Chapter 44

Chapter 44

The Great Matter of Human Relations (4)

Stupid.

There is nothing to say but that word.

I was looking down on the 19th century a bit.

- A bit? Really a bit?

I will correct.

Was looking at it as a fucking easy world.

- I knew your nose would break once. Ugh. Running wild in all directions like that knew such a day would come.

Do you know what situation it is now and speaking, this beast?

- I am more expert in this direction than you, this guy.

Suddenly old man smell comes from the words. No, since beast should say old dog smell...

- Is humans growling saying they will kill each other a yesterday today thing? In the end the way people live is all the same. If like you saying you are great and poking all directions here and there and trying to freeload comfortably of course guys who want to break your back of the head stick a lot! Are you better than Wang Anshi? Do you have as much power as Zhang Juzheng?

After that too varied tsk tsk as if rowing when water comes in but even if I had a hundred mouths there was nothing to say.

After the British Empire reassembled Joseon’s nose bone, many interests fell into my hands.

The important thing here is not Britain’s interests but my interests.

Of course all this is correct that torn riding the British Redcoats on the back, but didn’t I shake the yaburi well and put a considerable number snugly into my pocket.

That means, if shaking the individual called Arthur Lee one might legally tear out the gold bars inside that pocket.

Even looking at martial arts novels it commonly comes out.

‘A guy who is not even a peak expert has the secret manual of the peerless divine art!’

‘Must take that guy’s neck and seize the divine art!’

‘If an unqualified person has the divine art peerless learning this is worthy of dying!’

And gets stabbed. The end of those who are not the protagonist is mostly like this.

How much would I have looked like a treasure goblin in other guys’ eyes. Treasure goblins even if caught the dropped items are random so one has to pray even when catching, but Arthur Lee weaker than a goblin if caught Joseon’s interests are confirmed drop! Would catch, right?

Once again calmly, looking at the situation as objectively as possible the picture is seen too clearly.

It is a thing that often exists even in the 21st century.

In words everyone is transactions between mere private companies, but the moment judged that national interest is at stake officials also insert and suspicious black suit uncles also insert. Would a company do industrial espionage or backstage work without any backing?

Does the United States government want to soak me?

Don’t know.

Nice words government inside it countless individuals are entered.

Someone might have suddenly accelerated and done it, or the United States government is an idiot that can’t even crack down one of its own states so might not have even known such a thing happened.

But there is one thing that can be certain.

If the profit angle stands they will try to take.

If it seems fucked they will put out duck feet saying ‘scammers arbitrarily did it and we know nothing’.

Shall we do more?

What if those guys are not even Americans? What if actually some British person is inserted behind those bastards? If there was malice trying to draw one red line of fraud criminal record on my name?

Too bluffed.

The bigger problem is when considering who wants to pull out the intestines of my belly the suspects are too many.

As repeatedly said, everyone wants to catch the treasure goblin. Everyone.

Thoughtlessly rushed thinking how dare primitive 19th century people oppose the future warrior Park In-ho.

Thinking again it’s not in one’s right mind. What confidence did one have not using even member connections or whatever and alone eating everything and thinking of earning money for free in someone else’s country across the sea? Possessed by a ghost... really possessed.

Right! Jar ghost, it’s all your fault!

- What? Me? Why??

Without a ghost possessing there is no way I did such a thing! It’s your fault! You definitely controlled me!

Yes.

The jar ghost was precisely the true culprit!

- Don’t do nonsense venting anger on an innocent guy. I am the fate of having to work like a horse or cow for your success! Don’t really live recklessly like that! Then die by my hand first before dying!!

Sorry heuk heuk.

***

The old saying said daily renewal daily renewal.

To become new not just becoming new but must become new every day meaning.

That means, since obtained a new lesson this time too and came to senses warrior Arthur Park In-ho Lee can be interpreted as having become even stronger like a Saiyan who overcame a life crisis. Pain that cannot kill me only makes me stronger...

Originally was going to return little by little, but as soon as returning to the hotel that day I completely stopped all external activities and secluded. Only responding to people who come.

Exception only one.

“Really glad to meet again like this, Miss Robinson.”

“What. Seeing the expression completely change as soon as hearing just one word, even if I didn’t say it seems you would have realized yourself not long after.”

“Not at all. At that time it would have already been after something went wrong. No different from a life savior.”

“Is that so?”

“Of course!”

“Then is it okay if I make a small request?”

“What can’t be done for a life savior. Just say. If something that can be done I will do anything.”

The name of the woman who snatched me about to fall off the cliff is Elizabeth Howland Robinson.

One year younger than me. Since not a neighborhood where age is soon the class like South Korea actually can be seen as almost the same.

But the important thing is not this young lady’s age or beauty but of course the family background.

Father Edward Robinson (Edward Mott Robinson) I also met only once briefly in passing, but a famous entrepreneur no one doesn’t know in this East.

Previously mentioned whale catching, and even China trade. Business areas overlap a lot with me.

Elizabeth did not see my face but often this great litterateur and adventurer my name was mentioned at that family’s dining table, and thus when Joseon business whatever was mentioned slightly helped me.

As expected my fame is really great. Isn’t it evidence that my reputation is ringing the world enough for a precious house daughter who only heard the name to willingly help.

But this is a big problem.

Surely admiring me and asking for a signature a bit, or writing a phrase in the book a bit, or asking to marry what should I do. I have to leave this den of immorality and crime New York soon and return to bright bright London full of justice-

“Please let me invest in the Joseon business.”

“······Yes?”

“Please let me invest a bit. The business in Joseon.”

“Once more, the words a bit.”

“Didn’t you say life savior?”

“No. That. Uh.”

Got hit again?

Perhaps this is also a design? That whale king Mr. Robinson moving the daughter and trying to snatch interests?

“Thoughts became many. To say in advance father knows nothing.”

“Hahaha. No way. Just briefly surprised because a person like miss mentioned investment.”

“I grew up seeing charts and graphs from the cradle. Company stories that are promising are much more fun than dancing. If quasi-monopoly business authority in the Far East isn’t not investing a foolish thing?”

They said startled chest seeing a turtle is startled even seeing a pot lid.

The miss talking investment so excitedly is fun, but no matter how much thinking it seems someone is playing tricks behind so uneasy.

“Both <​Far East Company> and <​Far East Colonization Joint Stock Company> cannot receive investment at my discretion. But selling part of the shares I hold is possible. Perhaps if saying investment how much...?”

“Really? No taking back?”

She briefly rummaged the shiny high-grade handbag and took something out.

A very old and worn wallet.

“Here. 600 dollars.”

“······.”

“It’s all the property I received from dad.”

“All the property?”

Keep only doing tautology.

Something now, a thing far transcending my imagination is happening. Recently the one who defeated my imagination is only Daniel.

“Ah, not really all property and the money received from dad was 1,500 dollars. But used 100 dollars as living expenses, and bought some bonds that looked okay with 500 dollars.”

“Then 600 dollars is not all property?”

“Who all-ins one item? No matter how okay it looks if doing that a big problem. You must study investment a bit more.”

She quietly pushed the 600 dollars placed on the table with the tip of her fingernail. Not receiving what are you doing this.

“Understood. I will sell my shares corresponding to 600 dollars.”

600 dollars. Roughly about 100 pounds.

If converting to 21st century Korean style roughly between 20 to 30 million won, it is correct that it is big money but thinking of a chaebol house daughter’s investment something very modest. If this was really Mr. Robinson’s scheme he wouldn’t have made this commotion just to eat 600 dollars worth of stock is obvious.

Anyway money has no sin so first took it.

“Is this enough?”

“Didn’t you say life savior and stock sale is all? Not even gift?”

“What else shall I do.”

“Since became a shareholder now please brief me a bit about the company as president. Dying of curiosity. What is promising in Joseon? What influence will Japan’s opening have on the Joseon market? In my thought laying railways is the best, is there a problem I don’t know in starting construction?”

- If born in the 21st century would have lived as a bloodless tearless financial warrior in Manhattan. Of all things born in the 19th century.

The moment hearing the jar ghost’s muttering.

Suddenly I fell into shock as if hit by lightning.

- Why? What again this time?

Precious house daughter.

No son in the family.

Great interest in investment and business.

It’s a lottery.

The winning lottery paper is rolling in a New York cafe.

Must catch this woman!

“Sorry but I cannot say that.”

“Why?”

Miss Robinson whose expression immediately becomes not very good.

“Well because there are too many listening ears here. What the shareholder wants is not just hearing stories, but exclusive insider information, right?”

“Wow. Perhaps in Britain do young ladies also do stock investment? Too natural.”

“I don’t care about such things. Only whether a trustworthy person who knows the value of information or not is important.”

“Then let’s go to a place with no one.”

I nodded.

And after a while.

“No!!”

“Really can’t understand people’s words!”

“The miss doesn’t know Joseon well so that’s why, there that doesn’t work!”

“Listen a bit. Come. I will pronounce big and clear so clean your ears a bit. Rather than building a port in Nampo, developing this Incheon adjacent to Hanyang and laying a railway connecting Incheon and Hanyang.”

“Do you think the sea in front of Incheon is the sea in front of New York! Do you think building a port there is easy?! First develop Nampo port and extract profit from there and with that fund develop Incheon port!”

Fought.

Fought big.

This greenhorn who doesn’t even know actual combat. Chart guys are all the same. In the end the people who earn money for the company are frontline salesmen and workers sweating in factories, and researchers devoted to research and development. But you chart guys shout ‘why doesn’t this work?’ like parrots and say stupid sounds like hmm, net profit dropped so must cut labor costs but that is only the level of if returning to the past make matchlocks and soap. Sitting in the office and rolling pens so don’t know how to respect the field but you must respect us if speaking of the guanxi I formed-

- Calm down Park In-ho! PTSD triggered!

Huu. Must calm. Momentarily the seizure button got pressed.

As expected American country bumpkin look at not even knowing the simple fact that that fucked Incheon must first do something about the mudflat. Really dying of frustration.

“Never seen mudflat? Don’t even have a sense how fucked that place is?”

“What sound? There is even right in front here in Massachusetts!”

“As expected not country bumpkin... Joseon mudflat can’t even compare to such things?”

“This limey keeps saying country bumpkin country bumpkin did scurvy occur in the brain while riding the ship. Shall I really stick one lime in the mouth!”

Fought like dogs.

Canceled the originally reserved London ticket and first sent only Nobel, then I burned fighting spirit again and wrote a perfect report and finished all preparations to persuade this chart-illiterate greenhorn.

But this woman.

Frustrating.

“What do you know just seeing charts sitting on Wall Street? Must see the field, the field.”

“Can’t see so sitting here!”

“Why can’t go to Joseon. Just go.”

“Really?”

“Who said can’t go? If itchy just go. How invest without even seeing with eyes.”

“Please persuade dad instead of me.”

“Do you think I can’t?”

“Shareholder using the president is natural, right. Please persuade dad a bit instead of me the life savior. Let me see Joseon a bit.”

How much milk the life savior title.

I made an appointment, opened the door of the Robinson family, handed the precious gift prepared, exchanged greetings with Mr. Robinson.

“Arthur’s main business is all Far East, right? Then will settle in the Far East?”

“No. After catching the skeleton plan to act in Europe again.”

“I see. Food? Can’t yield that must open in both America and Britain.”

Set up an American branch too? To invest?

“Yes. Well. That-”

“That one is like that and Hetty is like that both are tomboys so thought absolutely can’t marry... sending one like this. Quickly take. Before the heart changes quickly.”

Yes?

Uh?

Something strange?

(Reference)

Edward Robinson originally had only one daughter and Elizabeth is a fictional character.

The only daughter Henrietta married and became ‘Hetty Green’, and became a legendary investor famous with the nickname <​Witch of Wall Street>.

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