Investor That Can See The Future

Chapter 11

Senior Ki Hong said as if frustrated.

“At the time of the IMF, many domestic companies were sold to foreign capital at low prices. Seosung Electronics, which was swept at 30,000 won and 50,000 won back then, is now over 1.4 million won. After the 2008 financial crisis, foreign IBs have completed restructuring and are making aggressive investments again. What are Korean IBs doing now? Why can’t we? It’s the 4th industrial revolution, it’s fintech, it’s blockchain. The world is changing day by day. If finance fails to keep up with the flow and lags behind, the same thing will happen again.”

Senior Ki Hong continued to speak with a half-twisted tongue.

“There are great entrepreneurs, but no great investors. That’s the reality of this country. But now there must be such a person in our country as well. Therefore, it is necessary to compete with foreign capital confidently. I even got a little bit of cursing for saying I ate and spit on the media from other countries!”

It’s not just about having money.

Developed countries have hundreds of years of history and culture of capitalism. On the other hand, Korea’s finance is at a level that is out of step.

“Will that day ever come?”

At my question, senior Ki Hong said with a bitter smile.

“Okay, okay. You never know.”

He was laughing, chatting and drinking, when someone’s cell phone rang.

Tirling!

Yuri picked up her cell phone and answered the call.

“Right now, I’m at a Korean pocha with Ki-hong and other seniors. Yes. You can come inside.”

After the short call, Yuri put down his cell phone.

“Who is it?”

Yuri calmly answered Kyung-il’s question.

“Seon-ah. I was originally going to see you today, but they told me they were going to drink with the seniors, so they said they would come here.”

“What!?”

Everyone was surprised by that.

Min-young said as if reproaching him.

“What if I call Seon-ah here?”

Yuri had an expression on her face that she did not understand English.

“why? Shouldn’t you be calling me?”

“That, that…”

Everyone’s eyes turned to me at once.

In fact, I was the one who was most upset right now.

damn! What do we do? just run away? Hide in the bathroom?

Thinking so, the bar door opened and a woman in a white coat entered.

She was tall for a woman, with a slender and curvy body, a small face, big eyes, pure white skin and long straight hair.

I looked at her with her surprised expression, and she opened her eyes wide as if surprised too.

“Sun-ah Yoon….”

“After Gangjin?”

It was our first meeting after we broke up.

* * *

The drinking party was awkward.

Tak Tak!

Senior Ki Hong said as he tapped the table with his chopsticks.

“Come on, it’s been a while since we met, but what’s the atmosphere like? let’s have a drink Cheers!”

braided!

The glass clashed.

I pretended to drink soju and glanced at Seon-ah. She chatted with the people around her as if nothing had happened.

Am I the only one who cares?

I think it would be more comfortable if I got drunk.

I continued to drink. While pouring alcohol into the empty glass again, Seon-ah slid her cell phone placed on the table toward her.

There it was written:

[Want to go for coffee?]

* * *

After leaving the drinking party, I sat down at the 24-hour cafe.

Even though it was late, the place was quite full. A couple who looked like students were studying with their TOEIC books open. Maybe they were going to study together tonight.

After receiving the two cups of coffee I ordered, Seon-ah sat across from me.

I decided to take it easy.

If you go back to school anyway, you have no choice but to meet at school.

It is not uncommon for them to date and break up in school. If that was the case, many of them would have dropped out every year.

In the first place, dating in the Hall of Sacred Intelligence itself is a problem. You pay an expensive tuition fee, but you will only study hard.

It was Seon-ah who spoke up first.

“long time no see.”

“Yeah.”

Looking back, it’s been almost two years.

“Have you been well in the military?”

“then. You went well.”

It seems like I came here after struggling to death. (I almost died at one time)

We first met at a freshman reception. Sun-ah was clearly standing out among her classmates, who were now naked.

Beyond just being pretty, Seon-ah had a charm that drew attention.

Everyone, regardless of her classmates and seniors, was interested in her. Maybe all of her wanted her to date her.

Surprisingly, she chose me.

We were an official couple in the school, and we stuck together throughout the semester. Thinking about it now, it was a very happy time.

But towards the end of the first year. There was a problem with my father’s company.

My father ran frantically to save the company, and my mother could not sleep because of worry. Even in a country not familiar with the company’s situation, it was easy to tell that the situation was going badly.

Eventually, the company went bankrupt, and his father collapsed.

Bankruptcy, sickness, mourning, moving… I don’t even know what happened. It was around that time that Seon-ah spoke of her breakup.

I couldn’t even dare to hold on to it, so we parted.

Except for a few bad things in the middle, it’s just that we met like other lovers and then broke up.

“Are you okay with that old man?”

I remembered the image of a male senior who came to play for a while at a school festival. It was the first time I’d seen it in person, but I’ve heard a lot about it before. Because he was such a famous senior.

Go Junhyung.

He is the third son of GH Construction, one of the subsidiaries of a large conglomerate. I’ve seen him for a while, but he seems to be good-looking and has a good personality.

Shortly after he took a leave of absence from school and enlisted, he heard from Minyoung.

Seon-ah is dating that senior.

She nodded her head.

“Huh. How are you?”

Ummm, you’re doing fine.

I suddenly had this question. Since when did he start dating that senior? Maybe before you broke up with me?

I wanted to ask, but I stopped when I saw the ring on her left hand.

What does it mean to come and know now?

I haven’t seen her in a long time, but her face is the same as before. However, her clothes and bag accessories have all changed.

Make-up and clothes were refined, and watches, bags, and shoes all looked like luxury goods.

“It has changed a lot.”

Seon-ah smiled bitterly at her.

“Because a lot of time has passed.”

Two years is quite a long time for a college student.

What did I do during that long time?

“·················ogue.”

You worked hard to protect your country.

I am proud of myself for fulfilling my military duty. Damn it.

After hesitating for a while, Seon-a carefully spoke out her words.

“I’m sorry that I asked you to break up when you were having a hard time.”

“Well, it’s all in the past.”

Seon-ah said in a calm voice.

“Jinhoo. I really liked you.”

Hearing this, I suddenly burst into tears.

I asked absurdly.

“What do you mean?”

“It may sound strange, but it is true. From the first time I saw you, I think you were different from other kids. I always felt alive and confident that I could do anything. That’s why I liked you.”

“Then why did you ask to break up?”

Even if she didn’t listen, she could roughly understand why. Maybe it’s because our house is ruined.

“I just seized the opportunity when it came.”

“What chance? A chance to date a rich man?”

Seon-ah shook her head.

“There is nothing to criticize like that. Because I was the first to ask you to break up. But I want to make my dreams come true.”

“······dream?”

What the hell is this?

I didn’t quite understand her words.

When she saw my expression, Seon-ah smiled softly as if she knew she would.

“I’ll get up first.”

Seon-ah grabbed her bag and got her body up.

Her naan reached out her hand to grab her and stopped her. Instead, she asked a question.

“What is the dream you are talking about?”

Seon-ah turned her head to look at me and she answered briefly.

“success.”

* * *

Instead of going back to drinking, I bought a bottle of soju and a bag of sweets from a nearby convenience store and sat under the parasol.

“Sigh.”

The night air was chilly, and white breath spurted out of her mouth.

I drank soju alone and remembered my deceased father.

The house passed before the funeral was even held. Her mother turned to her relatives for help, but she did not help anyone. And Seon-ah said goodbye.

It felt like everything was falling apart. But she had no time to be sad. Because living people had to live somehow.

Time passed so crazy. While I was in the army, my mother did all sorts of bad things.

Fortunately, some unexpected luck came a few days ago. The game character I sold when I was in middle school came back to my arms for 1.24 billion won.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“It’s a success…”

What the hell is success?

That moment.

A hologram appeared in front of me.

“·················ogue.”

What is this?

OTK Company is an offshore company founded by Taek-Gyu as a tax haven. As a one-person corporation, the CEO is of course Taek-gyu.

But why am I the CEO?

I stared blankly at the hologram.

What does this mean? Am I going to be the CEO of the company Taek-gyu created?

The hologram disappeared before my eyes.

I knew intuitively that this was going to happen in the near future.

The past has already passed. You can’t change what has already happened no matter what you do. But the future has not yet come.

The future can change according to my choices. And now is the moment of that choice.

“OTK Company CEO Kang Jin-hoo…”

Is this the way I should go?

A strong conviction seemed to hit his head. I don’t know what the process will be like or what will be at the end…

I felt like trying it once.

* * *

I got out of the taxi, opened the front door and went into the house.

Taek-gyu was asleep, curled up on the sofa with all the lights on.

“Hey! wake up! hurry!”

After shaking a few times, Taek-gyu forced his eyes to open.

“Ugh! I was sleeping well, why are you waking me up?”

Taek-gyu looked at my face and said.

“How much alcohol have you been drinking? When you’re drunk, go to your house, nigga.”

“Give me your hand.”

“Huh?”

Taek-gyu held out his hand as if he did not understand English.

I grabbed that hand tightly.

“Ouch! What are you doing?”

“Since we got it, we’re doing it together.”

It was the expression of what kind of sound it was knocking on a stick while sleeping.

“What are you doing?”

“Anything.”