Three Meals of a Reincarnator

Chapter 327: Chapter 327

"What did you just say…?"

Despite having clearly heard it, the branch manager was so shocked by the amount that he asked again.

"100 billion won."

"Oh… I see. Sure, but there are some documents you need to fill out. Please wait here. Oh, is there anything else you need?"

"Set up an automatic transfer for 10 million won per month."

"Oh, sure."

The branch manager dripped in cold sweat as he got up.

He was still shocked by the large sum of money but walked over to bring the documents anyway.

Meanwhile, a female employee approached Min Sung and asked what beverage he wanted.

Min Sung shook his head to refuse a beverage and picked up a piece of candy from a bowl on the table.

It was mint candy.

The sweet flavor of the mint cleared his nostrils.

Min Sung waited while enjoying his candy until the branch manager returned.

"Um, Sir."

Min Sung looked at the branch manager who was dripping in sweat.

"I was just wondering. Are you transferring this money as an individual?"

"Is there a problem?"

"No, but in that case…"

The branch manager explained the problems that could arise from transferring such a large sum of money, but it simply sounded like a business scheme to stop him from taking out such a large sum.

And even if there was a problem, he didn't want to worry about it.

"Let's just do it," Min Sung said in a cold voice, and the branch manager apologized and went back to pick up the documents.

***

Ho Sung Lee was in the middle of searching through the computer as to what reservation he should make for dinner.

After much thought, he found a restaurant, and he made a call to make a reservation.

Since Min Sung and Commander Kim would go there, he asked the restaurant to provide the best service, and the restaurant promised they would.

Once Ho Sung Lee finished making the reservation, Ho Sung Lee stretched. He turned off his computer and went into the living room with his phone.

At that moment…

Ding!

He got a notification for a text message.

He naturally checked the text, but as soon as he read the text, he couldn't react in a natural manner.

That was because a number that was unbelievable was written in the text.

"100 billion won…?!"

Ho Sung Lee's eyes almost popped out.

No matter how many times he rubbed his eyes, the text still said 100 billion won."

"100 billion won…?"

Ho Sung Lee gulped.

After realizing that Min Sung gave him 100 billion won when he simply wanted a paycheck, he almost had to check if he peed his pants.

He couldn't believe it and went bank for a moment before bursting into laughter.

"I'm rich now."

Ho Sung Lee burst into laughter again before he stared into space and blinked his eyes.

"But why don't I feel happy?"

Ho Sung Lee's awkwardly smiling face blinked as if his eyes were dry.

Was it because 100 billion won was too much?

But when he thought about it, that wasn't particularly the case.

He had assisted Min Sung Kang and did everything he asked, and he almost died a couple of times.

In that case, that amount of money might have been appropriate. But he also wondered what that meant.

He felt empty again.

Was this the kind of process that made him feel empty?

100 billion won, that was a crazy amount of money.

What could he do with it?

He could buy an entire house with it.

A fancy Gangnam apartment at that.

'Great. Or is it? But all I do is sleep at home.'

Since he had to follow Min Sung Kang everywhere, he wondered if there was a point in having a nice house.

'Should I invest?'

But he wasn't an investor. Then what was the point in buying an apartment?

Then what if he set up a restaurant instead?

No, he couldn't. He couldn't open a restaurant until he finished working for Min Sung Kang.

If he opened a restaurant, he would have to work, but he couldn't work right now. That was because he still worked for Min Sung Kang.

But he wasn't sad about it.

Since he would have to meet with the head of each country and deal with hunters connected to drug industries, there was no work more meaningful than that.

'Then what can I do?'

Shopping?

He could buy a nice watch, brand-name clothes, and drive a supercar.

But wouldn't he look obnoxious if he wore luxury clothes when Min Sung Kang didn't?

It was possible that he would appear on the news more than Min Sung Kang since he would follow his orders.

So if he wore expensive clothes, an expensive watch, and rode a supercar… he worried that people could shower him with malicious comments.

He wondered what was wrong with spending the money he had, but Ho Sung Lee actually didn't have much interest in luxury goods.

He simply worked hard to feed himself, and the only reason why he drove a foreign car was because he wanted to look scary.

No.

If he really thought about it, he did want to be rich. But that was nothing but a sweet fantasy.

He had only survived until now because he followed all of Min Sung Kang's orders, and the compensation for that was 100 billion won.

Sense of accomplishment?

He felt no such thing, and spending his money on luxury goods wouldn't feel so sweet as a result.

After the ordeals he had gone through, the dream of becoming rich and living like one didn't excite him.

Was that why?

He felt empty again.

If his parents were still around, he would've spoiled them instead.

Just as he had that thought, the front door opened.

Chef Jang and Sia Jang were coming in.

"Long time no see, Ho Sung."

"Hello."

He saw Sia Jang looking brighter than usual next to Woong Jang, who was smiling softly.

When Ho Sung Lee stared at them, nearly in tears, Woong Jang looked at him with confused eyes while Sia Jang tilted her head.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Woong Jang asked with worried eyes.

"Yes. But it's not a bad thing."

"Why? What is it?" Sia Jang asked with half-worried and half-anxious eyes.

Sia Jang had a slight trauma. Since she was close to both Min Sung and Ho Sung Lee, she often heard horrible news.

She was probably worried that the devils were back to invade the human world.

But Ho Sung Lee told them that he asked Min Sung for a paycheck, and as a result, he received a text saying he received 100 billion won.

In response, Woong Jang dropped his jaw with surprise and tapped his back in congratulations while Sia Jang excitedly grabbed Ho Sung Lee's arm and asked him to buy her a designer bag.

Ho Sung Lee ignored Sia Jang and told Woong Jang how he really felt.

And in response, Woong Jang laughed.

"It sounds like you've aged, Ho Sung."

"Is that why? I feel like my life was a mess until just a year ago."

"If you don't know what to do, just stay still. Or you could donate the money."

"Donate the money?"

"Help those in need, but I'm not telling you to do it. The truth is, people don't donate just to help others. It helps the one donating as well. The healing of the heart. I know that might sound weird depending on your values."

Woong Jang laughed, and Ho Sung Lee looked blank as if someone hit his head with a hammer.

Sia Jang then hung onto him again.

"Please buy me a bag. Please? Please?"

Woong Jang sighed at his granddaughter, but he didn't talk her out of it and simply looked at her pitifully.

"Donating money is a good idea, but who knows what might happen in the future? I don't think I can donate all of it. After all, Min Sung doesn't have a good sense of money. No matter how much money you have, if you're not good with it… you know what happens."

Woong Jang laughed.

"Of course. So?"

Woong Jang asked Ho Sung Lee with interested eyes.

"Hm… Just in case Min Sung comes to me saying he ran out of money, maybe 50 billion won? I'll donate that much."

"Hm, Ho Sung, instead of giving it to someone else, why don't you start your own foundation?"

"Me?"

Ho Sung Lee blinked his eyes while scratching his neck.

"If you have your own foundation, not only will you have your money, but you can accept other donations as well. You can do something much bigger."

"A foundation under my name."

Ho Sung Lee smiled.

"It's a lot of pressure, but the thought of it makes me feel better. Haha, but I don't know if I'll be able to do it."

"Ho Sung."

"Yes?"

"I felt something while watching you, but it might sound insulting to you."

"That's okay. Just say it."

"Don't look down on your own past. You were just having a hard time. And your circumstances led you down the wrong path. All you did was make a bad decision, so don't lower your own worth."

Ho Sung Lee stared into space.

Woong Jang continued, "You did a great thing, and many people are still watching. They're still cheering you on with respect. Don't dirty your present with your past. You're a good person."

Ho Sung Lee smiled bitterly and shyly scratched his head.

"Haha, thank you. That's comforting to hear. I feel motivated now."

Ho Sung Lee shook Sia Jang off of his arm.

Sia Jang looked at Ho Sung Lee with discontent.

"I'll buy it for you."

In response, Sia Jang jumped up and down with her hands in the air.

"Sia."

In response to Ho Sung Lee's serious calling, Sia Jang held her breath and listened.

"I'm only buying it for you because of Chef Jang. Got it?"

"Got it."

"Chef Jang, I'll take Sia out for a little while. As for Min Sung, he has dinner plans with Commander Kim. But I don't know if he'll stop by at home first or go straight there."

"Okay. But Ho Sung, you don't have to buy her…"

"I'll buy you a present, too. I insist."

Ho Sung Lee walked off without waiting for an answer, and Sia Jang followed behind him.

Woong Jang watched while shaking his head with a smile.