What on earth are they talking about?

Yu Ilhwa, watching, was dizzy in the head.

A conversation past the limits of her understanding went back and forth between the two of them.

Holdings doubled within three years?

Does that make sense?

A bank deposit rate is reckoned high if it so much as reaches three per cent.

So by what means could anybody swell a fortune to double inside three years?

Yu Ilhwa pricked her ears up sharply.

The talk of rich people one seldom meets is not easily picked up.

A moment like this is an opportunity.

One of them is a property magnate whose assets run a good ten trillion.

The other is a super-rich of unknown identity, meaning to buy a thirty-billion property in cash.

And who is that pupil……?

The schoolboy standing beside her client Ha Tae-ung.

He does not look ordinary either.

He is taking Madam Han's unseen force without making anything of it.

It is a presence that overwhelms Yu Ilhwa every time she faces it, to the point where breathing is difficult.

But not one eyebrow moves on either boy.

Granted, for the Haryun Group's descendant……. But that pupil…….

Yu Ilhwa, studying Kang Junu warily and hard.

The air of him carried a wave of energy that stood as a match for her client Ha Tae-ung's.

"I'll vouch for what Tae-ung says."

The schoolboy stepped in again.

"Vouch? And are you anything, boy?"

Han Deogim asked, looking at Kang Junu.

The manner of cutting into the conversation without watching for permission was out of the ordinary.

"Ilseong is my mother's house."

"So it is! Now that I look, you take after Chief Go. Then you'll be Mihui's son!"

A look of gladness passed over Han Deogim's face.

"You know my mother?"

"Your mom? I know her well~ The house you're living in now was mine. A site where the luck of a flourishing line comes bursting out. Somehow your mom knew it, and she came to me I don't know how many times."

"I— I see…….”

Kang Junu was thrown.

He had caught…