"Eight hundred and twenty-five square metres? And he's buying it?"

Go Mihui, her call with her son ended.

It does not seem to be a joke.

"A penthouse. A super one, at that."

The super penthouse, of which the Signiel has only two.

She had seen the sales catalogue once, years ago.

A super penthouse said to give a view of the Han River and of Seoul.

It had been aimed at the rich of Korea and China, and then THAAD cooled the heat off it.

At the time the super penthouses sold at prices well over thirty billion won.

The officially assessed value ran to more than twice that of the house Go Mihui's father had lived in.

And a high school pupil is buying a place like that.

"The nerve he has inherited from Chairman Ha Cheolgon."

Go Mihui made the assessment coolly.

By what means he had swollen the assets she could not readily guess.

Turning a profit on coin investment is no easy thing.

A coin fever had blown through the upper class's mainstream too at one point.

It had been taken up as a means well suited to building a slush fund in secret.

But now it is in a great crash.

Several people around her had come out of it with heavy losses.

A good many of those who ventured to buy at the peak are cutting their losses now.

And in a situation like that, Ha Tae-ung, who went so far as to recommend coin investment to her son.

She had not gone out of her way to stop it.

Before he was her son's friend, she had felt the thick air of fortune in wealth coming off Ha Tae-ung.

It was like looking at her father when he was young.

"A housewarming gift…… what would be right?"

Eomeonim, thank you for the gift!

She had already received the thanks for it in the middle of the call.

"A high school pupil living in a Signiel super penthouse……. Young and rich, as they say these days? Ho hot."

Think it over again and…