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 Won-Chul, Gun-Ho's high school classmate, sent him the wedding invitation through KaTalk. Gun-Ho received a call about it last time; this time, Won-Chul sent the official wedding invitation.
 "Oh, that's right. Won-Chul is getting married this Saturday!" Gun-Ho zoomed in on the wedding invitation. "Their wedding will take place at a hotel in Gangnam. I can't even read or remember the name of the hotel and the wedding venue. They are long and in a foreign language. Sh*t."
 Won-Chul included a photo of himself in a tuxedo as the groom and his bride wearing a veil. They were smiling in the photo; they looked glamorous and classy.
 "Whew -"
 Gun-Ho knew he should be happy for Won-Chul, but he couldn't help but sigh. There was one more photo; it was a photo of the groom and the bride in a traditional Korean outfit. They were facing each other in the photo. The bride looked so pretty, maybe because of her heavy makeup and her glamorous hair.
 "Since his parents are wealthy, they probably bought a small condo for Won-Chul as a wedding gift. Ha. What about me? I am already over 30 and I've never dated a girl before. I am truly a 5-GivingUp."
 5-GivingUp referred to a person like Gun-Ho; a person who gave up 5 things: having a romantic relationship, getting married, having a child, having a social life, and owning a house. If 2 more things were added to the list, then it was called 7-GivingUp, which were a dream and hope.
 "Will I have a dream and hope if I get a skills certificate?"
 Gun-Ho and Won-Chul were not close in high school. They belonged to different social groups. Won-Chul was ranked first or second in his class in high school. He also had a strong physique, and Gun-Ho didn't even try to challenge him at that time.
 During his college years, Gun-Ho came to his hometown, Juan Town, Incheon, to spend his summer and winter break with his parents. His college was far from Incheon in the countryside. One day, when Gun-Ho worked part-time at a 24/7 convenience store, Won-Chul walked in the store to buy something. Won-Chul was a Y University student in Seoul. He was with a pretty girl. Gun-Ho didn't acknowledge him, neither did Won-Chul even after he saw Gun-Ho standing behind the counter.
 "Despite how things were between us, he sent me his wedding invitation; he must have changed over the years."
 One of the ceiling lights in his room started flickering.
 "The fluorescent bulb blinked out."
 Gun-Ho stood on a chair and removed one of the ceiling lights. Once he removed one of the two lights, the room became dim. That made Gun-Ho feel more depressed, and he started drinking soju. He then felt a longing for a woman, and for the first time in a long time, he masturbated before heading to bed.
 Saturday came around. It was Won-Chul's wedding day. Gun-Ho was getting ready for the wedding, wearing a suit with a tie.
 "Gosh, it has been years since I wore a tie."
 Clothes make the man. Once Gun-Ho wore a suit instead of a factory uniform, he looked fabulous. He took the subway from Yangju station to Gangnam Sinsa station to get to the wedding venue; it was a boring and fatiguing trip.
 "A lot of people came."
 Won-Chul was greeting and thanking each and every one of the guests for coming to his wedding. He was wearing a gold metal frame glasses; he looked smart. His mom was standing next to him; she looked young.
 "How old is she? She looks at least 10 years younger than my mom who is working as a caregiver in a nursing home."
 A lot of congratulatory flower wreaths formed a line: one from the president of L group Won-Chul was working for, one from a director of a big company Won-Chul's dad was working for, and one from the president of Pharmacist Association since his mom was a member of the association. On top of that, there were many flower wreaths from CEOs of pharmaceutical companies, congressmen, etc.; probably more than 30 wreaths were there.
 "Sh*t. At my wedding, I will probably get one congratulatory flower wreath from the owner of the plastic factory in Gyeongsin Town in Yangju. Even my wedding will look shabby with one flower wreath."
 Gun-Ho went closer to Won-Chul.
 "Won-Chul Jo. Congratulations."
 "Oh, Gun-Ho. Thank you."
 Gun-Ho signed the guest book and dropped off 100,000 won as wedding gift money, his precious money he worked his socks off for. After the wedding, it was time for picture-taking with relatives and friends. Gun-Ho posed for the photo with a few friends from high school, who he met at the wedding. Most of Won-Chul's other friends are from his college or work. Gun-Ho felt as if they were thinking like 'did Won-Chul had a friend like him?' while looking at Gun-Ho.
 "All friends of the bride looked sophisticated. Are they from the same pharmaceutical college as the bride?"
 Gun-Ho thought he wouldn't be able to find anyone for him among those women.
 "A factory working man should meet a factory working woman."
 Gun-Ho smiled cynically and walked down to the banquet hall. After the wedding, Gun-Ho took the subway heading to Yangju station. Since it was Saturday, a lot of people were on the subway, especially old people. He couldn't get a seat. He was so tired when he got home; he drank soju again.
 A week passed like an arrow and Gun-Ho was back to work. He had a hard time sleeping at night maybe because he had drunk too much soju lately; he had a headache. He slept around 2 AM and got up late.
 "Uh? Oh God, I'm late for work. The team leader will be bitching."
 It was probably not a lucky day for Gun-Ho. He walked to the place where he parked to find a grey Santa Fe parked in front of his car, blocking his way out. He was already late for work.
 "F*ck, who the hell!"
 Gun-Ho tried to push the car to make a space so he could drive out; it didn't move at all. Fortunately, he found a memo on the windshield with a phone number. The phone kept ringing; whoever left the memo didn't pick up the phone. Gun-Ho spent the next 30 minutes stamping his foot impatiently. He called the number again.
 "Are you calling because of the car? I'm on my way."
 A middle-aged woman came running from the building across the OneRoon where Gun-Ho was living in.
 "Haha. I am so sorry."
 She didn't seem to mean it. She seemed to have a lot of nerve.
 As soon as the woman drove her car away, Gun-Ho frantically drove to work. When he arrived at work, many people were standing on the site; not just team leaders but an environmental technician who usually worked in the office was there too. There was the 26-ton tank lorry truck that belonged to the environmental company.
 "Oh, today is wastewater pickup day!"
 The vacuum tanker started sucking the water waste from its storage tank, and it created a loud noise. Raw materials came in as well this busy day; the forklift truck was moving back and forth creating another loud noise. Team leader Kim saw Gun-Ho just arriving.
 "Hello, Sir. Did you just come into work?"
 Team leader Kim gave a 90-degree bow to Gun-Ho as he did to his superiors.
 "Wahahaha."
 Watching the team leader Kim teasing Gun-Ho, all those people standing at the site, including the environmental technician and the forklift driver, laughed along. Gun-Ho blushed with embarrassment. Team leader Kim was a jerk; the environment technician and the forklift driver were no different.
 "Fucking job! I have no will to keep on going here!"
 Gun-Ho changed to his uniform; he found a job opening flyers in his pocket, which he had collected.
 "Opening for an environmental technician, a promising job."
 Gun-Ho tore the flyer. There was another one.
 "Getting your forklift license in no time."
 Gun-Ho tore that flyer too.
 "Welding course big discount!"
 He tore the flyer into pieces. Feeling upset, he thought he was hearing Chairman Lee's voice, whom he met at the fishing site.
 "Learn Boogi. The founder of Samsung, Byung-Chul Lee and the founder of Hyundai Group, Joo-Young Jung, they all learned Boogi when they were young."
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 This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.
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 Long ago, there were people who stood upon the earth with their heads held high. They never bowed to anyone because of their indomitable spirit. They were capable of controlling wind and lightning, and conquering dragons and serpents. They seemed strong enough to split the earth and shatter the stars with their fists. They traveled throughout the land and called themselves Magi. Eventually, one of them would become a Supreme Magus! These men are the ancestors of human beings. Their blood is what we all share today.
 Qing Long is the former strongest man in the world. He traveled through space and time and was reborn as Ji Hao in the Fire Crow Clan of the Southern Wasteland. It’s a complicated world. Forces from both inside and outside of the clan want this young and talented boy to die. Under great pressure, Ji Hao makes a deal with a mysterious man, who resides in his spiritual space, never showing his real face. He gains two drops of blood from a dragon and phoenix. Afterwards, Ji Hao becomes increasingly more powerful.
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 Ye Qing transmigrated into a novel. She was only an unimportant character in the novel, and she was free to live a wonderful life by herself.
 But, her happiness was short-lived. One day, an adorable girl that looked around three-year-old popped up and called out in a milky voice, “Mom.”
 Ye Qing: ???
 On another day, a cute and handsome twenty-something guy hugged her. With tears in his eyes, he said in a voice that was full of affection, “Mom!”
 Ye Qing: ???
 After Ye Qing had somehow inexplicably become the mother of two children, she discovered –
 Neither of these children were human!
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 One day, a little girl pulled a certain big boss to the side to whisper, “Dad, mom was patting my head when she was telling me a bedtime story. I felt too comfortable, and I accidently swung my tail out. Mom seems to have seen my tail. What should I do? QAQ.”
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 Cosplayer Liu Mang accidentally crosses through time and arrived at the Eastern Han Dynasty wearing Aries Gold Cloth. (Saint Seiya!) He arrived on top of the walls of XiaPi right when it was about to fall to Cao Cao.
 “Don’t kill me bro; I’m not working for boss Cao!”
 “Hey! You’re slashing the wrong person! Boss Lu’s underlings are there! Not me!”
 He accidentally saved Lu Bu who was tied up by Song Xian. He accidentally became the son in law of Lu Bu. He accidentally changed the history of the Three Kingdoms period.
 When aluminum casted Gold Cloths are worn by generals like Zhang Liao and Gao Shun during the Eastern Han Dynasty, glistering on their bodies… When the soldiers in the camps are sporting mechanical crossbows… When crossbreeding of rice plants appeared on Lu Bu’s territory…
 Liu Mang knows that a world belonging to Lu is coming.
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 He was once Head of the Immortal Sects.
 Jiang Zheliu resisted the world’s destruction, protecting the people single-handedly. After losing all his spiritual energy, his hair turned white overnight.
 All that remained was a millennium passed in vain, and a grave disease.
 He distanced himself from the Cultivation World, went to Zhongnan Mountain to collect herbal medicines and grow flowers, as if to retire.
 Until….. Those little demons he had once saved, his cherished juniors, even those devils that he had suppressed innumerable times, all came knocking at his door, each more excited than the next gripping his hand:
 “Qianbei, what type do you like? Can you not be so rigid on your requirements?”
 Jiang Zheliu: “……？？？”
 Wenren Ye is newly appointed Devil Lord of the Devil Realm.
 He is cold-hearted, devilishly handsome, and when he was younger he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a certain Head of the Immortal Sects.
 Still obsessed with this defeat, Wenren Ye hurried through the night to Zhongnan Mountain, but all he saw was white-haired weak Immortal Sects Leader, with droopy eyes, sick to the bone, with freshly coughed up blood staining his lips.
 His obsession was still alive, but his heart was also thumping.
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 “Husband, someone bullied me.” A few minutes later, a certain company went bankrupt;
 “Husband, someone likes me.” A few hours later, a certain confessor mysteriously disappeared;
 “Husband, I want to make friends with you, break off friendship, and divorce.”
 One second before she fled abroad to be cool, he appeared at the door of her new home one second later…
 “Go home.” “We are divorced!” “I live next door to you, and you can ask me at any time.”
 On the first day, her door was knocked, “No appointment!” The next day, her mobile phone was blown up, “No appointment!”
 On the third day, her company changed its president.
 A few days later, she knocked on his door helplessly, “Husband, make an appointment?”
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 Because of a shocking group s*x scandal, two male actors took the initiative to bind themselves together. It’s a story about their sweet and professional life together. 
 A typical but not very traditional entertainment novel. 
 The jokes might be old, but they’re sweet.
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 This novel is also known as The Empire's Mr. Jun Is Playing The Villain Again 
 He is the sole heir to the Empire that can topple over the world, matchlessly noble and devilishly handsome. 
 She is Cinderella of the real world, abondoned by the groom at her wedding, mocked by her entourage. When she and her family were forced into a dead end, he swoops in to save her. 
 He said: “Marry me, I will pamper you, be a qualified husband and keep you safe”. 
 The second time he saves her, she said: “Mr Jun, I am willing. Will you still accept me?” 
 After her marriage, she takes revenge from her enemies. But he is distressed: “Are you hurt?” 
 She was spoilt beyond limits. Every night she was tossed left and right. She really felt like her waist would break. 
 “Mr. Jun, I want to rest” 
 Jun Mohan, as he unbuckles his belt, says: “Very good, we are going to sleep right away” 
 As the night passes, Feng Sujin felt like crying. She didn’t mean this type of sleeping. Jun Mohan softly says: “Don’t worry. Whatever you want, I can give it to you”
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 The genius pharmacist transmigrated into a pitiful farm girl’s body. Ignored by her own father, abused by her stepmother, and bullied by her stepbrothers. Her “twin” brother was given to distant relative and she went as the “extra” to live under someone else’s roof.
 Luckily she possessed mad apothecary skills. Collecting herbs, plowing herb fields, formulating medicines and treating the ills, she refused to live an ordinary life as she slowly uncovered the truth of her real identify.
 Inadvertently, she saved a dashing man who was in reality a big, bad wolf hiding under the skin of an innocent little puppy. He pulled out all his tricks: I have no other means to return your favor of saving my life. What say I repay you by marrying you?
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 Long Junhao was a prince, but by some ill-fortune, he transmigrated to the present.
 And worst still, he realized that he had transmigrated into the body of a mentally ill person.
 And…He discovered that he was in a place called an asylum. From observations over these few days, Long Junhao realized that—
 Of those people receiving the same treatment as him…Not a single one was normal…
 This was totally unbearable!
 He wanted to flip a table, “Impudence! Are you s*aves trying to revolt?! Kneel in front of your prince at once!’
 “Yes yes yes, you are the prince. May Your Highness have good health. So…Your Highness, could you take this medicine first?”
 “…” Long Junhao wanted to flip more tables. “I really am the prince!”
 “Yes yes yes, you are the prince. I will strike anyone who says otherwise.”
 “…Enough is enough…”
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 If she were to make the choice again, Ji Bai would never have let her two-faced sickly sister use her as a personal blood bank. She simply wanted to live her own life.
 But in her previous life, Ji Bai ended up neglecting that intimidating young boy.
 When she escaped the hospital in an anemic state with nowhere to go, she fainted in the streets. He brought her home, took care of her meticulously and cherished her.
 For countless long nights, he would kiss the ugly scar on her spine where they drew blood from her.
 Even after her death, he went mad and broke into the funeral to take her ice cold body.
 Returning to when she was 16, Ji Bai seemed to not be afraid of him. When he stared at her from a dark and gloomy corner, Ji Bai looked back at him with a sweet smile.
 “As long as you behave, I’ll be your good friend.”
 Hearing her sincere warning, he looked down at her and laughed coldly——
 “Who the hell wants to be your good friend?”
 He just wanted to hold her in his arms.
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 Now that she was reborn, Ji Bai wanted to pay her gratitude to Xie Sui and change his rough destiny. But that violent teenager seemed to not have taken her warning seriously.
 Until one day, Xie Sui stopped her from leaving the classroom and held her hand tightly. His body was burning hot, and there was a devilish smile on his lips.
 “You want me to listen to you? Then be more obedient.”
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 The brilliant and young high minister, noble and benevolent in character, was once renowned in the capital.
 Once the situation at court changed, his identity was questioned, and his name had since been tainted. As such, he left for a faraway place.
 The pure and innocent pearl of the Zhen family, favored and loved by all, once led a smooth and tranquil life.
 Overnight, the great mansion completely collapsed. She married a bad husband, and her soul succumbed to eternal rest. One day, she awoke from a great dream.
 Confronting the junction of fate, she was determined to change the course of events.
 Their reencounter transformed the trajectory of their lives.
 With his life-saving grace and meticulous care, Pei You’an brought hope to the helpless her.
 Staying by his side in happiness and in sorrow, in life and in death, Zhen Jiafu reawakened feelings of concern in the apathetic him.
 A letter replete with ardent love: traveling a thousand miles to be with the gentleman.
 Despite the chill of the snowy night, with warmth sustained by love, the two hearts were the most intimate they had ever been.
 Although the world has its ups and downs, with you keeping me company, this life is enough.
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 Jiang Xichu was Chen Man’s secretary for many years. There was an inevitable dispute in the workplace. On this day, she just had a big fight with Chen Man. Before she passed away, she was stabbed to death by a psychopath who retaliated against society. Not long after her death, Jiang Xichu learned from the civil servants of the underworld that Chen Man didn’t feel guilty and had embezzled her well-deserved salary. Even her funeral was held casually, her colleagues weren’t able to attend and give their condolences. She goes back into the world full of anger and was ready to frighten the heartless woman, Chen Man. When she arrived at Chen Man’s bedroom, she saw Chen Man held an urn full of her ashes, while slowly looking at her pictures when she was alive while looking haggard.
 A year later, Chen Man also died. The cause of death: suicide caused by severe depression. Jiang Xichu left Chen Man’s home with a complicated mood. She wanted to go back to the underworld and ask Chen Man about it. However, after stepping out of the home, she was reborn again.
 Once again in the world, general manager Chen made her breathless.
 Jiang Xichu: …
 You little actress girl, you play your two faces very smoothly!
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