"Is that figure even possible?"

"……I can't believe it either, and I've seen it."

Today Hong Seokju, chief of Daehan Securities, and Sim Taejun, manager of Daehan Bank's Jamsil branch, had met at a bar in Gangnam they had made their hideout.

The two of them had been firmly recognized as men of merit in the attack on the Dongmyeong Group.

As thanks for their hard work, Chairman Ha Tae-ung had put bonuses worth two billion and one billion won into their overseas coin accounts.

The money was one thing, but the bigger reward was something else.

They now held a place as right-hand men to Chairman Ha Tae-ung, who had planted his flag in Korea's business world.

The rumor that Ha Tae-ung was behind the forces that had brought the Dongmyeong Group to its knees had already spread quietly through business and finance.

Of course, there was no hard proof.

DMC had been acquired by an overseas private equity investment vehicle, an H.R affiliate.

On paper, nothing tied it directly to Ha Tae-ung.

Every H.R affiliate had its own representative director, and the investment vehicle's ownership was finely split up through several layers too.

Even so, among people who knew the inner workings of the chaebol families and the financial world, it was more or less common knowledge.

They could guess who the real owner of all those affiliates was.

Ha Tae-ung!

Hong Seokju thought back to the figure he had seen at the brokerage today. No matter how many times he checked, the figure didn't change.

"It's gone up a trillion in that time. A trillion……."

Sim Taejun looked overwhelmed too. Even he, who prided himself on his success in life, had assets of two billion at most.

Chairman Ha Tae-ung's account had swollen by the trillion in no time.

"It won't just be on our side."

"I suppose not."

"It's very likely grown by a similar amount at Ilseong Futures too."

"……I'm scared of our young Chairman now."

Hong Seokju slowly set down his half-empty glass.

"He didn't even touch his personal money in Korea, and he…