The World of Masks

One on Wall Street. Inside the building with the golden sign, Golden Riggs, David was still working hard today. Although he is the main body of another human being as a slave, he is very enthusiastic when he sees him working. Despite being a slave, Jin was a good master who didn't touch himself much. Moreover, this company, Golden Riggs, was safe to assume that it was another child who had invested everything. The owner is someone else, but this is how David has raised the company so far. David had such a great attachment to this company.

"Huh?

The phone rang while looking out at the stock charts that appeared on the monitor again today, comparing the information obtained elsewhere. David hardened his face. David had several phones, but the phone he was ringing was special. A mobile phone made for speaking with only one person.

A call came from his master.

What's going on? '

It can't be sweet. To give a parable, I couldn't do more than the heart of the plains that I suddenly received from the chairman. A plains temple, you can beat the company, but you have the right to life and death. The moment he defies him, he will no longer be a person of this world.

I took a breather.

'Yeah, it's gonna be okay. You haven't had a bad day, have you?'

Good or bad, the truth was a good master. He doesn't interfere with anything, and he gives himself all the power. Of course, he had his right to life and death, so there was no doubt about it, but from David's point of view, he was clearly a good master. But David didn't forget. When he announced his former master's death, he wondered what the problem was that he didn't even care enough.

"Yes, this is David."

[It's been a long time, David.]

"Yes, it's been a long time. My Lord."

I heard a voice that I never wanted to hear again. But fortunately, the voice that comes over the phone is peaceful. I don't think anything happened.

"But what did you call me about? Anything you want me to do."

I carefully asked the owner not to get hurt.

[Oh, it's nothing. I have a favor to ask you. I wish you'd come to Korea sometime.]

"I'll be right there."

[No, there's no need to rush. After what you're about to go through, you might want to come visit me sometime.]

At the words of Jin, David thought of a bear. I thought of the schedule one by one. Seeing his owner say that, it didn't seem really urgent. A really urgent or important appointment seemed okay to proceed. But I couldn't go too late because the owner said so. Moreover, there was no chance that David, the CEO of Golden Riggs, who became a major Wall Street company, would ever have time. At least not recently, and not for long.

I made small promises and deals, sought their understanding and delayed a bit.

"Then I'll see you in a week or so."

[Well, do that.]

Pleasant acceptance returns.

"Very well. I'll see you in a week, my lord. But do you mind if I ask what's going on?"

The owner cautiously spoke, but fortunately, there was no change in his voice over the phone.

[No big deal. I got some new wealth playing this game, because this is a lot of money.]

Something like that. Mack is unraveling. However, the most convenient way for his owner to clean up a lot of his belongings was to get his help. This time, I thought it would be enough to deposit the treasures into the bank as before. At that time, I heard the words of Jin again.

[Well, there are other things to take care of, so you might not make it back for a month.]

That's why he asked me to finish the job. I felt like I needed to extend my promise a little more. Unfortunately, I had no choice but to leave. Fortunately, there were no important appointments on short notice. However, the voice coming from across the phone is not yet finished.

[And you know what?]

The sound of something crunching the paper rings over the phone.

[It looks like you have a colleague of David's, so I thought you should say hello if you have overlapping dates.]

Fellow. David's face is profoundly changed to understand what Jin said. Those who could hear them were in a very narrow range, at least according to the current conversation. Specifically, the other slavery of the establishment, such as yourself.

I said hello to Jinsuk and hung up. I pressed down on the temples. Luckily, it didn't seem like much, but it didn't change as much as the fact that he met a creature who was literally holding everything up higher than himself. It was definitely stressful.

After a brief shallow sigh, you return to work. The tension of going to see the owner hasn't dissipated yet, but this was it. It was time to put aside your thoughts and focus on work.

Knock, knock.

Someone knocks on the door.

"Come in."

The one who came in through the door was his assistant.

"What's going on?"

"I got the results of your investment."

"Investment results?"

"Yes."

David quickly received the documents handed over by his assistant. It was something I did not know. I didn't have the memories I invested in, nor did I have permission. However, the document that he was looking at was filled with His own signature. I quickly manipulated the computer to see the state of my investment in the company. I swallowed a company without my knowledge. But Golden Riggs has nothing to lose. No, I had doubts about whether he was teasing himself or not, so I came to a very good condition. More decisively, the price he paid for handing over the company's shares was money that did not exist in his original company, which he had never heard of. It was literally like swallowing up a company for free.

"You're amazing, boss. I can't believe you pulled off this huge deal without anyone noticing."

"· · · · · · · · · · · · Ha ha, right?"

Smile and hand it over. But David's head was pinging. Analyzing what you just heard means that none of your direct reports are aware of this investment. They all seemed to know that they had invested independently without employees knowing. But he has no memory of that. So it's a trap for something? It was too good for his company. I need to look into the details more, but the brief scan does not appear to be illegal.

'No, there is one possibility.'

He sent out his secretary, loosened his tie, relaxed his neck, then turned his head around and glanced at the computer, and this time he saw the company his company had picked up. It is not unlikely that such sudden transactions will benefit your company.

'If this is your company.'

One of the rewards you have received this time may be for this company now. But how did it get eaten up by his own company? As long as you own all of Golden Riggs' shares, it will eventually have the same effect that you have on this company. But do I have to go through Golden Riggs?

Maybe the company you've been rewarded for now will all belong to Golden Riggs, so I manipulated the computer and looked at the new company. At that moment, David's eyes flashed.

Is that what this is about? '

In such a company, the foreign owners may not look good in the eyes of the United States government. I felt I had to go to Korea this time and find out precisely once. Soon after David had made up his mind, he returned to his original work.

* * *

Beevik.

Headlights lit briefly, then quickly turned off. It was a brief reaction, but it was enough to solve the question of current legislation.

'This is my car.'

It is clear. A slight glimmer, a slight hint of deception, makes it clear that the fancy car fits perfectly into your possession. Once a man, the car that was nice to Jinjin was also a romantic. I just didn't feel the need to buy it on purpose because I didn't need it. However, a pumpkin that rolls in like this changes the story.

"Shall we draw him in? '

I came out late at night to avoid other people's gaze. When I looked at the clock before coming out, it was two o'clock in the morning. Jin opened the door of the car behind the two cars.

Weeing.

"Oh!"

I was amazed. I thought I'd just unlock it, but the car door began to open automatically, unlike I expected. It was also upward, like a bird spreading its wings. It was called the Butterfly Door, but the car, rather than the car with the emblem of a foreign car, did not know such a distinguishing method.

Jinseok put his foot in the car and put his body on the seat. The soft feel wrapped around my whole body. Just the touch of the sheet touching my back made my body tingle.

"Huh?

I tilted my head to look forward. There were too many buttons on the handle. I had to compare it too much to my own car with a crown button.

'· · · · · · · · · · · · What · · · · · · · · · · · What?'

I looked around at the buttons. But the only thing I know for sure is that there was only one button called ENGINE START. He looked around in the car. And I had to be surprised again.

You don't have a transmission? '

Normally, the cars were separated by sticks and autos, so the method of driving the car varies depending on the type of transmission, but the car did not have the transmission itself. Where there could be a transmission, there were only three buttons. From the top, the buttons labeled 'LAUNCH', 'R' and 'AUTO' were lined up.

What is this? '

Jin-seok is embarrassed. I've seen a lot of cars turn the button on, but I can't believe it's a button transmission. Once in my experience, I think the button that says' AUTO 'makes it possible to drive, but · · · · · · · · · · ·.

'· · · · · · · · · · · · · Let's just find out next time.'

The force of this car was too difficult to reach for testing purposes. Jinseok got out of the car and closed the door. Jiaying looked down at the door and was amazed again. This time I opened the door to the car in front of me. This car was not a door that went up like the car that was just boarded, but a door that opened to the side like a normal car. I just sat on a nice seat. This time, I was quite familiar with it. And as soon as I saw the handle, I had to get back on my feet. The steering wheel in front of my eyes resembled the car I just rode.

'No way.'

Jinseok looks at the transmission. Then I wrapped my head around it. Again, there was no transmission in this car. There are only three buttons. If only the car had been running in a line from top to bottom, it would have been stuck at the top of the triangle. And the 'LAUNCH' button was changed to the 'PS' button.

'· · · · · · · · · · · Let's just get on next time.'

Both cars looked too expensive to experiment with. Eventually, he had to get out of the car with a depressed expression. I thought I'd have to do the first trial later.

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