"Vice President Im Jun-hyeong... that would mean Ojeong's heir..."

He'd caught the name of Jang Tae-san's caller in the middle of their conversation.

Jang Tae-san had set up a meeting and left.

The morning classes were over, and lunch was coming up.

Outside the windows of the business building, students hurried every which way, brimming with life.

"Should I believe him? Or is he a con man? Pfft... heh heh."

Professor Lee Dong-jin shook his head.

He'd talked with an undergrad like a man under a spell.

It had been fresh, and it had been a shock.

The kid had called it a forecast, but his eyes had been full of certainty.

Every economic term in their exchange lined up perfectly with what was happening in the world.

There wasn't a crack to slip an argument into.

When it came to Fed Chairman Bernanke's papers and his next moves, the professor had been left with nothing to say.

The point looked simple, and that was exactly why everyone walked right past it.

Just as Jang Tae-san said, naive academics were far too complacent about this crisis.

Few people were calling for disaster the way Dr. Doom was.

"Dollar quantitative easing in my lifetime... If it happens, the other countries that print money won't sit still. Europe and Japan will print too."

Professor Lee Dong-jin knew economics as well as business, and his mind ran further.

Once he grabbed hold of the question Jang Tae-san had tossed him, the whole picture drew itself.

No—it became a model he could make predictions with.

"It comes down to whether I believe it or not..."

But the kid was so young.

He granted the argument, yet a wall kept going up in his mind.

No one that age should have that kind of learning and insight.

"If he's right, it's a jackpot."

Lee Dong-jin trusted what Jang Tae-san had said, but he had no intention of investing.

He believed it, but not all the way.

An economist's job: study the past, understand the present, predict the future.

That alone was enough to make Lee…