# 357
The Legend of Return
Chapter 357. The woman in the flower field (1)
“1560! Someone take it!”
“call!”
“1560.5 copies are out!”
“Not crazy! Stop it!”
Screams were rampant in the foreign exchange bank dealer room.
March 2, 2009.
The aftermath of the global financial crisis hit Korea well.
The exchange rate soared to the level of the IMF.
Importers screamed at soaring exchange rates.
Companies receiving export payments in dollars expected the dollar to rise further and did not release the dollar.
I tried hard in the government, but I didn’t dream.
Instead, the Bank of Korea urgently released dollars.
Surprised by the IMF, Korea was busy hoarding foreign currency in its safe.
It was useful to reflect on the past government in the past administration and fill the barn.
I saw enough of that benefit in 2009.
However, the increasing demand for dollars made all the dealers contemplate.
Even a dollar shortage was happening outside.
When the foreign exchange market broke the 1,500 won mark, private currency exchangers in Myeong-dong far exceeded 1,600 won.
In the broadcast, the second IMF was discussed.
People who remember the nightmare of 10 years ago were agitated.
The government, which already had a low approval rating, released unlimited dollars through the Bank of Korea.
It was the world’s fifth-largest foreign exchange holdings of over $200 billion, but it was equally uneasy.
U.S. Treasuries were sold in the market to finance the dollar.
Last month, a $20 billion currency swap extension agreement was signed with the United States.
I took out half of it in a month and used it.
It was the only country among 10 countries that signed a currency swap with the US.
The United States looked at Korea with uncomfortable eyes.
The problem got serious.
The Choi Byung-bak administration, which caught fire, issued $3 billion in foreign exchange bonds at a high interest rate of 67 percent.
It had to pay close to $200 million in interest each year until maturity.
It was a rare interest rate for government bonds.
Rumors circulated that the situation outside Korea was not good.
The attack of the ‘hot money’ has begun.
It was only natural for the hot money to rush at the ominous rumor like a swarm of bees.
“1560.9!”
“call!”
Dealers also received orders from superiors and unlocked unlimited amounts of dollars.
It was a battle of strength and power.
The dollars pouring out of the virtual account released by the Bank of Korea came to the defense.
It was hard.
The dealers’ eyes were all bloodshot.
“1570!!!”
One of the dealers exclaimed in surprise.
The highest exchange rate in 11 years.
“Crazy …..”
The psychological Maginot Line was around 1,600 won.
If it fails to defend itself, the exchange rate will run amok like an unbridled colt.
A board to which the term surplus bankruptcy may be applied.
Jeong Il-guk, the head of the foreign exchange dealer, closed his eyes.
The blood has dried up in the war that has continued since the end of last year.
1570 set up with the authorities this morning was pierced.
No one knew where this war would end.
I just hoped that the curse like the IMF would not come.
“It’s 1570.3!”
“Aaaaaaa!”
One dealer screamed in nervousness.
Mentally, they all hit their limits.
I didn’t know what would happen to Korea’s fate if we couldn’t stop it here.
“uh? All dollars are released!”
“Dollars are coming in from the US!”
Then something unexpected happened.
Jeong Il-guk, who was looking at the exchange rate graph, was also surprised.
I don’t know what the situation was, but an ally appeared.
It also hit hot money flocking to the strong dollar.
A fierce battle ensued.
Firepower was concentrated near 1570.
‘It’s an opportunity!’
Jung Il-guk, who had risen to the rank of team leader through numerous exchange rate transactions, could not miss this moment.
“Stop! Pour the bullets! Throw it all away!!!”
Jeong Il-guk yelled madly at the dealers.
“call!”
This foreign exchange dealer room where blood is not splashed, but countless numbers are fiercely biting each other.
The same was true for the yen and euro teams.
The yen also broke through 1,600 yen, and the euro also hit 1970.
Only the pattern of not being a key currency country was the sadness of OECD member countries.
However, like a lie, a black knight appeared and cut down the enemies.
Not only the dollar but also the soaring exchange rates have returned to their places.
In a short moment, the trading volume reached 10 billion dollars.
A fierce bloody siege.
“It’s broken!”
“Pushed to 1565!”
Dealers’ voices echoed everywhere.
‘The hell… who pushed me in?’
Jung Il-gook was confused.
Irrational exchange rate markets.
Korea was driven into the middle of the battlefield by invisible hands.
***
“Haa~ nice!”
spring in March.
There was something different about the air I inhaled in the sunny campus.
The second year is something different from the first year.
I felt like I had become a full-time college student at Korea University.
Last semester, I got A+ in all subjects.
I also received a scholarship.
Money wasn’t tight, but the scholarship was another taste.
It was like a bonus given to me, who is enjoying the campus life diligently.
I parked my car in the parking lot of the College of Law and walked slowly towards the College of Humanities.
I plan to pass all liberal arts subjects by the end of my sophomore year.
The first lecture of the 1st semester of the 2nd year is the world of modern poetry creation opened by the Department of Korean Language and Literature at the College of Humanities.
I chose a liberal arts course, not a major.
I didn’t want to break the seal in the humanities college.
It was possible to defeat the humanities such as Russian or French, but it was left behind.
Since it is an ideological and abstract academic world, there was a concern that it could escalate into a battle of pride.
In addition to mathematics, there were few methods to objectively evaluate skills, such as computers or music and art schools.
So I chose a normal liberal arts course.
It was one of the required subjects for graduation.
And the College of Humanities….. It was a flower garden where the romance of all universities breathed.
Even at Korea University, there were no exceptions to that truth.
The closer you are to the liberal arts college, the more female students there are.
“What can I do….. I guess I didn’t plan my lecture well….. The professor is picky. I want you to submit the report five times…”
“It’s okay. There is also an application for change. Ask your seniors and change them.”
“Is that right?”
“I’m sure we’re missing all the useful culture, but we’re freshmen. I have a chance~.”
“How do you know that?”
“My Seung-ju oppa told me about it.”
“Kyaaaa! Are you dating Seung-ju?”
“Yeah, it’s been a week.”
“Really fast.”
Two newly enrolled female students were walking armed with awkward makeup.
They didn’t know it, but anyone could tell that it was a new student.
Awkward makeup and stylish clothes and accessories stood out.
Even in the second year, his expression and clothes changed because of his employment and future career.
My classmates were also different because they drank some water at school.
Only the freshmen walked around the campus with eyes full of curiosity, looking around.
“I thought I was fast too… oppa is cool.”
The freshman female student, who seemed to have dated a senior, smiled broadly.
The beauty was worth it.
In other words, it was confirmed that the ability of a senior named Oppa was already outstanding.
As a freshman, she wouldn’t know.
It means that he was designed by his seniors.
Even in my last life, when March came, male students on campus were often excited.
First-year female students who have just graduated from high school and entered the school have become the easiest targets for making girlfriends.
By throwing the bait that he will teach you various things through OT, friendship begins.
In this day and age, it was no big surprise that a senior became an older brother within a few hours.
If it is not the beginning of the first semester in March, the opportunity to have a flirtation with the freshmen passes by.
Decent men and women became couples, and male students who failed to become couples roamed around like losers.
The love market in the second semester leads to a revival of losers between returning students and those who have experienced a breakup.
Occasionally, big fish remain, but the trend they pursue is definitely something different.
Of course, compared to other schools, male students at Korea University were not the type to hang their necks on romance.
School is a school, so it was easy to get a blind date or a meeting.
From this point on, rather than innocence, the meeting proceeds with various personal interests and interests.
The OTC dating market was similar to the OTC stock market.
Unless the target is the same campus user, it is impossible to evaluate the other party properly.
A one-time investment decided the jackpot and the side dish.
Bubbly.
Thinking about this and that, I headed to the humanities college lecture room.
Although it belonged to the oldest building group in Korea University, continuous investment was not made.
The river wing, which is over several decades old, was built with red bricks.
The color of the building was different.
Unlike the law school, where the seniors are great, or the engineering school, which takes care of themselves, the humanities college was a cold rice even within Korea University.
The humanities in Korea have become a despised discipline in the 21st century.
Curriculum was also a problem.
Sober professors neglected academic research.
Moreover, achievements in the humanities did not go unnoticed in a short time.
The literary world also regressed to the past rather than moving forward by pushing and pulling each other.
The ‘once professor, always professor’ system was also a problem.
As professors did not study and settled down, progress stopped, and the students who were being nurtured did not catch on.
The search for an educational method suitable for the new era has not been achieved.
The situation in Korea was the same.
The reason why the humanities could not produce the Nobel Prize was not far away.
“There is a taste …..”
As much as the building is old, the stairs showed traces of the years here and there.
The trees that grew up were proof of the long history of the College of Humanities.
As recently constructed buildings are rare, the overall feeling is old-fashioned.
Facing the main building of the College of Humanities.
“who is this? A humanities student?”
“wow….. Handsome…..”
“I don’t think you are a freshman?”
“There’s no way there could be such a nice guy in our undergraduate school!”
Hankuk University College of Humanities, which became the Department of Humanities a few years ago.
The female students passing by glanced around and whispered.
Been busy since early in the morning.
Today was the day that marked a milestone in Korean history in 2009.
Record the highest exchange rate since the IMF today.
I grabbed the live ammunition and waited.
The future of the Korean foreign exchange market has not changed.
While waiting, I had fun with the metallurgical metallurgical exchange rate.
It was only a few billion dollars.
But he knew that great robbers were waiting.
As the exchange rate soared, the hot money robbers began attacking.
Funds poured in intensively from New York, Hong Kong, and London.
The threats of the robbers with information and money began.
I was watching, and I pushed in funds and poured cold water on their attacks.
And when they hit 1570.3 won, they attacked them with all their dollars.
Hot money was like wolves.
It has been charging without hesitation to bite off Korea’s weakness.
I blew the porridge properly.
Surprised, the hot money fought back, but when they invested billions of dollars at once, they fell out.
They didn’t know that they couldn’t attack me with any amount of money.
Even the Korean foreign exchange authorities came to the defense, and they withdrew leaving billions of dollars in corpses.
I didn’t like the current government, but I had no choice but to help.
It wasn’t very pleasant to see someone else dipping a spoon into the rice that had been rolled up in water.
If only foreign exchange bonds had not been issued at high interest rates, they would not have attacked.
The finance team of the Choi Byung-bak administration seemed to be bragging about the fact that my barn was empty.
Choi Byung-bak regards assets like the blood of the people as money in his personal pocket.
The roots of the evils they sow spread deep and wide.
It was the time of the afternoon lecture that arrived after the war.
Female students from the College of Humanities, who looked distinctly different from those of the Law School, showed curiosity everywhere.
But it didn’t really catch my eye.
I just liked the flower garden.
Compared to the 3 musketeers in the office, they were still normal and pure female students.
However, the energy emanating from the fresh youth in their early 20s was lively and good.
It was a game that only a regressor who lives twice in life, who has a body in his 20s but a mind in his 30s, can enjoy.
Receiving the attention of many women, I headed to the large lecture room on the first floor.
As befits a liberal arts subject, more than 100 students sat at their desks and waited for class.
took a seat in the back.
Class time is running out.
The seat next to it was empty.
I saw female students who found me and blushed and herpes around me.
But they didn’t come easily.
An invisible wall was erected between them.
Took.
Until suddenly a small bag was placed on the desk next to it.
“excuse me.”
I heard a girl’s voice that was pleasant to listen to.
It was a voice that sounded like someone who knew me emotionally.
The voice of a female student that I have heard somewhere.
I raised my head and looked back at the owner of the bag.
“uh!”
