<h4>Chapter 444: Ownership Transfer of Condo (1) – Part 1</h4>


    Young-Eun’s father and Artist Choi seemed that they didn’t quite get how much wealth Gun-Ho had umted.


    “I hope you could build a hospital for Young-Eun someday once you both save enough money.”


    “I can get her one right now if she wants.”


    “Huh? Right now?”


    Young-Eun frowned.


    “Auntie! Don’t say that. Let’s drop the subject. Even if I had enough money to open my own practice, I can’t do it right now because I don’t have enough clinical experience to handle patients on my own!”


    President Shin looked around inside the condo and said, “This is huge for a newlywed. Did you say it is 50 pyungrge?”


    “Yes.”


    “This condo must be expensive given its location—Gangnam District.”


    “I purchased this condo at the auction for 1.5 billion won. Its current value might be around 2 billion won.”


    “Wow! 2 billion won!”


    Gun-Ho’s father-inw, Artist Choi, and President Shin looked at each other in surprise.


    Young-Eun’s father asked, “How much did you borrow from the bank when you bought this condo?”


    “I didn’t borrow any money.”


    Young-Eun’s father filled up Gun-Ho’s ss with liquor.


    “You are off tomorrow, right? Let’s drink.”


    “Thank you.”


    “I have a favor to ask you.”


    “Of course, sir.”


    “Can you visit Young-Eun’s mother’s grave with Young-Eun?”


    “Where is it?”


    “It’s in the cemetery park in Pocheon City.”


    “Pocheon City?”


    Young-Eun’s father exined how to get there. It was not far from the fishing site that Gun-Ho often went.


    “Of course, I will, sir.”


    Artist Choi chipped in.


    “My brother-inw, why don’t you visit Young-Eun’s mom on Cold Food Day with them? Cold Food Day is around the corner.”


    “That’s a good idea. Well, on second thought, I think it’s better that the two of them go there by themselves without me.”


    “Well, you are right.”


    “You don’t have to rush, but just visit her when you have time. I just think you need to meet Young-Eun’s mother, and let her know that you married her daughter. Hahaha.”


    Everyone got drunk that day.


    Young-Eun’s father got drunk and so did Gun-Ho, Artist Choi, and even President Shin.


    When they finally called it a night, the three guests started preparing to leave for their home. Gun-Ho then suggested they spend the night in his home.


    “It’s reallyte, and you are all drunk. Why don’t you sleep here tonight and leave tomorrow morning?”


    “No, no, I gotta go home.”


    “There are four rooms here. You can just pick a room and sleep there.”


    Young-Eun added, “That’s right. Dad and auntie, spend the night in our home.”


    “But, you don’t have extraforters.”


    “I do. I bought several when I moved in with him here. You can use them. I can share theforter that Gun-Ho has used.”


    “Okay, let’s do that. We are too drunk to go home at this hour.”


    Young-Eun, Artist Choi, and President Shin cleaned the dishes together. Since three women did the simple task together, it was done in no time.


    Young-Eun’s father slept in Gun-Ho’s room where his desk was ced while Artist Choi and President Shin slept together in the room where Young-Eun’s books were piled up.


    Gun-Ho brought hisforter to the master bedroom andid down on the bed with Young-Eun.


    “Thisforter reeks.”


    “What are you talking about? I don’t smell anything.”


    “It smells like a man.”


    “Of course it does. I am a man, and this is myforter.”


    Young-Eun passed out right away. It must have been a very tiring day for her. Gun-Ho could hear her snoring. Gun-Ho kissed her on the cheek and hugged her before he fell asleep. Gun-Ho woke up feeling suffocated; it was before dawn. He then figured that Young-Eun’s leg was ced on top of his neck.


    Artist Choi and President Shin got up early in the morning because they wanted to head out for home to Yangpyeong early. A few minutester, they came back.


    “Did you forget something?”


    Young-Eun, who was folding the floor table’s legs, asked.


    “The condo management office put a ticket on my car’s windshield for a parking vition.”


    “Oh, we should have let them know that you are our guests.”


    “The ticket is glued to the windshield. Can I borrow a utility knife? I think I need to scrape it out with it.”


    “Take this wet towel as well. Once you apply some moisture on it, it wille off easily.”


    “Those management jerks are so impatient, or too diligent?!”


    “I guess my father’s car is also ticketed.”


    “I believe so.”


    “I wille down with you.”


    Young-Eun’s father was still sleeping in the room.


    Young-Eun took a bucket of water, a fruit knife, and a towel and went down to the parking lot. It seemed that Young-Eun’s father woke up to the sound of their conversation.


    “Did you say that someone put a ticket on my car for a parking vition?”


    Young-Eun’s father put on some clothes to get ready to go to the parking lot.


    “Young-Eun already went to your car. I will follow her.”


    When Young-Eun’s father came to his car, Young-Eun was removing the parking ticket from the windshield. He said, “Is it done? I’m leaving then. I feel so relieved and happy to see you two doing great together.”


    “Dad, why don’t you have breakfast with us before you leave?”


    “No, thank you. I will just have a bite on my way home, like a hangover soup. There is a very good hangover soup restaurant in Sillim Town near Gwanak Mountain. Gun-Ho! Take good care of my daughter!”


    “Don’t worry about it, father.”


    Young-Eun’s father waved his hand after rolling down the front passenger window of the car. Gun-Ho and Young-Eun waved back at him.


    It seemed Artist Choi and President Shin sessfully got rid of the ticket from the windshield as well. Artist Choi started her car.


    “Are you leaving without having breakfast with us?”


    “I’d love to, but we really need to go now. Thank you forst night. Come and visit me in Yangpyeong, okay?”


    “Okay.”


    “You two make a very cute couple. I’m so happy for you.”


    “Haha. Thank you.”


    After sending off Young-Eun’s father and aunt, and President Shin, Gun-Ho and Young-Eun came back to their condo, and they went straight to their master bedroom to sleep more.


    GH Logistics’ Jae-Sik Moon made a call to Gun-Ho to let him know how the process for changing thend use was going.


    “In order to change thend use to non-agricultural uses, we need to get a permit for farnd conversion, and that requires thend to be on a road. The thing is that thestnd that we just purchased additionally doesn’t have ess to a road, so it cannot be converted to non-agricultural with its current papers.”


    “What should we do then?”


    “We need tobine thatnd with the other one that has ess to a public road and make them officially onerge parcel ofnd.”


    “Is it easy to do so?”


    “Usually, dividingnd into several parts is difficult to do, butbining can be done by an easy process.”


    “Can anyone do that?”


    “The first thing that they look at is the consistency in the ownership. The owner of two parcels of 1,000 pyungrgend and 1,600 pyungrgend must be the same person.”


    “Those two parcels are under your name.”


    “Also, thend must be free of encumbrances like a mortgage. If you use one of the parcels to secure a loan, then they will deny your request forbining the two parcels.”


    “I have no n to get a loan using those parcels ofnd.”


    “Okay, I will keep you updated.”


    “Sounds good. Keep up the good work.”