it has more than 320 kilos of grip hidden in it.

"It's an incredibly big arm."

The touch of the hand is hardly different from before the accident.

A sense of unity felt on the fingers, the finest tissue in the human body.

However, the elasticity felt in artificial muscles is subtly different.

His right arm was full of Navis' cybernetics skills.