After resting at home for two days, Park Jin Hyuk planned to go out and relax today.

He walked into the locker room.

This place is filled with all kinds of brand-name clothes, all of which are very new and have only been worn a few times.

Park Jin Hyuk transformed from a 40-year-old down-and-out man into a 28-year-old rich young man. His life suddenly became so good that he felt that his previous life was like a distant dream.

Mother Zhang chased him to the locker room and advised him to rest at home and not go out.

But Park Jin Hyuk told Zhang Ma that he was just going out for a walk and asked her not to worry.

In fact, he had just called the nightclub owner.

Park Jin Hyuk hugged Zhang's mother and then walked straight out of the house.

Before, when he was working in sales and needed to entertain clients, he often visited this nightclub.

At that time, he had to serve the customers well and not spend money recklessly, which gave him a headache.

He thought that when he had money, he would definitely come here to experience the feeling of being served.

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"Ugh~, my head hurts so much."

Park Jin Hyuk held his head and sat up.

"Hmm? What is this place?"

He opened his eyes and looked around.

After becoming Park Jin Hyuk, he has been trying hard to adapt to various changes, but why has everything around him changed again?

The numbers displayed on the objects in the room were extremely shocking.

A single plate costs hundreds of thousands, and the cheapest paintings hanging on the wall cost tens of millions, while the most expensive ones can reach hundreds of millions!

He looked down at the quilt he was covering himself with. It was worth several million (equivalent to tens of thousands of RMB). Everything looked extremely high-end and luxurious.

"Master, are you up?"

A middle-aged woman walked into the room.

She was wearing a Western-style maid outfit that she had seen in TV dramas. After greeting him respectfully, she brought Park Jin Hyuk a wet towel and water.

He took the wet towel handed to him by the maid and wiped his hands and face.

"What is this place?"

"It's your parents' home." (Note: In Korean, it refers to your parents' home)

"My parents' house in Pyeongchang-dong?"

"Yes."

Park Jin Hyuk took a sip of water and gradually remembered what happened yesterday.

He left his residence in Samsung-dong and went straight to the nightclub.

As soon as he entered the room, he ordered a lot of drinks, then called the band and the hostesses, and then he and the ladies kept drinking and having fun...

"And then... I got drunk... and then, suddenly someone pushed the door open..."

By then, he was almost drunk.

Just as I was about to check out, several burly men in black suits walked in.

As soon as you come in, greet yourself respectfully.

Park Jin Hyuk thought they were the bodyguards of the nightclub, so he reached out for money and planned to give them some tips...

'Then I lost all memory...'

What he remembered was that he was carried up the stairs... Then a man cursed at him, a familiar woman's voice kept comforting the man, and then the man walked out disappointed.

He shook his head.

"It's no big deal. I'm back safely!"

With that, Park Jin Hyuk threw back the quilt and got out of bed.

He looked down and saw that he was wearing pajamas and his arms and legs were fine.

He was about to wash his face and brush his teeth when the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Brother, where did you go yesterday? You went out to play, why didn't you call me?"

Park Sang-hyuk pushed the door open and walked in.

"Don't mention it."

"Let's go, Dad is looking for you."

"Looking for me?"

Although Park Jin Hyuk is trying hard to adapt to his current identity, he still doesn't know how to get along with his parents.

In the past, Liu Zhengjie was not very close to his parents.

Park Jin Hyuk opened the door and walked out of the room.

As soon as he came out, he was quite surprised by the scale of the entire mansion.

The ornamental pottery placed next to the stairs is worth hundreds of millions.

Large picture frames hang on the walls, and the paintings in them are worth billions. The feather dusters held by the servants alone are worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Park Jin Hyuk felt very uncomfortable. In his previous life, he had thought that if he had money, he would do this and that, but he never thought that he would be able to live in such an environment.

The house he lived in in Samsung-dong was worth 5 billion won and had an area of 80 pyeong (Note: a Korean unit of area, 1 pyeong is approximately 3.3 square meters, and 80 pyeong is approximately 260 square meters). He already thought it was very big, but compared with the mansion in front of him, it was completely dwarfed.

In the living room, there are tall ornamental trees that can only be seen in the wild, which gives you an idea of the scale of this house.