Click. Tsssss.

"Hooooo……."

The mad magpie puffer's moneylending office.

Kang Hongdong, a cigarette in his mouth, blew the smoke out long.

"He signed it over……? The shareholding."

Yang Susan, the mark he had started work on, had signed his shareholding over to Ha Donghwi.

And it was news that had come to his ear at second hand, at that.

"And the bank debt paid off on top of it, the whole lot."

Pacific Fisheries' debts, strung up in a row like dried croaker, had been cleared away neatly.

In a small local community word travels fast.

Pacific Fisheries is a choice company at bottom.

With Yang Susan gone — the ghost that had been eating the money out of the place — all that is left is for Pacific Fisheries to take off.

There is no fisheries business on the east coast with a history as long as Pacific Fisheries'.

And if the small and midsized wholesalers who broke off dealing for a while were to open up again…….

"Fuck. So why hasn't my money been paid?"

Venom flashed in both of Kang Hongdong's eyes.

The principal debtor is Yang Susan.

That made no difference.

The one who stood joint surety is still there, large as life.

Ha Donghwi!

There is talk that he is Haryun's direct line, but he is a bastard who was struck off the group's roll long ago.

Demanding repayment of the debt is illegal, but to Kang Hongdong it is lawful.

A private lender reckons interest by a different arithmetic from everybody else.

The magic by which usury piles up day on day until it becomes the principal.

"Jo and Jang or any other bloody thing……. All I need is my money back. Heh heh heh."

The job his own father put in specially still stands.

He has reported to the Nakcheon faction and is measuring the timing.

Ha Donghwi and that woman have bodyguards on them now.

Go at them half-cocked and the thing could go wrong.

Kang Hongdong had that much sense at least.

"Hoooo……."

Kang Hongdong, drawing deep on the cigarette.

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