"This is exactly why I like you."

"What kind of nonsense is that, out of nowhere?"

Byeong-jin Jo looked at Seong-ho as if to ask what foolishness he was spouting now. But Seong-ho only kept smiling warmly at him and said,

"You're so pure-hearted, I like that."

"Pure-hearted? Who, me?"

Byeong-jin wore a face of pure disbelief.

"Did this guy eat something bad this morning? Why do you keep saying odd things?"

"Get up."

"What?"

"I said get up."

Seong-ho, who'd risen first, gestured for the seated Byeong-jin to stand. Byeong-jin got slowly to his feet, watching Seong-ho.

"Let's go."

"Let's go where, all of a sudden?"

"Ilhyeon Securities' Myeongdong branch."

"The Myeongdong branch? Why the branch, all of a sudden?"

"Just lead the way for now."

Byeong-jin watched blankly as Seong-ho pointed a finger at the door, then set his feet moving. Seong-ho gave his back a push and, closing the door, said,

"Go there, and you'll know what you need to do."

Having shoved Byeong-jin out of the office, Seong-ho, with an amused look, headed with him toward Ilhyeon Securities' Myeongdong branch.

"20,000 won! I'll pay 20,000 won for it!"

"Please wait a moment. It's not your turn yet, sir."

"I've got the money right here, I told you. I've got the cash, so just get it for me already."

A man, half-slumped over the counter, held out a wad of bills to the teller. The bundle in his hand easily topped several million won. But the man's eyes weren't on the several-million-won bundle in his own hand — they were on the numbers displayed behind the teller.

"Ojin Tech. Get me Ojin Tech at 20,000 won."

The teller looked at the man waving the wad of bills with a helpless expression and said,

"Sir, please draw a number first, and fill out this slip with the company name you want to buy, the ticker code, and…"

"Ugh, for heaven's sake, what do I need that for? Just buy it quick. Oh — it's rising. It's rising! You bastard. It went up."

The customer flung the wad of…