At Jong-seok's call, Ko Sung-sil, who was watching him for a while, bowed her head.

"It's been a long time."

"I hear you're from Continental Construction... Did you change jobs?"

Ko Sung-sil bit her lips at Jong-seok's horse. I don't know what's going on, but after being involved with Jongseok, Daedeok Construction's business began to suffer.

And somehow the bank blocked all the loans and tools, which eventually went bankrupt.

And just before his bankruptcy, Wang secretly ran away to China by taking company funds, and Ko Sung-sil became unemployed.

Fortunately, President Jang of Continental Construction, who had been paying attention to the high-profile situation, hired him.

So now I was working as a team leader of the Continental Construction Planning Office. As I got used to the construction of the continent, I came to see Jongseok again.

Anyway, Ko Seong-sil, who was briefly at Jong-seok's words, turned around.

"Let's go."

"What?"

"Like this?"

At the words of his subordinates, Ko Sung-sil stopped talking and began to go out to appeal.

His men faltered and quickly began to follow in the footsteps of Ko Sung-

Jong-seok, who had seen it for a while, entered the building again with the monks.

Ko Sung-sil was in the office of Continental Construction President Chang.

"What did you just say?"

"I think you'd better get your hands off of me."

"Go, you know how much business Ho-Simsa is worth, right?”

"I know."

"But why would you say that? You're not going to say that you couldn't persuade the monks, are you? Director Ko... You weren't the one who was under Chairman Wang, were you?”

Ko Sung-sil shook her head at Chang's words.

"Mids don't matter."

"But why are you saying this?”

"That's..."

Ko Seong-sil, who had been there for a while, opened her mouth.

"Do you know how Chairman Wang went bankrupt?"

"Why is that?"

"I was wondering if you knew..."

"I don't know, but I've heard rumors that you've been caught in the eyes of some great power?"

When Wang spoke, there was a rumor that both the banking sector and the government's business were wrong because they were captured by those in power.

It was rumored that one of the senior presidential secretaries had moved just to see that it could have an influence on the banking sector and various government agencies, regardless of what kind of power it was.

Ko Sung-sil nodded at Chang's remarks.

"That's right. And before that, there was one incident... That has to do with the young guy I saw at the Tribunal today."

"Young guy?"

"Do you happen to know Lee Jong-seok?"

"Lee Jong-seok?"

Jang, who had been thinking for a while, shook his head.

"I don't know. Is it someone I should know?"

Ko Sung-sil nodded at Kang's remarks.

"Why?"

When asked by President Jang, Ko Sung-sil spoke as she knew it. From how monstrous he was, how unlucky he was after he met him.

President Chang, who was listening to the story, asked several questions.

"I really sent 16 and they were all taken to the hospital?"

"A car? You blew it up?"

"Jin Yang-woo? Who is Jin Yang-woo?"

Jang's face, which was listening to Ko Sung-sil's story, was young.

It's not a movie, it's just that one of the 16 gangsters was beaten up and sent to the hospital, and what's even more absurd is that he hit the van with his palm and blew it away far away.

On top of that, he is a brother-in-law with a Chinese tycoon named Jin Yang-woo.

President Jang, who was absent-minded for a while, opened his mouth.

"But you can't close your business here. You know how much money you spent here to get permission? And even if you try to fold it now, you can't fold it. You know what kind of adults are interested in this business?"

Ko Sung-sil was fed up with Jang's words.

"But the monk Ho-jim has no intention of selling..."

"I heard he's doing it today and tomorrow. When an old man dies, the children under him become the boss?"

"Yes, but so are the monks under it."

"That's what it takes to comfort... You're an old man who took the day you died, but you're a lot of people to live for, so if you're willing to pay for it, you'll have money. Besides, it's not like the referee is paying a penny or two. If you sell it, you'll be able to convert it right away and live a life full of it."

Ko Sung-sil bowed her head at Jang's remarks.

"Okay."

"And take care of it quietly. Don't get involved with that weirdo. I don't know what it is, but I'm sure it's a jerk."

I'd like to persuade him not to touch the public hearing anymore, but Jang's greed seemed like it wouldn't work.

With his head down, Ko Sung-sil, who came out of the room, smelled her appetite.

'Should I look for another company?'

***

Three days after visiting Hosimsa Temple, Jong-seok was treating at a licensed clinic.

Jong-seok, who just returned to the doctor's office after giving a trial to one of the patients, waited for the next patient.

And...

The wonder was young in Jong-seok's face.

The man who came in was a high-sincerity.

'Why is he?'

When Jong-seok was wondering, Ko Sung-sil lowered her head and sat down on a chair.

"Did you come here because you're sick? Or... another reason?"

"It's a double whammy."

When Jong-seok raised his hand at Ko Sung-sil's words, he extended his wrist.

Jong-seok opened his mouth in a vein.

"So, uh... How's the son of Chairman Wang, who was on drugs before that?"

"I'm in China now."

"China?"

"Do you know Daedeok Construction has failed?"

"I saw it on the news."

"At that time, Wang ran away to China with all the remaining company funds."

"Ah...then what about you?"

"I thought you were gonna take me with you... It was abandoned."

Jong-seok, who was looking at him, opened his mouth when Ko Sung-sil said.

"So why are you here?"

"I'm here for a favor."

"Why are you talking to me about the favor?”

"That's... I'm here to talk to you so that there's no misunderstanding because you seem to have a close relationship with the great monk Hosim."

The wonder over Jong-seok's face was blurry at the words of Ko Sung-sil. Bringing up the story of Wang's son, Jong-seok confirmed the pulse of Ko Sung-sil.

There is a difference between telling the truth and telling the lie. Now Ko Sung-sil was telling the truth.

Jong-seok, who was looking at Ko Sung-sil, opened his mouth.

"Is there any chance of misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding is due to differences in positions..."

"You mean you made a reservation by looking at me, so you know I have a lot of reservations, right? So I'd like you to give me a short answer. Do you have any misunderstandings?"

At Jong-seok's words, Ko Sung-sil nodded as she looked at him.

Jong-seok frowned at him and saw Ko Sung-sil.

"What are you doing?”

Ko Seong-sil answered quickly to Jong-seok's question.

"First of all, I don't want to argue with you. That's why I want to come and talk to you first."

"So... What's happening?”

"That... can't be said."

"Don't you think there's a misunderstanding already?"

Ko Seong-sil opened her mouth after a while at Jong-seok's words.

"There's nothing illegal."

"It's not illegal, but you're doing something.”

"There's nothing illegal. Everything we do will be done legally."

Jong-seok nodded small, looking at Ko Sung-sil saying the same thing again.

"What about such things as a person being hurt or threatened?"

"None."

'When it comes to the appeal...'

Jong-seok looked at him for a moment at Ko Sung-sil's words.

'Truth......'

Jong-seok nodded as he was looking at Ko Sung-sil.

"If a legal and large monk allows a favor to be sold, it's a commercial transaction... There won't be any misunderstanding between me and you.”

"Then I thought it was said..."

Ko Sung-sil was about to wake up when she saw Jong-seok. Jong-seok still holds his wrist.

"Excuse me..."

Jong-seok, who was looking at the ancient castle, took out a saliva from the bedding set next to him and said,

"Do you have any coins?"

"Coins?"

I was wondering what you were talking about, so Ko Seong-sil put one hand in her pocket and took out a coin.

Jong-seok, who was handed a 500 won coin, held the coins and saliva in both hands.

Then he poked his saliva at the coin.

'The sting... is this?'

The sting began to penetrate the coin.

When a thin, thin needle was startled by a metal coin, Jong-seok pulled out the needle.

Then he picked up the coin and put it in his eyes.

Jong-seok opened his mouth, looking at the high-pitched chamber through a very fine hole.

"I'll be watching."

When Jong-seok threw a coin with the horse, Ko Seong-sil received it. Then Jong-seok opened his mouth when he turned around without saying anything and tried to leave the clinic.

"Wait."

At the call, Ko Sung-sil sighed and looked at him.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"You'll have to get spanked. The story is the story and the doctor is the doctor.”

When Ko Seong-sil saw a hole in his hand at Jong-seok's words, he shook his head.

"The sting..."

"You enjoy drinking. Your liver is very damaged for your age, and you seem to enjoy high alcohol."

"How do you do that?”

"And my knees are not very good either. You've been seriously injured before, haven't you?

Whenever Jong-seok talked about his illness, Ko Sung-sil's face hardened and was surprised.

It's a story that is all right. Seeing Ko Sung-sil surprised by him, Jong-seok rose up.

"I'll let you go."

"That's... saliva is..."

Anxious Ko Sung-sil hesitated to get acupuncture from Jong-seok. What does Jong-seok's relationship mean?

Besides, to the one who just showed a threat to punch a coin?

Jong-seok smiled at Ko Sung-sil's hesitation, grabbed him and began to take him to his bedroom.

Chang was listening to the story with Ko Sung-sil in front of him.

"Yes, did you talk well?"

"I didn't think Lee Jong-seok would take issue with it unless it was illegal."

President Jang nodded at Ko Sung-sil's words.

"Work is not only done in the back. Sometimes it's a good idea to spread it out and start. Besides, if it's legal, there's no reason to move behind."

The reason why Ko Sung-sil visited Jong-seok was because of President Jang's order. In any case, Ho Shim's company was too big for Jang to give up, and he made a lot of efforts.

That's why he tried to take care of Jongseok after talking to him openly.

"Great work. Get out."

When Ko Sung-sil tried to bow her head to Chang's words, Chang suddenly said.

"By the way... ...you've become fond of walking."

"What?"

"It was a little weird when I walked, but now it's not."

"Oh... I got spanked and the sourness decreased."

"Chim?"

"Then I'll go out."

President Jang nodded at Ko Sung-sil's words. He opened the door and saw his knee.

Since I broke my knee in the past, I felt uncomfortable walking. By the way... After being acupunctureed by Jong-seok today, the cold street pain disappeared.

'He's a weirdo anyway.’

Thinking so, Ko Sung-sil took out a coin from her pocket. If you don't look closely, you can't see the hole in the coin

***

Jong-seok was entering the Hosimsa Temple with a bag. If the atmosphere had been quiet when I came before, today's reception was quite crowded.

On the first floor of the building where the monks stayed, the ladies gathered to cook and prepare food.

In addition, many people bowed to the temple and listened to the Buddhist scriptures.

Knock knock knock knock!

At the sound of the sutra with a gentle wooden tap, Jong-seok felt relaxed.

'The sound of the wooden table makes me feel at ease.’

I'm not a Buddhist, but the sound of Moktak really made me feel comfortable. As I listened to the Moktak sound for a moment, a hearing monk approached.

"Tree amytabul."

He said, facing deafness, Jong-seok also joined together.

"Is the big monk all right?"

"She's comfortable these days, perhaps because she's been drooling a lot."

Jong-seok nodded at the words of his hearing. But the expression wasn't very good.

There are two kinds of energy in a person: birth. Inborn is a vital force, and acquired is a force called energy and inner strength.

And Hong-ryeong was now very weak in birth. If it is a disease, it is necessary to treat it, but if it is a natural born child, it cannot be helped.

All Jong-seok could do was to control the lingering diseases and muscle pain caused by his weak stamina.

'Is it long enough to be two weeks?'

Thinking like that, when Jongseok moved to a building with Hongryeong, his hearing began to follow suit.

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