Episode 188
The head office of Donglin Battlefield in Xi’an.
Jinmu, who had fallen off Unam’s back, looked at the building from the entrance and blew a light whistle.
According to the guide written on the signboard on the third floor above, the underground road is also the third floor.
It was built very big.
For a long ti, the scale was really huge as it had been positioned as the five battlefields of the central plains and showed off its wealth.
After all, the interest ga is the best way to make money.
It’s a battlefield because it’s good to say it, but in fact, it’s no different from those who break the usury. If there is a difference, is it legal?
The fact that the loan interest does not exceed the scope stipulated by the national law, but the fact that they are doing business with other people’s money is the sa.
Even though they don’t dig the ground and do business, how much power do they give to their hair?
He is very kind to his custors, but he rcilessly lowers his mace to those who cannot cover their debts.
It doesn’t make much of a difference that they don’t use illegal ans like those who just use usury, but they use the guise of the law to take them forcibly. It might be even more vicious in that there is nowhere to complain.
But it doesn’t matter.
Isn’t everyone’s way of life different?
Because Jinmu is a custor.
It also entrusted a huge sum of money called the Golden Ten Coffin.
Sigh.
When the door opened, the clerks at the battlefield, who were cleaning up the interior, turned their heads and cast their gazes at Jimmu.
huh? What’s wrong with the tail?
did you have a fight?
Apparently, it’s a picture of a man with a strong heart who ca to the battlefield drinking and doing things.
“Nush?”
The clerk, who was clearing the table fragnts scattered on the floor, wondered and looked up and down Jinmu.
The character ten (十) was clearly drawn on the temple of Jinmu, who was looking down at the cocky eyes.
Well, the clothes I changed into were a bit shabby.
If you look like you have money, you will stand out, so I took care and dressed shabby.
And because of that, I fully understand and understand that the first impression may not be good.
Originally, I am polite to those who seem to have such people, but if they look even a little tawdry, they are not treated well.
But anyway, what about it? Nyu Shuu?
Have you ever seen such a foolish bastard?
Do you judge people based on their appearance? You are far from being a great person.
Did the term Jeokjin Seongsan (積塵成山) co about for nothing?
Just as dust becos a great mountain, battlefield employees should not treat even the money in the beggar’s begging bowl on the roadside.
Jinmu ignored the clerk who was still taking a quick look at him and walked towards the reception desk.
with my daughter
It was full of clerks, but they proudly rang a bell to let them know that a custor had arrived.
“what?”
As expected, he cleared his ears with an annoyed expression and smiled and whispered to the receptionist who approached.
“Black.”
“…?”
“Three or four.”
“…!”
The clerk’s face, which had been crumpled as he showed signs of being annoyed by Jinmu’s words, spreads out like a piece of cloth pulled out with a heated iron.
“Huh, what if it’s black?”
Jinmu lifted his head with an arrogant expression and smiled at the clerk who was staring at him with wide eyes.
“Where can I sit? Are your legs hurting?”
was imdiately dismissed. Leisurely and toned.
The clerk only blinked his eyes, perhaps because he was so surprised.
Gujwa at Donglim Battlefield is divided into two. white and black accounts.
A hundred is literally clean money. Money placed under the control of the law.
But black is different.
It is so-called back money, and everything, including the source of the money and custor information, is managed in complete secrecy.
It is only their four-digit account number that identifies them.
And if the number is in the 3000s?
It ant a custor with at least five caskets of gold or more.
“Ears dear. I didn’t recognize it…”
The clerk, who quickly changed his expression, twisted his body around and couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
shit is ok It can be cancer.
I’ll understand everything with my open mind, so bring a chair first.
Jinmu nodded benevolently.
“Please wait a mont. I will call the superior.”
The clerk said goodbye and hurriedly ran away.
Of course it should.
If you’re a custor like this, the owner of the battlefield should co out and greet you. arm.
The chair is still there, but let see.
The most thrilling taste in the world is, of course, the taste of money.
Jinmu couldn’t hide his excitent.
* * *
“General man! General adult!”
Hwang Gak-soo, who was preparing to go out, frowned as Gye Yoo-cho, who was supposed to be in charge of the reception desk, ran out in a hurry.
Anyway, it’s a problem.
How long has it been since there was a commotion?
He was busy, as it was almost ti to go to Jinhoeru to entertain an important guest.
“What is the fuss about?”
Gyeyucho didn’t care about Hwanggaksu’s tone, which was full of annoyance.
“You should co and see.”
“co out?”
“yes.”
“Did this eat the fallen iron coin by mistake? Don’t you know that I have a prior promise? There’s not even an hour left before the head of the branch arrives at Jinhuiru!”
Despite Hwang Gak-soo’s stern rebuke, it was Gye Yu-cho who reported her business, not caring what she was more surprised by.
“It is black. black!”
“I must go out now and prepare in advance… Huh? what? Black?”
“yes. The noble of the black account has co?”
“…”
“That’s also for the 3,000th generation account.”
“….”
Hwang Gak-soo blinked his wide-open eyes at the words “Three thousand tis.”
three thousand.
It has many implications.
The black account in Donglim Battlegrounds also has a level.
The 1,000th level was the lowest level at the 2,000 level, where you had to bow your head a little, but starting from the 3,000 level, the story is different.
It was because the owner was a famous rchant, the owner of a huge munpa, or soone who sat in an important position in the governnt.
A number given only to the wealthy.
Wasn’t that the subject of special treatnt at the head office?
“How many tis?”
Hwang Gak-soo stopped preparing, opened the safe in the back, took out the ledger, and unfolded it.
Donglim Battlefield black account custor list.
“Samsaio…”
Chow!
Hwanggaksu quickly flipped through the list, repeating the number Gyeyucho said.
“Three…two… uh?”
It’s the sa no matter how many tis you rub your eyes and check.
A number where the red dye was not yet dry.
Hwang Gak-soo’s face twisted.
Did the owner of the frozen account visit at this point?
After Hwang Gak-su beca the commander-in-chief, most of the accounts frozen by Mong-ya’s order were from the 1,000 and 2,000 units whose identity was not clear.
That said, it wasn’t that there were no 3,000 generations, but it was extrely rare. At that point, no matter how much he was the general, he couldn’t touch it, so he carefully selected only dormant accounts that were rarely visited among the applicable accounts and froze them out of the way.
Money that has been left behind and has not been sought for close to a year or more.
Like most owners of black accounts, they have a bad back. If it was left alone without a visit for a year or more, it would be a situation where it would be dead or the corruption would be revealed and it would not be possible to co to find it.
But suddenly it appeared.
in one year.
A fortune entrusted with a large sum of money, equivalent to ten golden coffins.
“shit! If it had to be…”
Hwang Gak-soo felt his eyes go dark and covered the list.
At this amount, I couldn’t leave it to the lower things like ginseng.
I’m a little busy, but I can’t help it.
You just have to go and see it in person.
“Where are you?”
“He is at the reception desk.”
“You fool! What if you put the nobleman on the reception table! Hurry up and take to the private room on this floor. Prepare tea like West Lake Longjing or Angye Tieguanyin!”
At Hwang Gak-soo’s quick command, Gyeyu-cho hurriedly ran out.
“Damn it…. in the midst of being so busy.”
I was very annoyed, but I couldn’t help it.
Even though he is a soldier who once served as an escort for Dongrim Battlefield, he is also a person with thick bones on the battlefield.
It was brainwashed deep into the marrow that Jaeshin should not be treated badly.
* * *
Jinmu, who was guided to the private room on this floor by Gyeyucho, was extrely pleased.
Morak Morak.
Two mugs of steaming steam on the table.
I can tell just by slling it. West Lake Longjing and Angye Tieguanyin.
As others say, there is a lot of money and it is sothing to see. Isn’t the hospitality different?
The cushion on the prepared chair covers the lower body with a softness that makes it hard to wake up, and the armrests are so well made that you feel sleepy as soon as you put your arms on them.
Sibi, who is waiting in front of the door, carefully examines even her breathing to see if Jinmu is ordering sothing.
“Shall we serve refreshnts?”
“it’s okay.”
“If so, what about Jeok Ok-chun?”
“Heh heh.”
Respectfully and politely, he puts his hands together in front of him, smiles broadly as if he originally only knew how to smile, and asks with finely curved eyes.
“It’s okay, heh heh heh.”
“Can I give you a massage?”
Until the massage?
Aren’t I bad?
Co to think of it, I ran all the way from Gongju to Xi’an, and it seems that my body is a little sluggish…
Clap clap.
When Jinmu doesn’t answer, the quick-witted Sibi claps her hands twice to send a signal.
Then, when it was prepared, three burly n appeared, not like a heavenly fairy…
uh?
Oh, didn’t you give a massage?
Originally, this kind of thing is more of a woman’s soft touch….
Casting casting.
“…”
Isn’t it …?
what? what? What is this hand movent?
Is it super cool?
It seems that they trained professionally, but the n’s hands only picked out the places where the muscles were tight and worked them out effectively.
Moreover, what is this comfort?
I can’t believe there’s sothing going on in my body.
Among Sapaecheon’s subordinates, there was no one who knew how to do this…
While Jinmu was entrusting himself with extre comfort.
“The commander-in-chief told to rest for a while, saying that he has urgent matters to take care of first. He said he would co as quickly as possible.”
“If you’re busy, maybe.”
Jinmu happily nodded.
That’s what money really is. It creates leisure, character, and people.
how much ti has passed
“Kreub… use it.”
He woke up at the sound of the door opening and wiped the liquid from his mouth.
I fell asleep for a while because I entrusted my body to the masseuse’s hands.
got lazy
Dozing off in a chair while getting a massage in a dangerous river.
What’s the big deal though? I am a custor.
“Oh dear! Why am I late?”
The man who opened the door and ca in looked a little surprised, perhaps because Jinmu looked so young, but then he rubbed his palms together and bowed his head with a friendly expression.
“It’s okay.”
“Thank you. Since it’s the head office, there are a lot of things going on.”
“What could it be?”
Wasn’t it Jimmu, the best (?) in the world if it was the understanding mind of all Moorim?
Showing generosity like Hahae, he waved his hand.
“My na is Hwang Gak-soo, who is in charge of the head office.”
Is it only the commander-in-chief?
Well, that should be it too.
It’s a bit disappointing that Donglim Battlefield Ju didn’t co out in person, but anyway, isn’t it the position to oversee all business in the battlefield if you’re the head office manager?
“You guys just leave.”
At the gesture of Hwang Gak-soo, the masseuses and the attendants leave and the door closes.
It is said that he is a general manager, but his attitude towards custors is different. If you look at the fact that confidentiality is the basis for guaranteeing identity.
“By the way, what is the nobleman of the black account doing at the head office?”
“What else could there be on the battlefield? I’m here to get money.”
“You’re not entrusting it this ti, are you?”
“What happened?”
In fact, I had a little trouble while coming to Xi’an.
Originally, of course, he would have given the money he had entrusted to the battlefield to use as funds, but didn’t he receive Yamyeongju from the joint this ti? Several eggs too.
It’s annoying, but I wanted to give it to you to solve it on your own, but I imdiately changed my mind and ca to the battlefield as originally intended.
No matter how much you think about it, you don’t know if you are in a situation where you have to prepare an ergency fund without a penny.
Unlike simple gold pieces, as long as the owner t them, the price would change dramatically, so I planned to sell them myself later.
Hwang Gak-soo couldn’t hide his disappointnt at Jinmu’s words that he had co to find the money, but Jinmu, who was in a good mood and didn’t notice it, continued his conversation leisurely.
“Withdraw the full amount in the account.”
In an instant, Hwang Gak-soo’s expression hardened visibly.
full amount? A coffin of golden heat?
fucked up
I didn’t expect that the owner of the frozen account would suddenly co and ask for a full withdrawal.
I just thought it would be flexible if I could find it for a while.
And wasn’t it after the money in the frozen account had already departed to the place designated by Mongya?
A real crisis. Hwang Gak-soo quickly shook his head.
We have to overco this crisis sohow.
It’s a matter of one’s soul. Whether it’s a frozen account or a conflict with the governnt, you have to finish it well so that your splendid life that will unfold in the future will not be hindered.
You can never throw away this opportunity that may not co in your lifeti. In order to do that, you had to boil the young talent in front of your eyes.
By mobilizing all of his experience and knowledge that he has lived on the battlefield for a long ti…
“Have you heard of welfare, sir?”
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