Story of a Big Player from Gangnam

Gu Gu returned to normal. The famous philosophy museum in Gangnam, Seoul, seemed to have been in a dream.

“The philosophy doctor is probably a high-end con man, too. How can a man know the fate of a man? ”

I got a call from Park Jong-seok.

“Hey, bro! Where were you Saturday night? ”

“Yes, there was a philosophy of tolerance in Gangnam. ”

“Philosophy? That's all superstition. ”

“I don't know if I see it that way...”

“What are you talking about at the philosophy? ”

“I'm going to be very rich. Once upon a time, a bricklayer asked me to buy it for him. ”

“Puhaha. When will we get rich? I can't even earn 2 million won. Even if you collect a million won from this crocodile, it'll take you 10 years to reach 120 million. Can you save up for a baby when you get married? ”

“Knng...”

“If you don't get married and raise it for 30 years, it's 36,000. Do you have any idea how much Gangnam's apartment costs? I sat there talking like a rich man. ”

“Phew... I see. ”

“But don't go. They're all scammers. In one book, it says that the realm of God, not the realm of man, knows man's destiny. ”

“The principle of a pharmacy is that it's a famous house that my mom frequents...”

“By the way, I was going to call because I'm marrying you, and the story went somewhere else. ”

“Won Chul answered the phone. ”

“Did you? Meet me in front of the city hall at 12: 30 on the wedding day. ”

“Sure. ”

“You should get married too. ”

“I gave up. Aren't we three guns and five guns? ”

“You're still self-taught. I'm hanging up because I'm going to an interview today. ”

“Where are you taking the test? ”

“I don't know. Some tech, maybe a machicoba factory. ”

“Well, good luck with that. ”

I hung up the caller and saw Karenda hanging on the wall. It was before Won-Cheol's wedding day.

“Damn, the bank has to pay interest, but since it's a wedding... how much do you pay for the ceremony? Usually it's 50,000 won, but that's not gonna happen, is it? You're the son of a household, and you're in a big business. You have to spend $100. This is bad. Money."

The salary date was not long after I started working at the factory. Guggenho frowned and worried.

“I can't believe human relief is suffering for only 100,000 won! It's a choppy world! ”

Guggenho punched the floor of the room.

“But what's Principal going to wear on the wedding day? ”

Gu Gu unconsciously went to the refrigerator and fetched soju. I took a steam bag off the dining table and started drinking it as a drink.

“People get married, but I have no hope. Ehhh.”

Gu Gu felt like pouring soju directly into his mouth, not drinking soju.

The company asked for you.

“Mr. Gu Gun-ho, how are you? Are you fit to work? ”

‘I'm not sure yet. I'll work hard. “

“You don't have to clean the drums anymore. The old lady's back. Now move her to the grinding unit. If you have anything to hand over, she'll be out after 10: 00. ”

“Very well. ”

The grinding unit handles the grinding machine, but the washing panel, the grinding unit, that's all it is. The sound of the machine makes a lot of noise, but it's less powerful. I felt like I would live because I didn't see Captain Kim's sullen face.

There's a new lady in the washing room. Rumor has it that the child has some time to get into school and come out again. A woman with a big face like a tray came to the factory with smiling eyes like that of a date seed. Captain Kim greeted the lady, trembling.

“Oh, you've gotten younger. ”

“Captain Kim is getting younger. Who is this bachelor? Albasant?”

“No, a new hire. Starting today, I'm handing over the job to the lady and going to the grinding unit. ”

“Really? Hohoho. You're a handsome young man. ”

Gu Gunho glanced at her quietly. He looks very sturdy without a figure, and his forearm looks thicker than a groin.

“A chemical drum is a beast next to that forklift over there. Stack B chemicals in the back of the container. Lid must be marked with each mark and chemical product B must be well cleaned. Delivery with impurities remains will result in a claim. ”

“Haha, I don't have to explain it. There's a couple of canisters left over here, and we'll move them that way. I was in and out of a forklift and got in the way. ”

The lady rolled up her arms and pushed her two drums to the wilderness. I took one piece of guava, and the lady carried two of them and threw them down to the height of five levels of the wilderness camp.

“What a woman with that energy! ”

Guggenho was impressed by her skills.

“I don't think I'm a good enough dancer. ”

Gu Cho is roughly handed over and the same as the grinding unit. The mill commander was a tall, thin 50s.

“This is the new relief kit for the grinding unit. ”

I thought he'd give me a hand and shake my hand since he's new here, but he didn't.

“Oh, don't stand there. What if I touch the wire? ”

It looked like Gudang had touched one outlet with several electrical plugs.

“Yikes! I'm sorry. ”

“Oh, and come out this way. The forklift won't come in! ”

The forklift carries an enormous amount of waste plastic canisters.

There was also a foreigner in the grinding class, but he smiled brightly at the Gu Gun Ho. There's a cute foreigner, but he's black and disgusting. Foreigners used earmuffs and masks when working.

“Did you bring the earplugs? ”

The captain asked Gu Gun-ho.

“Well, you didn't tell me to get earplugs ready. ”

“You didn't bring it? ”

The captain looks around. I threw the earplug on a broken metal desk to the helmet.

‘Use mine. “

My earplugs make me feel so dirty and embarrassed. When Gu was reluctant, he glanced at Gu, as if he was sad.

“Take me to that waste drum over there or that foreigner today. ”

“I understand.”

You hear a lot of noise when the supervisor puts the switch in the electrical box. Foreigners attach white liquid incarnation medicine to small cans with a very nasty smell. It was hard to smell enough to make me sick.

After work, I went back to the study room and my clothes still smelled like gunpowder. My back and left wrists hurt a lot today because I flew a lot of plastic cans for grinding. I searched through the bookshelf drawer and pulled out the wrench.

“This is an old fascist. I don't know if it'll work. ”

The hook attaches the fasts to the left wrist and waist. I was tired of dinner, so I boiled a ramen, ate it, and lay in a bed with my feet throbbing. I called him because I was curious about Park Jong-seok, who was lying down and touching his smartphone.