Lying in bed, Su Ming-yu stared at the ceiling.
He couldn't help but rub his head. Until now, he couldn't believe that he had transmigrated to the world of Pornhwa.
As a senior otaku, he knows almost all the plots of Korean comics. And as a master of economics, Su Ming-yu had done extremely thorough research on Korea's economy.
This was a country that was almost sick to the core! Almost all the capital was controlled by the upper class chaebols. Gender discrimination, political corruption... these problems were widespread.
Ten groups controlled 70% of Korea's GDP. It was quite frightening.
In his current capacity, the only way out at this point may be to speculate in real estate. Earn full rent!
This could be the first step in capital accumulation. Today's Korean real estate prices weren't that exaggerated. It was probably not too late to enter the market now.
Thinking this, Su Ming-yu's expression relaxed slightly.
"It seems that I need to find ways to accumulate capital," Su Ming-yu murmured in a low voice.
Just then he heard a knock at the door.
*Dong, dong, dong...
An extremely soft voice came from the door.
"Ming-yu, are you sleeping?" Mi-kyung said softly.
"Not yet..." Su Ming-yu replied calmly.
As he spoke, he went to the door and opened it. Then he saw Mi-kyung standing at his door wearing a light blue nightgown.
The light blue nightgown outlined her exquisite figure. Under the light, her snow-white skin had a faint sheen. Her nails were painted pink, making her look a bit cute.
I must say, Ajumma's figure is truly incredible.
As a top-notch otaku in his previous life, Su Ming-yu's exposure to women was limited to various comic books and action movies from Japan.
When he saw such a beautiful woman, he subconsciously started to... automatically ignore Mi-kyung's nightgown.
He started to imagine the content of the previous comics and projected it onto Mi-kyung...
In this way, Su Ming-yu naturally had... certain thoughts.
Mi-kyung seemed to notice something strange. Her pretty face turned red and she said shyly, "Aren't you going to invite me to sit down?"
Su Ming-yu nodded and stepped aside for Mi-kyung.
Mi-kyung entered Su Ming-yu's room late at night, and this scene was seen by Jun-woo.
His usually honest face suddenly became wild when he saw this. He unconsciously clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"Why does ahjumma like that loser so much?"
He tiptoed to the door of the room, leaned against the door panel and began to eavesdrop on what was going on inside.
"Ming-yu, help... help, okay?"
"Sister Mi-kyung, I..."
... Outside the room, Jun-woo's face was ashen. He clenched his fists.
"Aashole! This bastard! He actually dared to go after ahjumma! Looks like I'll have to teach him a lesson tomorrow!"
After Jun-woo said this, he reluctantly lay down by the door and listened to the noises in the room.
"Ah... Ajumma... be gentle..."
"Well... okay, Ming-Yu..."
Inside the room...
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Character Info:
- Name: Mi-kyung
- Gender: Female
- Height: 172 cm
- Age: 30+
- Looks: 99
- Martial Status: Widowed
- Occupation: Manager of Mi-kyung Hairdressing Salon
- Personality: A gentle, virtuous and loving woman.