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 "Ee, this is a treasure!’
 It's not a treasure level.
 It's a cultural heritage. It's a prophecy.
 There are a lot of nonsense, but if you think about it in other words, this much has to be collapsed to make it what he thinks is national bankruptcy.
 He urgently found the next page.
 But there wasn't.
 Tae-gyu, who urgently saw Jong-hyuk, hardened his face.
 I'll never give you everything!’
 However, this much makes me tremble.
 If Park Tae-kyu had only drawn a blueprint for Korea, which would collapse under George Soros' attack, Jong-hyuk would have even finished careful brush strokes.
 That's why I'm scared. Scared.
 Even he, who was talking about national bankruptcy, is blind.
 I don't know if this is coffee.
 Black coffee, cafe latte, cappuccino.
 There were only three menus, so the cappuccino tasted bland.
 Park Tae-kyu, who does not know how Jong-hyuk feels, also swallowed his dry mouth while looking at the narrowed forehead of Jong-hyuk, which has all the worries in the world, as a person who predicted this.
 "Choi, what do you expect from Choi Jong-hyuk?"
 "IMF."
 "……?!"
 "The country will receive emergency money from the IMF and economic sanctions."
 It's a big bang!
 People gathered their eyes.
 However, Park Tae-kyu, who stood up throwing out his chair, could not care less.
 "It's not a Borrowing Reservation Agreement?!"
 Borrowing reservation agreement close to negative bank accounts.
 If it ends with this, it can be recovered somehow, but emergency blood transfusion funds are different.
 From the moment of receiving the emergency fund, South Korea must operate its economy according to the IMF's instructions.
 It was virtually a loss of economic sovereignty.
 "The insolvency of Korean companies is too great. We have very little foreign currency."
 As the president's economic policy of more than $10,000 in gross national income and the Korean won had to be assessed to join the OECD, he sold foreign currency indiscriminately. It's still being sold out.
 Korea was losing even its strength to withstand it with its mental strength.
 "It's called Heunhee Cannabis. But there are too many of them in Korea."
 Park Tae-kyu's face is stiff.
 "Correlation between politics and business……"."
 The inseparable relationship between the government and businesses since the old days of military dictatorship.
 The civil government came into power.However, businesses and governments are still one body.
 "And there was a boom, and there was a lot of hubris. Even if it's hard, all you have to do is overcome this crisis. Korea, which has been hidden by its unfounded hope, will realize it only after it falls into hell. The hemps that tried to embrace somehow were private."
 Even if you realize it just before you fall, your foreign exchange reserves are extremely small. South Korea will not be able to buy tickets to the underworld, which it has reserved in advance, and will get on the train.
 Slap!
 Park Tae-kyu's heart sank.
 "But……, no matter how…"…."
 Jong-hyuk nodded at his disbelief.
 This is because Korea's forthcoming future is much more disastrous than his expected national bankruptcy.
 The fall beyond human imagination.
 Jong-hyuk decided to stop here and took the papers and pulled himself up.
 "If you're interested in joining us, please contact us at this number. For your information, the investment is about 100 million won. Because I can't spend more money than that."
 "Oh, wait a minute!"
 Jong-hyuk left the cafe without looking back, and Park Tae-gyu, who didn't see a small student leaving together, stared blankly at the door.
 "…urgent blood money?"
 If the Borrowing Reservation Agreement is a loan, it means that emergency money will change the hostess of the Republic of Korea.
 That's also a merciless stepmother.
 At the worst, his back was soaked in cold sweat, as he had only thought about the borrowing reservation agreement.
 "Coffee is expensive."
 "It's not even delicious. I think vending machine coffee will taste better."
 On the other hand, Jong-hyuk, who came outside, turned a blind eye to Park Soo-ho and Kim So-young's eyes, saying, "What happened?"
 Soyoung, who apologized for being harsh.
 When Jang-hyuk said he was going to the arcade with me that it was late, she insisted that she would come with me.
 It came together like that, but it was hard to explain to the only 17-year-old.
 "Come on, it's early, but we'll have a quick meal and an arcade…"…."
 Whooshoo!
 Jong-hyuk shut his mouth at each granger passing by his eyes.
 The permed hair that was sitting arrogant in the back seat.
 Jong-hyuk's head turned after the car.
 "What's wrong?"
 "……No, let's go."
 'No, why is he in Yeouido? Achilles will be cut off.' Jong-hyuk thought he was mistaken and hit Suho on the back.
 "Since you're in Yeouido, let's just eat budae jjigae."
 "Budaejjigae? What's that?"
 "You'll know when you try it."
 'Ha, soju is good for budae jjigae.' Jong-hyuk headed to the old restaurant with disappointment.
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 'Why can't I hear from you?’
 I only showed half the data.
 There should definitely be a bite, but even three days later, Hamheung Cha Temple is still there.
 What's more, today is Saturday when there is no stock trading.
 The word "eat and run" came to mind.
 However, Jong-hyuk shook his head when he recalled Park Tae-kyu before returning to Korea.
 He's the guy who defended the gang, saying he couldn't have realized he was involved in a financial scam.
 A good person who met only good people without bending.
 It was just like that.
 But I didn't like it because I felt like I was handing over the initiative when I contacted him first.
 "Whoa, that's a headache."
 I wanted someone to tell me how Park Tae-kyu has been doing.
 Oh, my god!
 "Sit down! Open the window!"
 Having folded his thoughts, Jong-hyuk narrowed his brows.
 The teacher's eyes looking this way are filled with displeasure.
 "Why again?"
 "Tsk."
 The homeroom teacher, who took his eyes off, looked around the classmates.
 "Finally, the report card you were waiting for came out."
 "Argh!"
 "Ugh……."
 Jong-hyuk straightened his posture.
 I'll see you smile tonight.’
 I was proud just thinking about it.
 "If the average score is less than 100 points, you'll get one per point, so come out in the order you call them. Kang Man-sik."
 "Neck?"
 With his head down, No. 1 accepted his report card and stood holding the blackboard.
 "I have 78 points, so I'm in my 22s. Hold on tight. You'll break your back."
 "Yes, yes."
 One leg and jaw trembled.
 Boo!
 The billiard cue table was swung loudly.
 Oh, my god!
 small sound
 The students, who had closed their eyes with a dark face, wondered and soon smiled brightly.
 The beating is weak.
 Was he a good teacher?’
 In this era, a teacher who hit a student lightly was a good teacher.
 Unlike the students being happy, Jong-hyuk wondered.
 He can't be like that.’
 In his memory, the nickname of the homeroom teacher was blood-stained Q-dae.
 Then it was Jong-hyuk's turn.
 "90 points……hoo. Get down."
 "Yes."
 The homeroom teacher clenched his teeth at the sight of Jong-hyuk holding the blackboard.
 "I hate you without giving you anything." Everything you do without your father!'
 He made a full swing to Jong-hyuk's thick butt.
 Oh my god!
 "……?!"
 Jong-hyuk was surprised, and so were the students.
 But the teacher clenched his teeth and swung harder.
 Struck! Struck! Struck!
 A beating that I hit with all my might.
 "Hoo! Hoo! Get in there!"
 "……Yes."
 Turning around, Jong-hyuk burst out laughing.
 'Now I know.’
 Blood-stained QD targeted only Jong-hyuk himself.
 I felt as dirty as my beautiful hips and thighs.
 "The teacher is really weird! Why are you hitting me so hard?
 break time
 Soyoung stamped her feet.
 Jong-hyuk sighed.
 It's just taken. To our homeroom teacher, Jong-hyuk. He just hates himself.
 There was no answer.
 "Jong-hyuk, you know...I hate to say this now, but Woo, would you like to come over to my house?"
 "Hm?"
 "Thank you for studying with me, she's going to cook something delicious for me."…."
 The average score was 96. Her parents invited Jong-hyuk, who studied with great joy, to the score that came out when they matched the midterm exam papers.
 However, So-young, who was somewhat embarrassed to say it, postponed it by making excuses to herself that she did not know until her report card came out.
 But now that the report card came out, I couldn't put it off any longer.
 The uncharacteristically wiggling look of her made Jong-hyuk grin.
 'Cute, cute.’
 Therefore, I felt mischievous.
 "You don't want to go to the arcade?"
 Soyoung flew around the arcade where she came for the first time.
 Soyoung's face turned red.
 "That's not it!"
 "Yes, I will."
 "Really?"
 It was no big deal, so Jong-hyuk nodded, and So-young's face brightened up.
 After seeing them, Suho bit his lips.
 "Oops! My mom and dad called me, too!"
 "Huh?"
 As the eyes gathered, Suho bowed his head to his drooping heart.
 "I, too, thank you mom and dad for saving me.…I invited you to say thank you for studying with me……."
 I was going to say it after we got closer in case Jong-hyuk refused.
 But So-young went first. At that moment, Suho seemed to lose Jong-hyuk to So-young.
 "What! Chestnut, I said it first!"
 "No! I'm first! It's never first-!"
 At the tearful sight of Suho, Jong-hyuk quickly reached out. Thick and large palms like a pot lid blocked their view.
 Jong-hyuk saw Suho.
 'It was hard to say.’
 Self-esteem lowered by long harassment.
 Jong-hyuk finally understood what he was saying.
 "We don't have to fight over what we can do together. Let's go to Soyoung's house first, and then Suho's house."
 Their expressions were mixed.
 Jong-hyuk patted down Suho's head.
 "You're a man, man. Give up this much."
 "Instead, So-young let's shake off all the refrigerator in the house." Su-ho was surprised by Jong-hyuk's whispering. And then his face brightened up.
 "Well, I'm a man, so I'll give it up."
 "What are you talking about, chestnut.
 "This is real!"
 The two brightened up again, and Jong-hyuk sighed secretly.
 It's hard to see her.
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 " Jong-hyuk아-!"
 "Hm?"
 After lunch, Jong-hyuk arrived at the inactivity and wondered about Shin Sung-il running toward him.
 Slap!
 Shin Sung-il tore the corners of his mouth and hugged Jong-hyuk.
 "Oh, you pretty thing! My treasure boy!"
 "What? What is it?" But it's not just this. The first-year staff also gathered with sparkling eyes.
 "Thank you, Tock Tock. Thanks to you, I came in 10th place from the back! I've never gotten a score like this before!"
 "I got an average of 32 points, didn't? It's the best score of my life! I called my mom and she said, "Don't lie!"
 "My mom's buying me Nike sneakers!"
 "My mom's going to make me something delicious! Thank you. I want you to come with me!"
 Only then did Jong-hyuk, who understood the situation, laugh.
 "Well, you guys memorized it well. You did a great job getting the score."
 Jong-hyuk patted the first-year members, and they smiled brightly once again.
 Then, Jong-hyuk saw the director who was pleased. They said that their grades were good because they improved, but there was no reason for the director to like them.
 No, I didn't think it was exactly this much to like it this much.
 "Hhh. Thanks to you, I pushed the other teachers down the nose. I look forward to your kind cooperation."
 "What?"
 "Hhh. Anyway, we can't make a bet with this anymore on our judo team!"
 At the moment, a puzzle was put in Jong-hyuk's head.
 You've lost, man. You're such a bandit!’
 Now, he was an ugly person without even giving a homeroom teacher. It's always been like that.
 Tong-tongued Jong-hyuk looked around.
 "That director."
 "Huh? Why?"
 "I'm sorry, but can I leave work early today or leave school? The parents of my friend who studied with me invited me."
 Jong-hyuk was cautious. Because only Sunday is a holiday for the sports team.
 "…...good! I feel good! First graders got good grades, so let's take a break today!"
 Not only Jong-hyuk but also the members who were preparing for the exercise became wide-eyed.
 Coach Shin Sung-il looked around the second and third graders.
 "You should try to make me say this, too! Got it?"
 'No, wait?' Jong-hyuk looked at his seniors in a hurry.
 And I got dizzy. This is because their faces, which tried to cheer at the early school, were wrinkled.
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 While I was worried about my future life in the judo team, I arrived at So-young's house.
 "This is my house! Oh, Jong-hyuk, you know that, right?"
 When So-young smiled significantly, Jong-hyuk burst into laughter.
 Of course, I have no choice but to know.
 The starting point of the regression and the place where the first meeting with So-young took place.
 A wall three meters high approached very familiarly.
 "Huh? Have you been to Soyoung's house? Without me knowing?
 It was betrayal.
 Seeing Suho's face, Jong-hyuk quickly explained what happened.
 "…Chit. It should have been my house."
 "Hehe!"
 "Yikes!"
 Holding his forehead, Jong-hyuk saw So-young.
 Raising the winner's nose, she rang the bell.
 Beep beep beep beep beep!
 Unknown bird sound.
 Who are you?
 "I'm back from school!"
 So-young's mother, who came out to the front door, was surprised to see Jong-hyuk's size. And soon, his eyes shone.
 "Is this the one who crossed the wall of our house?"
 Soyoung's talented kid, Jong-hyuk.
 Good at sports and studying.
 "Welcome. Are you friends who studied with Soyoung?""
 "Good morning, ma'am. It's Choi Jong-hyuk!"
 "Ba, it's Park Soo-ho."
 "Yeah. Welcome. I'm Soyoung's mom."
 "I wondered who So-young looked like, and she looked just like her mother."
 "Oh, my God."
 She burst into laughter.
 "Oh, this is why I brought it for my first visit empty-handed."
 So-young's mother burst into laughter again at Delmont, which Jong-hyuk gave out.
 Delmont orange juice in a large glass bottle, how did you think about buying it? It wasn't a childlike act.
 But that's why I liked it.
 "Think it's my house and come in. Since I'm cooking right now, Soyoung, show me around your friends' house."
 "Yes! Come on in, boys!"
 "Excuse me."
 After taking off his shoes, Jong-hyuk looked around the living room.
 Large-sized TV screen that is hard to find in the future and wooden walls instead of wallpaper.
 Ceiling lights and brown sofas that look like chandeliers.
 There was an old feeling.
 But this was the symbol of wealth at this time.’
 interior above the middle class
 Jong-hyuk followed So-young, drenched in old memories.
 "This is the master bedroom, this is my dad's study."
 Is your father a professor? Classic literature and composition books in your study.
 Since the novelist of this period is not this well off, I thought he might be a university professor.
 'There's a bathtub in the house.’
 After exploring the first floor, they headed to the second floor.
 "This is my aunt's room."
 "Auntie?"
 "Yeah, we live together."
 It was a little strange.
 The books on the bookshelf were amazing, too.
 Business books? Stocks?
 When he entered the room, Jong-hyuk looked on the desk and it hardened.
 Why is this here?’
 A4 papers lying on the floor.
 I annotated the printed text with my own handwriting.
 One of the big words was the problem.
 As if possessed, Jong-hyuk narrowed his brows.
 There's not enough of a list of companies?’
 The detective's hunch stood, and Gaeko wriggled.
 There was a bad smell coming out.
 "Soyoung, do you know what your aunt does?"
 Jong-hyuk looked at So-young with a stiff face.
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 well-known for one’s wickedness Choi Jong-hyuk, head of the Intelligent Crime Investigation Unit. He realized the existence of a huge criminal organization. I’m tracking it, but… I’m having a mysterious accident.…
 
 No matter what the police or law schools do, I’ll go!
 
 an unjustified death due to lack of strength Not to let it happen again. Not to create a victim like himself. In 1997, police returned to the past. The reset life begins!
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 Starting off with the production of "Minecraft", Microsoft earned 3.5 billion knives!
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 (The old book "I Was Kicked by Time" has been completed) 
 A modern speculator who has deceived countless people, if his soul suddenly traveled to forty years ago. 
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 It all started in 1980, under the Qianmen Building in Beijing. 
 It started with an orphan named Ning Weimin, who was in poverty... (Important reminder: the career line is not collecting antiques, but speculation and business)
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 A traumatized man's journey of redemption. 
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 Cultivate all things, infinitely improve attributes, weapons, and skills!
 Harvest the strongest twin professions [Brave] and [Demon King] mastery of all martial arts, endless firepower!
 What? Climbing to the top of the tower of gods can get the blessings of the gods and realize all wishes?
 Su Bai: I'm sorry, with full firepower, even gods can be cut!
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 My name is Toru Kurosawa and I am 25 years old. 
 I have another name, Toruya Karasuma, because there is a mysterious old man in the family, and for some inconvenient reasons, I personally don’t like to use this name. 
 Now I just returned to Japan from Italy, and my first stop decided to visit the industry I was planning to retire, a cafe I bought before I left the country. The name seems to be Poirot? 
 Even though when I was 18, I went to Italy to study abroad for seven years because of my rebellion, and was called back by an inexplicable phone call to inherit the family business, it did not change my dream of running a coffee shop! 
 Think about it, you don’t have to wake up early and wake up naturally every day, sit in your own coffee shop and drink a delicious latte, and you can study recipes when you have nothing to do. What a wonderful life! 
 As for groups and organizations? 
 The manager’s salary is so high, don’t you want to do it if you don’t manage the group well for me? 
 Who would want to accept an organization that has been turned into a sieve by undercover agents! 
 Stepping into Poirot, he looked at a certain blond, dark-skinned person who seemed familiar to me to say hello. I pondered: Will the salted fish life I want come true? 
 Brother help! I am surrounded by red squares! 
 Reading Instructions / Demining: 
 1. The first person of the copy, the third person of the text 
 2. The protagonist is neither pure black nor red. It can be understood as neutral and black. He has a wine name but has hardly participated in organizational activities. 
 2021.11.19 Added mine clearance: Qin Ye has private settings related to the protagonist. Other members of the organization also have private settings. There may also be magical changes to the winery-related settings, and the winery will eventually be resolved and will not be changed. But not all personnel will be resolved. Mind not to enter. 
 3. Some characters may be ooc 
 4. The male protagonist in the last sentence of the copy 
 5. Comprehensive world, any changes in details are all self-designed, don’t go into details 
 6. The protagonist has already entered the retirement period in Italy, so he is inclined to the daily trend. The author strives to improve his writing (holding his head, I really think about the plot seriously) 
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 I had a good life when I was little, watching football with Lu Yao and listening to Chen Zhongshi roaring Qin opera... 
 Hey, Comrade Jia, take care of your daughter... 
 (The story takes place in a parallel world, please do not take it personally. Any similarity is purely coincidental) 
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 Already saturated with modern icons. 
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 Street performance at the entrance area of Konkan University. 
 Penalty on failure: cold 
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 I have all kinds of strange dreams and want to fall asleep again. 
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 He also has a sister-in-law who has been in the military area for training since he was young.
 
 He also has an aunt, a terrible woman known as the “goddess” in the martial arts circles.
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 Later, a photo was released to the public.
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 In a high-speed car accident a year ago, the collapsed billboards and road signs formed eerie scarlet characters that looked like blood.
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 【Next stop: 180! 】
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 Not long after, people were surprised to find that all the major events that happened around the world over the years had omens!
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 A photo, a movie, a nightmare...
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 The point is … he regenerated a panda, and also obtained a moe selling system. A panda’s heart collapsed, and his life was gone. He obviously broke the table, but he had to upgrade by selling moe! 
 People all over the world are excited! The marshal’s companion beast’s combat effectiveness is invincible, and all the peculiar mutated insects will be killed by one claw! 
 What’s more … it’s so cute. 
 The rumor said that the panda was holding the Grand Marshal’s leg slowly and slowly, and showed the Marshal with the barely visible wound on his paw, grieving, “It hurts, I’m injured.” 
 【Ding! Congratulations on the success of the host selling moe, get three points selling moe value. 】 
 The Field Marshal is expressionless, and a panda that can blow a group of insects with a single punch can do nothing good. 
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 I don't know.
 A year later, when her girlfriend returned from her studies, she found that she had become the richest man in the world...
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