<h4>Chapter 117</h4>
I conquered dungeons alone when Yeonhee needed time to adjust after her Strength and Agility levels increased by questpletion boxes. I did three in total, and together we did twelve. It had taken us two months to conquer fifteen American dungeons. That meant we had conquered one every four days.
[umted Points: 55320]
“How about you?”
“47310.”
While the two months had given us much profit, Yeonhee had lost her smile. She was looking out the window indifferently, and it could not be helped. She murmured about dungeons even in her sleep, and she had shouted Marie’s Hand a lot yesterday.
“Mick.”
“Yes.”
“Head to Wilson Hotel.”
Yeonhee asked why, and I motioned to a sign outside that said Wee to Las Vegas.
“Weren’t the dungeons in rural areas?”
Yeonhee asked in a whisper, but her eyes shone with anticipation. It really was and of dreams, even for Yeonhee in this state.
“Everybody, take the load off. We will dpress in Las Vegas.”
My words served as a trigger as the air lightened up for the first time in two months.
“You won’t change your mind?”
Yeonhee smiled. I knew that hunters could not go on hunting and working non-stop, and Las Vegas would be a perfect ce to relieve some stress. (EN: ^_^ )
**
While Yeonhee was at the slot machines, I was ying ckjack in a VIP room. It was the only game I could earn some money by card counting, which I had picked up in a seedy casino in my past life. I had earned three hundred thousand dors with my million buy-in, and I aimed to earn within the limit just short of what would get me in their “ck Book”. (EN: Buy-In; The amount of money that a yer is restricted to using when joining a particr table, including a minimum requirement, maximum amount, or both a minimum and maximum.) (EN: ck Book; “ck Book” is the nickname frequently used to refer to a list of people who are unwee in casinos. The namees from the fact that the people listed are essentially cklisted.)
While my head hurt from concentrating, I was enjoying myself. I lost ten thousand here and earned fifty thousand there. Gambling isn’t fun, winning is fun.
It was then I heard a familiarnguage.
“You guys y somewhere. I’m going to y a round of ckjack.”
What made me notice him was that the voice was also familiar to me. He sat next to me, which had been empty. The man looked at me and then he put his chips on the table. There were at least five million.
“Korean?”
The man asked me, and I knew then who he was. He had not been worth remembering, which had made me take my time. A year ago, he had raised amotion in a ne that had been heading to Seoul. (EN: Chapter 88)
Hansil Group’s son, whom Yeonhee also knew. His name was Changho Cho. I did not feel the need to answer him, as he was pouring money in a Las Vegas casino when the Korean public still felt that the IMF crisis had not ended yet told me what kind of a person he was. (EN: Sun is talking about the misconception that Jonil was foreign owned. As he’s actually responsible for that... ^_^ )
I had been about to move to a different table when he asked me again.
“I am Changho Cho. As fellow Koreans we should introduce ourselves.”
He did not remember me and now motioned with his chin tomand me to sit down. He would think it natural that I would do so even in America. I scoffed inwardly. Hansil was not known in America, and I would have to exin that it managed Korean national airnes.
The dealer was waiting for me, and I sat back on the table again and bet a ten thousand chip. He had bet a hundred thousand.
“Won’t you introduce yourself?”
“Forget the small talk and focus on the game.”
“What?”
“We’re not in Korea. Remember that causing a disturbance will kick us out of the casino and focus on the game. A ckjack table is no ce for formal introductions.”
The casino guards were looking at us because of Changho’s raised voice, and he changed his expression to a sneer. I won, and he lost in that round.
“Petty bets will not take you anywhere.”
He mumbled out loud as he bet another hundred thousand. As I said, ckjack was the only game the yer had a chance of winning. He won a hundred thousand and looked at me again. While he seemed to want to fight it out with me, his chips disappeared while mine increased. He lost all of his chips while mine had be two million.
He seemed to have hurt his pride, as he ignored his secretary’s whispers and had him bring more chips. I started raising my bets from now on. If such a loser was pouring money on the table, I thought winning more would not ce me on the “ck Book” since the casino was raking in cash.
He now had lost all of his chips again, and half of them were mine.
“Bring more.”
“You have to stop now.”
There was a high probability he was not in fact using his own money and he had embezzled it from Hansil. Also, as I held the majority of Hansil shares, his misconduct would be my loss. I opened my mouth then.
“I believe you should stop.”
“Don’t intervene. You seem to have be overconfident at winning a bit. Look at your clothes.”
He was not even drunk as he said the words. His secretary instead apologized like he did so often.
“Director, the situation will be worse if you do note now.”
The situation was already bad, as he had already lost twenty million dors in Las Vegas. If the money had not beenundered correctly, things would go haywire on his return. Of course, it might not be publicized, but he would get a phone call. I could not let a guy like this remain in Hansil.
He stood up and left and told me he would see me at the Poker table.
I thought that would be thest of him, but I met him again after a nice dinner and show with Yeonhee. We encountered each other in front of the elevator.
He must have recognized me and especially Yeonhee but acted like he did not remember us. Instead, he told his call girl how amazing his job was for us to hear.
“Jonathan Investment does not withdraw funds from their firms...”
He lost twenty million dors of his firm’s reserve money?
“The world’s a small ce, isn’t it?”
Yeonhee whispered as she stood close to me like she did not want to be near him. Other guests were also present, and we each pressed the buttons for our hotel floors in the elevator. His was on the 40th, which would be the high-ss suites. He was the only one to stay there, and other eyes focused on him due to his doing so.
However, all that changed when I pressed the top button, and his expression had been... (EN: ^_^ )
After entering our Penthouse suite, the first thing I did was to call Jamie to have her hold a Hansil shareholder’s meeting and check their ounts.
<Also, I do not believe Changho Cho, a director and a descendant of the founder, will be useful in Hansil in the future...>
That had been enough. He would be kicked out of Hansil. (EN: LOL!)