Chapter 28
Chapter 28
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: Wolf of Wall Street (2)
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Time passed, and before long, the hedge fund we planned to establish in the US was starting to take solid shape.
"The office isn't fully set up yet..., but we're doing a few small trades to train the staff."
Ha Young-il's voice sounded a bit weary over the international call.
"Good work. Don't forget we need to have everything in place before August ends."
July had flown by in a blur of busyness. I couldn't help much directly, so I'd given Ha Young-il and Lee Si-hyeon some crash courses.
You know, the 100 essentials you need to know on Wall Street... stuff like that.
Luckily, aside from my reincarnation and the slight time shift, reality matched what I knew—same people, same buildings.
Good thing I'd listened to my seniors' stories back then.
"How's things on the Korean side?"
"Here...? It's fine. Uncle Joo-seong's been busy, so the IB side isn't fully set up yet, but that's not urgent."
International calls weren't cheap, so I wrapped up after a few more words.
Click.
I spun my chair around, fiddled with the soft blanket, then let out a deep sigh.
"...Hoo, guess I have to go to school today."
It was Monday, and I was still in elementary... no, national school.
I'm tired. Better eat breakfast and head out quick.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ I dozed off a bit in school. The time difference with the US has wrecked my sleep schedule lately.
...Plus, Si-hyeon was busy, so a different secretary came.
"Miss, we're here."
The female secretary—not quite Si-hyeon level, but decent-looking—opened the car door and helped me out.
"Mm... got it. You can go now."
I frowned at her slightly unprofessional touch and waved her off.
We'd picked a few from Daeha Securities employees... but hmm, none really clicked.
Click.
"Ah, you're back?"
The nanny greeted me at the door when I got home. I gave her a quick hug and whined a little.
"Yeah, I'm back. I'm beat, so draw me a bath first. Prep it, please. Not feeling great lately."
"Oh dear, I'll get it ready right away. Come in and rest first, Miss."
Si-hyeon still had a bit before her shift ended...
Sigh, the problem is there aren't many people I can trust. She's too valuable for babysitting duty, but no one else does it perfectly.
The nanny's great, but relying on her alone feels bad... Plus, I can't tease her as freely.
...Hey, I've got needs too.
"Hoo..."
I slipped into the steaming bath, closed my eyes, and savored the warmth.
Since reincarnating, I've become sensitive to the cold—without good heating, I get seriously stressed.
Actually, beyond that, my current life's made me pretty finicky.
Especially lately.
If my rice cools even a little, it tastes like chewing sand. If the bed sheets or tablecloth are off by an angle, I get irritated.
And the books on the shelf—if one's spine is twisted at the end, I swap it out immediately... little obsessions like that.
Though they vanish like ghosts when it's work time.
Sometimes I wonder if those quirks are fake. Staring at charts, I can wolf down cheap junk food I wouldn't touch otherwise.
'Maybe I just crave these petty luxuries?'
The thrill of gold and power was intoxicating. Even if Yoo Jin-cheol came back to life, I couldn't return to my old planned life.
Splash.
I scooped warm water and tossed it at the mirror. The steam cleared briefly, revealing my pristine nude form.
'Pretty.'
It was always a beautiful body. Unlike before, looking at it now brought no disgust—just admiration.
I soaked away the fatigue for a while, then suddenly frowned.
"...?"
Something felt off down there. I knew why right away.
'...Ah.'
My first period.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ I freaked out a little at first, but snapped back to reality quick enough.
'Think a little blood's gonna stop me from making money?'
The allure of gold was stronger than anything.
Sigh, and I'd mentally prepped for this anyway.
"You're at that age already, Miss... Makes my heart feel all fluttery."
Si-hyeon showed up midway and helped out. The nanny got too flustered—it was embarrassing.
"..."
"Keep your belly warm... You're already good about that. Have some warm tea and rest. You've been working hard lately, right?"
She said it while calmly brewing tea.
Click.
I sipped the tea she'd made.
"Slurp, mm. Feels... okay now. Ugh, weird sensation."
"I don't feel it much myself, but it varies. Tell me if it hurts bad."
"...Nah, doesn't hurt much."
Thanks to my reincarnation perks.
My body's basically immortal at baseline, and whoever picked it went for ultimate convenience.
'No memory of choosing it, though...'
Minor stuff like colds? Never. High pain tolerance too. Haven't tested limits, but short of suicide, I won't die easy.
...Suicide probably would work.
Knowing my type, yeah. No way I'd pick "survive universal heat death" even as a joke.
So period cramps? Barely noticeable, just mild discomfort.
"Enough of that—let's talk work. How's the investment bank side? Family moves... that stuff."
I grimaced, my smooth brow furrowing slightly.
"No big updates from the others. Secretary General doesn't seem too focused on it. Probably sees it as normal expansion."
Yeah, figures.
Everyone's swamped lately. Semiconductor boom kicking off, political scandals popping daily.
"That's part of why we're expanding into IB... Worked out well. Spread rumors around my options profits. Announce Daeha Securities is going full into futures and options."
"Ah, derivatives, got it."
I nodded, sipping tea.
"Yeah... My 100 billion won from derivatives is kinda famous now? This forces the market to form naturally. Don't just see it as smoke—prep up. We're doing it for real."
Issues breed money and influence.
Why I don't just chase cash. Money doesn't fully move people.
It's the ultimate MacGyver knife in capitalism, sure. But stock up on blades for every job to wield real power.
I pocketed 100 billion from options and used the moths to flame to birth an options market. Then Daeha Securities skims the fees.
"Stick to mostly short positions on options for now. Traders avoid shorts, so prime opportunity."
Net short options are risky—theoretical unlimited loss.
But... they usually print. You only blow up on black swans outside market norms.
I know most history, so no sweat.
"Got it, I'll pass it on."
Lee Si-hyeon bowed, jotting notes.
"..."
I sighed softly.
Normally it'd be fine, but today... mood's not fully lifted.
She eyed me with concern. Showing weakness to subordinates isn't ideal, but...
Whatever. Nothing matters more than my mood.
"Want some chocolate?"
I nodded, took a piece from her without a word, munched, then flopped into bed.
Tap tap.
Sulking, I patted the bed beside me.
"You too, over here."
"...I have work. And you haven't brushed your teeth, Miss."
"Shut it, no backtalk—come here."
She sighed at that, then shed her crisp suit.
"Just tonight. Keep this up, and I'll tell the nanny."
Swish.
She unbuttoned her blouse; I grabbed her toned arm, pulled her down beside me.
"Mm... yeah, better. Nice."
Her full, soft chest and perfectly honed body soothed me.
Si-hyeon hugged me gently, smiling faintly.
"Want a lullaby?"
Teasing, but I just nodded.
"...Sure."
Heating, warm tea—nice.
But nothing beat human warmth.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Next day.
I kicked off the blankets like mad.
"Agh!"
What was I thinking?
Body young, so mind regressed too? Have you lost it, Yoo Ha-yeon?
Snap out of it. Factoring past life, Si-hyeon's way younger than me... nah, not really.
Anyway, full-grown adult dozing to a lullaby from someone younger? Insult to my dignity.
"Ugh..."
What? Human warmth best? Cannibalism much?
Not skinning people for coats...
Damn, her tits were nice though. Problem is, mine are heading that way soon...
"Miss?"
I ignored the nanny calling from outside, clutched my head.
Fine, great.
Times like this... call for the perfect fix.
I grabbed the phone, called that cheeky secretary who'd snuck back to her room.
"Get Ha Young-il. Plans changed—prep for short selling."
Yep.
Nothing clears the head like a good short.