Chapter 130
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 130
Chapter Title: Episode 130
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I was completely wasted.
"Oppa..."
I took Na Min-seo to a motel. She was so drunk she could barely stand. I laid her properly on the bed, took off her socks, and covered her with the blanket.
I quietly left the motel room.
'She's definitely pretty, but...'
I had no urge to pounce on her.
A drunk woman out cold wasn't my type. Na Min-seo wasn't even as captivating as my girlfriends.
I wasn't starving for female attention either. If anything, I'd been having so much sex my back ached—no, my bones felt like they were wearing away.
'Above all, Na Min-seo is like junk food. One wrong bite, and I'd be tangled in a headache.'
Na Min-seo's specialty was trouble. She had the brains of a goldfish. Sweet girl, but no thoughts behind those eyes.
'Not even a virgin.'
Politely pass.
'Still, feels good.'
I felt like an alpha male, and it made me smug. Like I'd become a prime stud who could drop any beauty with ease.
'Anyway.'
Jin-seong recalled the drinking session.
- Avoid driving if at all possible.
- Don't go to the party.
- Know the party location?
He'd earnestly warned Na Min-seo not to drive.
Advised her that the partygoers were vile scum.
Successfully pinpointed the exact party location and time.
And finally.
[Drug Antidote]
While Na Min-seo was in the bathroom, he'd slipped the drug antidote into her glass. The drugs were neutralized.
'Druggy bastards, I'll have you eating prison rice.'
He'd report it to the narcotics squad tomorrow.
'Min-seo... Should I recruit her to the company...?'
Na Min-seo wasn't a genius like Jeong Ha-neul, but she could more than handle her own weight in work.
'Get her off booze with an item, teach her a bit, and she'd shape up?'
Truth be told, it was less about coveting her talent and more like watching a problem child left by the well.
With active help from him, she could live well. Ignore her, and she'd crash and burn.
'Eh.'
Decision on hold. Na Min-seo could wait.
'I want it.'
The booze? Her skin? Lust surged insanely. He needed release.
[Me: Wanna?]
He KakaoTalked Mi-yeon. No reply. Probably asleep.
He headed to Mi-yeon's apartment. She must've been exhausted; she slept soundly without waking.
'I want it.'
Lust boiled over.
He mounted the sleeping Mi-yeon. Stripped her clothes, sucked her breasts, slipped fingers into her pussy.
"Ahng... Jin-seong-ssi...?"
Mi-yeon woke up.
"Jin-seong-ssi, you drank?"
"Yeah. Saved someone on the way back."
"...Like my broken heart?"
"Kinda."
Mi-yeon spread her legs herself.
"...Thrust as hard as you want."
"Bon appétit."
"...Yes, eat me up good."
He plunged into her wet pussy.
'Fuck, good. Insane.'
Mi-yeon's pussy was exquisitely premium, her allure inescapable.
"Tired?"
"A bit."
Mi-yeon panted in half-daze, half-ecstasy, fatigue and pleasure mixed.
Sleep was more urgent than sex, but for her beloved boyfriend's relief, she spread wide and clenched tight.
'Grr, delicious.'
Thrusting hips, he came inside her pussy.
Today was Friday. Day to head down to the provinces.
Morning English tutoring, gym workout, briefing from Secretary Han Ji-yu, then grabbed a taxi.
"To Cheongju from here?"
"Yes."
He'd planned bus but switched to taxi. Short on time, flush with cash.
'Need to get my license...'
Still no driver's license.
'Gotta do it soon.'
No more delaying for busyness.
Recalled today's tasks.
1. Scout buildings.
2. Interview 250 people.
3. Contract with Seo Ye-jin.
4. Contract with Kim Ji-ah.
5. Visit YSP Pharma factory.
Busy day ahead.
He'd invested 22 billion in spare cash into stocks: 11 billion each in Jintech and Jason Medical.
200 million was emergency funds.
Jintech should climb 2.5x to 3.5x or more.
Jason Medical, 3x to 4x predicted.
'And retirement lotto...'
Running retirement lotto now. Split evenly between Jintech and Jason Medical.
Small sum yet, but rolled 20+ years? Astronomical gains.
Leverage safe assets, random luck notes, future trend keywords right—hundreds of times principal easy.
Oppa >_< A-young invested in Jintech and Jason Medical too. All-in again!!
Oppa ㅠ.ㅠ Mom's not cooking lately. She's game-addicted and ignoring A-young.
Oh right, YSP Comprehensive Vitamin's raved by viewers. Effects are great!
Wanna date~
Good job haha. Big wins again.
Hire a housekeeper. Wait, no. Oppa'll introduce a good one.
Heard YSP Comprehensive Vitamin's getting good buzz. ^___^
Date tomorrow? Everland?
Housekeeper lady?
Yes! Date! Love it!
My house? Housekeeper handles meals, cleaning, laundry. Super convenient.
^___^ Yeah, date tomorrow. Rides, cute animals, yummy food.
I'll ask Mom about housekeeper!
Yes >_
Oppa, hotel tonight for all-night lovey-dovey haha.
Date set.
President-nim, almost disaster without you.
Thought rich folks party, got duped. Bullshit rich party was druggie den.
Narcotics squad came, questioned and tested me. Scary af ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
He'd tipped off narcotics about the drug party. Nabbed 20+ on site.
Na Min-seo hadn't partied but got flagged for questioning and tests anyway.
Clubs, parties—always careful.
Drink in moderation.
Buy me drinks.
Need comfort drinks.
Busy.
Firm no. No time or mood for Na Min-seo drinks. Girlfriends took all bandwidth.
One round bought was enough. Twice, and endless nagging.
Read instead.
Opened the book.
'Future society...?'
Reading Our Future Society. About society's developmental path.
'Curious...'
Engrossed, then suddenly pondered the future.
How would the world change?
Lives?
Future folks' main interests?
'Random Trend Keyword later.'
Back to reading. Safe driving let him read comfy.
"Arrived."
Taxi stopped at destination.
"Thanks."
"Thank you."
Paid up. Hungry, found nearby bone soup joint. Ordered, hit bathroom.
Opened shop.
Bought items. Curiosity unbearable.
Pristine note appeared. Unfolded the halved paper flat.
Golden word smack center.
[IT]
[Platform]
Lunch done.
With solid realtor, toured buildings.
Planned YSP Building in Cheongju.
Run YSP Enter, Studio, Grandma Rice Cake #3, YSP Gym #2, Grandma Rice Cake Academy, Research Lab.
'Academy trains franchisees...'
'Lab researches new products led by Lee Hyun-woo...'
'Cafeteria as fancy as Seoul's...'
'Investment via building buy—not bad.'
Many appealing buildings. Prices crushed Seoul's.
Then interviews.
[Lee Hyun-joo]
[Feminist, Male-Hater]
Pass.
[Kim Seong-joo]
[Depression]
Pass.
[Park Sun-mi]
[Persecutory Delusion]
Pass.
So many look solid outside, rotten inside.
Regardless of skill, cut the rotten cores.
'Minor?'
16-year-old boy applied for YouTuber.
Acoustic guitar on back.
'Jackpot...'
Jin-seong marveled at the profile.
Triple SS.
Triple S.
Unreal genius.
"Do Min-ho-ssi, ever thought idol over YouTuber?"
"Idol?"
"Yes. Idol. Your talent's too huge for just YouTube."
Do Min-ho flustered.
Just applied for YouTuber, got idol offer?
"You'd blow up as idol. Top star for sure."
"......"
"Take this. My card. Think seriously. Call if interested."
Handed card, two 50k bills for treats, sent him off.
"Take good care of our Ye-jin."
"I should be asking that."
"Uncle, I'll work super hard."
"Good. Work hard. High hopes."
"Won't disappoint."
Contract with Seo Ye-jin signed.
Terms: 6(Ye-jin):4(YSP Enter), 30 mil signing bonus, clean grandma house provided.
Met Kim Ji-ah.
"Nervous?"
"Yeah... What if no approval?"
"Fine. No worries."
Visited Kim Ji-ah's home.
"......"
Jin-seong furrowed brows. No contract vibe. Father half-drunk.
And stepmom...
'Gonna lose it.'
Head spun. Eyes throbbed. Understood why Kim Ji-ah tried running away.