Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80

After the meeting concluded, people filtered out of the Seminar Room in small groups, chatting among themselves.
Tae-woo, who remained at the podium, turned to Cha Jun-ho with a bewildered expression.
“Manager Cha. Is this whole gathering because of the ghost I encountered? Is it about whether it’s a Curse Spirit or not?”
Cha Jun-ho let out a soft chuckle and placed a hand on Tae-woo’s shoulder.
“Exactly. That’s precisely why.”
“Really? Wow. I noticed the Vice Chairman was here too.”
“It couldn’t be helped. If Kim Chief slayed a Grade 6 Curse Spirit, we need to analyze the concept of Curse Spirits and organize the data accordingly.”
“I see.”
“Ghosts of each grade have been eliminated and incinerated by many employees throughout history, so we have plenty of information on them. That’s why we can identify them at a glance. But Curse Spirits don’t have that established framework, so it’s ambiguous. That’s what this is about—establishing a definition for Grade 6 Curse Spirits.”
“I understand.”
“The Training Team captures ghosts, the Sales Team receives reports, the Incineration Team disposes of ghosts, and the Settlement Team handles the finances. The executives overseeing all of this have the job of classifying each ghost and converting that into data. Administrative processing can’t even begin until that’s organized.”
“Ah, I see.”
As Tae-woo nodded, Ji-seok added his own comment.
“Self-Destruction Mantra isn’t common either, but when a ghost even has a grade, everyone’s like ‘what is this?’—so they called everyone in. Going forward, if stronger ghosts appear, this kind of thing will happen again.”
He spoke as if it were no big deal.
Tae-woo, finding everything fascinating, walked out of the Seminar Room with them.
“By the way, Kim Chief. This came up in today’s meeting too. Is there any way to separately develop a camera or lens that can photograph ghosts?”
Cha Jun-ho stopped in the corridor leading to the office and asked.
“Hmm. It seems there’s something about me that ghosts respond to, so it might be possible. The Technical Team seems to be struggling with it as well.”
“Give it some research. The Executive Director and everyone above him keep pushing for a ghost-photographing camera to be figured out.”
“Hmm…”
“You don’t need to come in for a few days. Want to give it a shot?”
“W-wait, I don’t have to come in?”
Tae-woo asked in surprise.
“Of course. Would the Chairman’s grandson, who even holds shares in the company, be allowed to slack off? Right?”
Cha Jun-ho patted Tae-woo’s shoulder a couple of times, then turned and headed toward the office first.
At that moment, Ji-seok passed by Tae-woo’s side and added a remark.
“The higher-ups are watching, so you need to show results. You get it, right?”
The moment those words reached Tae-woo’s ears, his spine tingled with a different kind of chill.
He had always been aware that upon entering this company to inherit his grandfather’s business—from which he had cut ties—and receiving shares, he could attract unwanted attention. But the surprisingly “harmonious atmosphere” had made him forget about it for a moment.
The thought crossed his mind that to the executives actually running the company, his existence might be a thorn in their side.
“Sigh. This is something else.”
Standing in the middle of the corridor, I exhaled a long breath.
In short, it was also pressure to cooperate more actively with the executives’ “data organization” if I wanted to secure my shares.
Come to think of it—Moon So-ryeong had handed the JY Electronics case to Cha Jun-ho precisely because of my ability to photograph ghosts, so the other executives could have voiced even greater complaints about the ghost-photographing camera.
“Fine. Let me give it a try.”
I clenched my fist tightly and moved forward.

* * *

After work.
I settled into the back seat of the vehicle that Seung-hun opened for me.
“You’ve worked hard today. What time should I pick you up tomorrow?”
“I’m not coming in tomorrow.”
“You won’t be coming in?”
“That’s right. Please just drive for now.”
“Understood. I’ll depart now.”
As the vehicle began moving, I accessed the banking app on my phone.
I wanted to check how much had accumulated over the two months since I joined Guihon Trading.

[Balance: 2,948,750,190 Won]

The moment I saw that number, I rubbed my eyes and refreshed the screen several times to verify it again.
Nearly three billion won had been deposited into my account.
At my previous ordinary job, I used to check my account balance frequently, but since joining Guihon Trading, I’d been so consumed with chasing ghosts that I had no mental capacity to worry about my balance.
Besides, food, clothing, and shelter were already provided in abundance, and dealing with ghosts took immediate priority.
But seeing this balance accumulated over two months, I felt my heart racing.
With this kind of income, I could afford anything I wanted—clothes, cars, IT devices, whatever.
But it seemed Seung-hun was already taking care of continuously providing clothes, watches, shoes, sneakers, and so on.
As for vehicles, I had never been particularly interested in cars anyway, and I rarely drove myself.
Besides, I already owned three or four supercars and luxury vehicles, so there was no need to buy more.
‘Hmm.’
Since I’d be taking a few days off and then handling work orders from my superiors, it seemed better to think about upgrading the Training Field for physical conditioning or preparing a Workshop to upgrade my equipment.
“Actually, driver, just take me home.”
“You’re going straight home?”
“Yes, let’s renovate the house.”
“Pardon? Renovate the house?”
Seung-hun asked back with a surprised expression.

* * *

Upon returning home, I stopped by my personal training field first.
Behind me trailed Seung-hun and the household staff—the housekeeper, gardener, and others who worked on the estate.
I gazed at the training field with its full-length glass walls and the backyard beyond, shaking my head.
“I don’t need the backyard as is. Convert the entire backyard into a training field. Make it spacious and expansive enough that I can run around and practice sword techniques without restriction.”
As I spread my arms wide to illustrate my vision, Seung-hun immediately began jotting down notes behind me.
“And inside, set up equipment primarily from kendo dojangs. Gather the existing fitness machines to one side—I’ll probably still use them. Just let me know the costs involved, and I’ll cover them.”
I walked throughout the training field, pointing and gesturing to various spots.
Seung-hun busily transcribed everything into his notebook.
“This section would be ideal for bringing in Japanese katana and Korean sword masters to set up their training stations. Could you arrange that for me?”
“Yes, sir.”
Seung-hun responded promptly.
Then we moved to my bedroom.
Currently, my room was a hybrid of workshop and sleeping quarters.
Actually, with my daily work accumulating, the space for sleeping had become incredibly cramped, while the workshop section occupied far more of the room.
This was because the number of IT devices and computer equipment kept multiplying.
“Convert an unused room into a workshop, or build me a dedicated workshop space. Move all this equipment there, and I’ll also need to request some additional purchases.”
“Additional purchases, sir?”
“Yes. Equipment I might need going forward. I’ll write up a list and send it to you by this evening.”
“Understood, sir.”
Seung-hun never once questioned or doubted my instructions and requests.
I found his reliability reassuring, yet I felt genuinely apologetic toward him.
I worried whether I was asking too much of him.
But my concern was unfounded.

Starting the very next day, construction workers began pouring into the house in large numbers.
All of them wore helmets and work uniforms emblazoned with the Guihon Trading logo.
Watching the construction commence from the yard, Tae-woo looked at Seung-hun with an expression of surprise.
“Does our company have a construction division?”
Seung-hun answered that question.
“We don’t operate a separate construction business, but we have a department called the ‘Construction Team’ that specializes in constructing buildings specifically designed for spiritual protection.”
“Really? I had no idea.”
“Fortune-telling shops, shamans’ residences, and the Guihon Trading Headquarters all have spiritual protection construction applied to them. Since we engage in combat with ghosts, we’re susceptible to spiritual contamination, so spiritual protection construction is absolutely necessary. That team handles such specialized work.”
“Ohhhhh.”
Tae-woo nodded with an expression of fascination.
Indeed, whether Tae-woo was at home or at the company, he never saw any ghosts.
“Occasionally, major corporate chairmen or members of parliament request spiritual protection construction for their private rooms, offices, or workspaces. When that happens, the Guihon Trading Construction Team goes out and performs the work, generating revenue in the process.”
“Ah, I see. You really do have everything imaginable.”
“The Chairman has accumulated everything he deemed necessary through years of exorcism work.”
Seung-hun spoke with humble deference, his hands clasped together.
Just then, the housekeeper came rushing toward the two of them standing in the yard.
“Director. The equipment you requested yesterday has arrived.”
The housekeeper spoke to Seung-hun.
“Young Master. It appears the items you requested have arrived. Shall we take a look?”
Seung-hun immediately turned and gestured for Tae-woo to follow him.
As they headed toward the front gate, they saw a large truck with workers unloading boxes.
These were the IT equipment Tae-woo had requested from Seung-hun the previous evening.
“Water-cooled high-performance computers… commercial radar… smart watches… ultrasonic detectors…”
Tae-woo passed by, checking each box one by one.
“What exactly do you intend to use all this equipment for?”
Seung-hun asked with an expression of surprise.
And for good reason—the price of this equipment alone approached 500 million won.
“I’m planning to upgrade the deployment equipment. I also want to create additional ‘eyes’ for seeing ghosts.”
“‘Eyes’ for seeing ghosts?”
Seung-hun asked in return.
Tae-woo didn’t answer that question and simply continued inspecting the equipment.

* * *

A few days later.
A new workshop and training field had been prepared.
The training field was more than twice the size and height of what had been installed before.
From a casual glance outside, it looked like a massive botanical garden.
This training field, which nearly filled the entire backyard, was equipped with various apparatus necessary for exorcism training.
Of course, air conditioning and heating systems for temperature control were also installed.
And the crucial workshop.
The workshop was set up in an empty room right next to Tae-woo’s bedroom.
Multiple computers and monitors were installed there, with shelves and equipment for work arranged all around.
Various IT devices were placed here, organized so samples could be accessed at any time.
The moment the workshop was ready, Tae-woo immediately began customizing new equipment.
He had two tasks to complete.
The “ghost-capturing camera” that the higher-ups so desperately wanted.
He was to create a new camera that could photograph ghosts no matter who held it.
While it wouldn’t be as clear as seeing them with spirit vision, at minimum it needed to produce blurry images at the level of spirit photography.
And the second task was to detect ghost voices through a smartwatch.
All ghosts produced sound.
However, unless in specific circumstances, ghost sounds only came across as the rustling of paper or bizarre noises like “krrrrk-krrrrk.”
Tae-woo was attempting to hear these sounds as somewhat clearer speech.
If that succeeded, communication with ghosts could become considerably more advantageous.

Demon-Exorcising Specialist Company Guihon Trading Chapter 80

Author
Cha Woo-Lens
Publisher
Daon Creative
Planning / Editing / Production
Yoon Tae-ri
Cover
Lee Chi

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