I was currently dealing with four tasks at the same time. 

1. Logging the hill where the F-class dungeon was sealed.
2. Expanding Jonathan Investments.
3. Establishing a new investment company worth fifteen billion dollars on the British Isle of Man.
4. Finding that bastard, the First Evil, and my last knight Kim Cheong-Soo. 

The manuscript I had finished proofreading on the plane back to Korea was the second one that I had prepared to expand Jonathan Investments. 

“The negotiations had gone well, but ANC and Blue Rock are concerned that the Financial Supervisory Commission won’t approve, and we are worried about that, too,” Jonathan said.

“I have a few things to tell you, so let’s start there,” I said while taking out my laptop.

I felt Jonathan staring at me, and Jonathan noticed a difference in my tone as I had always used formal and polite language when I spoke to him. 

“Now, look at this...