The Reincarnated Cop Who Strikes With Wealth
EP19. Taste of Money
EP19. Taste of Money
Gangnam Night.
A matte black sports car runs along the bustling main road.
It makes even people who are far away look away.
The car gently walked around the alley and arrived in front of a building.
'EXODUS'
Unlike most stores, Exodus' signage was a small neon sign.
It's as if you just check the location, but it's okay for strangers to pass.
A man guarding the front of the building leaped towards the sports car.
“Welcome.”
Two young men got out of the driver's seat and the passenger seat.
Both fit and stylish, especially the man who held the wheel.
He was a really rare statue.
“Hey. Long time no see. ”
“Haha, you too. You came last week. ”
The car owner throws the key to the valet and smiles lightly.
Stairs down to the basement following staff directions.
♪ thump, thump ♪
Along the passageway, a slow, strong beat echoes through the red glow.
Of the tables filled with holes, the two men's seats were special.
A front view of the stage.
‘I can't adjust every time I see it. ’
The two men stick their tongues out.
Exodus deserved to be called a pioneer in a new entertainment culture.
Clubs and performances are all shop staff.
It seemed like a mix of all the features of the tavern, but it couldn't be that open and racy.
As soon as I walked in, the women in party clothes cling to them.
“Ugh!”
“You guys are here. ”
“Come on. Come here. ”
There was a reason for giving group seats to only two guests.
Because all the girls at the reception filled the couch.
Tip was the main income earner for two men.
The drop in Congo was more than a day's wages.
Above the table was an assortment of mint and champagne.
The two men were seated in extreme hospitality.
“You're a little late today. ”
“That's right. We just started the show. ”
The women dressed in the circus danced in a veil of importance.
Acts that cross the boundaries of art and obscenity glisten in the light.
How long has it been?
As time went on, the atmosphere settled, and no one in the hall was not smiling.
A colorful confetti flew up from the ceiling and a small flame burst out.
A drunken man grabs his money and shoots it into the air with both hands.
Wei, Wei, Wei, Wei
“Gaaaah!”
“Wow!"
Cheques that fly like confetti.
Not toy money, not 10,000 won, but 100,000 won of white paper were scattered.
I stopped working and crawled all over the floor, as well as entertaining the waiters, for the money to burst without rest.
The women who went to the other tables only had a bad taste when they saw it.
“Hey, just follow the booze. ”
“Yes.”
Other customers who noticed it felt offended for no reason.
I came here to be treated like a king, but the real king is different.
The frenzy of time has passed, and the primary show is over.
Instead of fast beats, a suitable song came out for drinking.
The two men sat arrogantly, as if they had the whole world, and blew their diseased legs off.
* * *
These guys are tough.
I heard the voice of blinking in my ears.
Then Mongdu wept at Mellon and said to me.
“It's also about playing. It's hard.”
Of course I'm talking to Blackie.
Mongdu and I had small earphones tucked into our ears.
I confronted him, trembling.
“I mean, this is something no one else can do. ”
Come on, you bastards. Hey! Then get out! I'm going in.
Mongdu and I have been coming here every weekend for three weeks.
I feel like I spend my weekdays solving cases and my weekends running around here.
“How's your girlfriend these days? ”
“It's the same. ”
The threat of Mongdu's refusal to tell his sister-in-law.
I laughed and confronted him.
Bastards · ·
“By the way, what about the goods? You keeping it safe? ”
Yeah, man, let's be safe again today.
The team leader is keeping an eye on the drugs Dalgon gave us.
It's because the Kuma waves can come looking for clues elsewhere.
Mongdu and I leaned on the couch to grab a drink.
I should drink it in the mood, but it wasn't uncomfortable because I shouldn't drink it.
I'm studying today, by the way.
“I shouldn't have done that. ”
It's already the third attempt.
I made money for it and did what I thought was right.
I sent an ambassador to fetch the boss, but Madame Sim didn't show herself to the end.
What do they say about not coming out at all because of work?
I have to meet her to make progress or not.
The first plan was to be happy with money, but now I think just checking your face is enough.
It was because Song Dae-hak's whereabouts were increasingly unclear.
I took a deep breath.
I feel like I'm burning up my esophagus.
The youngest, left and right.
I grabbed hold of the button to organize the shirt.
A lens with a button searched the inside of the exodus.
I showed you the right and left as instructed in the blink.
Hmm. Did you change the stage structure? I think it's different from last time.
It was then.
Tsongrang
“Oops!”
“Oh, fuck! ”
You hear a noise coming from the table not far away.
There were a lot of men there, either in group seats.
The glasses and bottles rolled under the table, and people were staring at me.
Contrary to their youthful appearance, their outfits are impressive.
The man grabs the woman's hair roughly.
“Oh, what's up? ”
“Where's the manager's brother? ”
“I went to the office talking about settlement. ”
“Shit. Why are you doing that now? Are you guys all gone? ”
There was only a waiter in the hall and no one to take care of the guests.
The group grabs the man by the arm.
It wouldn't be entertaining, judging by the outfit.
I thought he was a friend, but the relationship between A and A was clear.
“Moon Jung, don't do that · ·”
“Let go of me. Just these two! ”
Ta-da!
“Aah!”
The clumsy hand of a man called the Gatekeeper slapped her on the cheek.
I tried to reflexively raise myself up and run toward you.
“Friend.”
Mongdu caught me.
“Look at the situation and move. What are we doing here? ”
I wasn't wrong.
If you get caught in a commotion and get caught in a block, it's money and time, and you just blow it.
If you are not lucky, you may be blown away.
We just had to focus on pretending to be rich.
Ta-da!
You hear the sound of flesh and flesh clashing again.
The women who were sitting nearby ran out of the hall to look for an employee.
“Cocky bitch. How dare you frown? ”
“Nothing, Literature · · ·"
“You can't do this. Customer.”
The woman shakes her head, shaking her head.
A worse waiter tried to stop him, but he seemed to have the opposite effect.
Is he bleeding or drunk?
A man with a dark red face throws money at the waiter's face.
I think I've heard the name "literature," by the way.
“Fuck you. Get out of here with the tip. Before you go to hell, too. That son of a bitch got it. ”
The waiter bit his lip while mumbling.
There was nothing I could do as a man without authority.
However, I continued to block the woman's path to see if she could not retreat.
“Get out of my way! ”
“I'm sorry."
Ta-da!
“Get out of the way. ”
“I'm sorry."
Ta-da!
A man's ruthless assault has moved from woman to waiter.
Everyone stared at them breathlessly.
already frozen cold atmosphere.
I looked around and stopped.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. All of a sudden.
I looked up at the ground floor.
People who stand behind the lights and only see the silhouette.
Several people saw what was going on and were struggling.
The tentacles are coming.
If my expectations are correct · ·
I picked up the money gun and pressed the button on the guy who said he was writing.
Wei, Wei, Wei, Wei
Machine beeps and scraping checks pour in.
“Ouch!”
The papers immediately slammed into the door's face and body and fell to the ground.
The gaze of the people who were looking at him was now on me.
When the song ends in the middle, it's full of silence.
‘What a wonderful timing. ’
The public's face flutters with fury.
If it's too absurd, it's too stuffy.
He frowned and touched me.
“What · · · What! ”
“Ah. Thori. It was so noisy and squeaky. ”
“What?"
Mongdu whispered naturally pretending to dry me.
“Are you crazy?"
Yeah, well said. Are you the youngest drunk?
You hear a voice that is worse than a black voice.
I pretended to relax and nodded my head.
“Two o'clock. Double-floor.”
He muttered like a ventriloquist, but he seemed to understand.
His gaze returned in the direction I had spoken.
The people standing on the sidewalk and the woman who stands out among them.
Poses that look like absolute packs.
I can see deep eyes and knife-like eyes under the gorgeous makeup.
Mondun was smart.
As soon as I saw my breakthrough and saw the woman, I knew the situation.
He reported secretly on my behalf.
“Madame Sim is upstairs. It's not visible in the lens at an angle. ”
Shit. Can't you do something about it?
But the camera in the middle of the shirt was impossible.
Suddenly I can't turn my back and get a clear line of sight.
The crowd abandoned the waiter and approached me.
“What have these bastards been talking about? ”
“Don't stop me. I'm fine now. ”
I sent a signal to Mongdu.
Now would be an opportunity for her to make sure I am branded.
Everything I've ever done has been for that.
‘I'll take you down from here. ’
Mongdu sighs with a worried expression.
But I stepped back with my hands raised as if I were to believe you.
The crowd came to my doorstep and cheered.
“You bastard! I haven't liked you since you were playing pompous. ”
“Nothing, Moon Jung! ”
“Brainy, if you dry it one more time, it's your father's head. ”
The man who tried to stop him next to you shows an egg.
Hmm. Does Kim stand for Brainy?
He must be tired, too.
The stationery made a nasty impression by unbuttoning the sleeve button.
A solid egg ring for a thick gold watch.
“Do you know who I am? You're in the wrong place today. ”
Clearly, if I'm wrong, I'm going for the goal.
I proudly twist my legs and turn the money back.
Money swirls around him.
Weeing Foodduck
“· · · Son of a bitch! ”
“Then you. Do you know who I am? ”
Money already piled up on the floor.
I stood on them.
“I think I know who you are. ”
Greetings.
Maybe he's three brothers.
Literature. Literature. Your Highness.
A strong family noun that enraged the Republic of Korea.
He used to run a department store, but switched to an outlet store after the IMF.
Right now, it's just one of the many companies that's rolling.
But they were still trapped in the glory of the past.
Employee assault. Unauthorized dismissal. Wage cuts.
There is a record of everyone's sins in front of the police station.
“What's it like to own a house that sells clothes? ”
“You, how · ·”
“You'd better stop flirting here. If you don't want to ruin anything at all. ”
“Crazy bastard. Where are you going to talk? ”
“Why? You don't think I can do it? ”
Weeing
Another round of money.
Probably worth a lot more tips than this guy gave me today.
Difference in perception throughout the year.
He knew it too, but he even sharpened his teeth to see if there was a typhoon.
I'm pissed off. I see a lot of eyes. You won't be able to back down easily.
The door swung a bottle of wine on the table.
Wheaties
“Son of a bitch! ”
“Customer.”
But his arm stops in the air.
It's because the officers of the club have blocked my way at a good time.
“I'm sorry, but I need you to finish your seat. ”
“What?”
“The next time you come, you'll have a better seat. ”
“Yi! Yi! This!”
Horses are next. There's nothing like that in the banished yard.
“Come out, boss! Shit! How much did I sell here? ”
“Nothing, Moon Jung. Let's go today. ”
“Yes. The bar isn't the only one here. ”
A disturbed party wakes up with his garment branches.
I found a group of black suits standing behind me.
They leave the store as if fleeing.
The staff approached us.
“Excuse me, would you like to move? ”
He leans back.
A polite but unknown word of intent.
Shit. Are you asking me to leave, too?
I frowned and hesitated.
It was then.
“Chang, you don't say that. ”
A clear, cool voice.
The woman who came down from the second floor.
“Hello, I'm Madame Sim. ”
Awesome
It was Madame Sim.
You mutter in surprise.
“Would you like to come upstairs and have a drink? ”
EP19. The Taste of Money
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