“[Hey! You crazy bastard!]”

Seunsuk’s ear-splitting high notes burst through the handset as if tearing the eardrums.

“Oh, really. So you’re going to take money from Jieunjae? Yoon Sunwoo, that fool, provided an officetel for Jieunjae.”

Hyung. It’s a whopping 500 million, 500 million. If you were the hyung, could you give up? Despite Seungcheol’s urging and persuasion, Seunsuk’s attitude remained unchanged.

“I checked the market, and 10 billion seems easy. If he asks for more, I might give more.”

[I warned you not to go near Yoon Sunwoo.]

“It’s not Yoon Sunwoo; it’s Jieunjae.”

[They got married, so they are one body. They are a family!]

“But well, it seems like it’s about to fall apart.”

[Ah… Seungcheol, if this matter gets messed up, it’s not just you who will be in trouble, it’s me too. Do you think I came out all the way here just to say this nonsense?]

“That won’t happen. That guy even showed the real estate documents for the officetel. He has a bit of a vulnerable side, so he won’t do anything to harm Yoon Sunwoo.”

Seungcheol looked at the calendar and counted t
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“From the clothes your child will wear, to formula, and even diapers. The money needed for your child each month, probably cannot be covered by the money you earn working all day.”

“What do you mean? Are you offering to help me? You? Help me? Why?”

“It’s not about offering help. It’s not like you’ve done anything good either. But there’s no one else to take responsibility, so it was an inevitable choice, not something you should think of as being chosen. The child to be born to you has done nothing wrong.”

As Seungcheol’s long call ended, the ticking sound and the sound of a lighter being lit could be heard. Jusung, who had deviated from his conscience, casually put the business card he had been holding into his pocket and knocked on the door.

“Boss, it’s Jusung. May I come in?”

“Yeah, come in.”

Jusung opened the door and entered. Kwon Seungcheol stood among the scattered household items without a moment to spare, exhaling cigarette smoke like a sigh.

Stopping briefly at his sight, Jusung took off his shoes and entered the house.

“What brings you here?”

“How have you been?”

Jusung knew very well. He had often seen Kwon Seungcheol’s tendency to get angry and break or throw things when he couldn’t control his temper even while working.

“I didn’t have the face to see you…”

“That’s right. Of course, that’s right. How much did I trust you?”

“So, what do you want, really?”

“Kwon Seungcheol urgently needs money. Probably within this week. Just hand over this business card when that happens.”

“Who is this?”

“A person who lends money very well. As long as it’s not for gambling funds.”

How did you know that my brother urgently needs money?

Jusung looked at Seungcheol, exhaling cigarette smoke, without saying a word.

“20% of the money Kwon Seungcheol borrows will be deposited into your account. If he borrows 100 million, it’s 20 thousand. If he borrows 300 million, it’s 60 thousand. If he borrows 500 million, it’s 100 million. The 20% you receive will be Seungcheol’s interest.”

“What? Are you telling me to betray my brother? You’ve mistaken me. My brother is—”

“No. It’s different.”

Throughout the entire conversation, I could proudly say that I didn’t waver for a single moment. Why am I hesitating now whether to hand over this business card to my brother?

This morning, Jusung stared blankly at the ice water and lunchbox his wife had packed for him when he left home. It was a lunchbox she had prepared by waking up early, thinking he would skip a meal because he was going to the site.

Perhaps that’s why.

“If you don’t borrow the money?”

“That’s something Won Jusung will have to worry about in the future. Handing over this business card to Kwon Seungcheol. That’s my condition.”

As if Jusung had made up his mind, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Seungcheol.
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“What’s this? A job introduction center?”

“Some crazy old man lends money so well.”

“Really?”

His face, which had been in the shadow, brightened for a moment.

“As long as it’s not for gambling funds.”

“This is all illegal loans. You can loosely handle the purpose.”

Did you see the sign that says “Job Introduction Center”? By the way, where did you find out about this high-level information? Jusung, staring at Seungcheol who was smiling while looking down at the business card, had a strange experience, and shivers ran down his spine.

“A person who lends money very well. As long as it’s not for gambling funds.”

Could it be that you knew all this?

Did he emphasize that my brother would get involved in gambling again? It can’t be. How much money did he lose this time?

“If it’s Jeonnam, it’ll take about 5 hours?”

“What will you do after borrowing money?”