Chemistry

After a while.

The lounge on the 37th floor was not just a place where Jungwoo imagined a frenzied dance, but a good bar where music flowed out loud.

“How did you get here? ”

An employee standing in the hallway blocked Jungwoo. Jungwoo pointed inside and said.

“Was it Seo Mi Hee? I just got a call. ”

“Mr. West? Please wait a moment."

One time, I swallowed the groaning that the title of the woman who gave the call was moved. Do you think he's the director of this hotel?

“Go inside. I've checked. ”

An employee heard something through a communicator in his ear and gestured inside Jungwoo.

Across the entrance, a luxurious bar, similar to the one seen in the suite, was revealed. There were very few people.

I only heard the laughter of a few women carrying from the inside, and it seemed to restrict the entrance of guests for a private party.

Where is it? ’

Five women renting out a wide table with a flat partition. Song Bo-young, a very young looking woman, sat among them with the atmosphere of her well-played sisters.

“I don't want to! I'm going to study. ”

“Bo-young, you can't study like that. Let's just go for a second dance. ”

“Yikes!”

Song Bo-young, who swallowed up the drink that her friend had been drinking, said.

“It won't shut down. Do you want me to memorize it backwards in 10 seconds? ”

“Whatever.”

Song Bo-young nodded her head, and Seo Mi-hee next to her said to her friends, supporting her head.

“Don't provoke me, you guys. If Bo-young breaks the film, you'll all have to study as a group. He said he wanted to do it right before he drank. And I can't remember. ”

“Mi-hee!”

Song Bo-young hugged Seo Mi-hee and rubbed her cheeks.

“Hey, you're jealous of these breasts, and you keep touching them. Hey, touch yours. You're not small, either. ”

“Fuck off!"

Song Bo-young raised her head, looking at Seo Mi-hee, she shed a pure smile like a baby.

“My Mi-hee's surgery went well, really. ”

Seo Mi-hee waved her head as she gave up.

“Yes. We met in half a year. Suit yourself. ”

“Study?”

“No, that's not it. What are you going to study with me? ”

“Why not? Mi-hee, you, car number 5050. Did you know it's a ratio of nitric oxide and oxygen to anesthetic gas? You drink it all the time when you're in plastics. ”

Seo Mi-hee was speechless. Song Bo-young raised her finger to the woman on the left.

“You're a size 66 waist. Lanthand Family Cycle Double-”

“No, it's 55! ”

“Fifty-five for cesium. The cesium atomic clock is the world's standard, wrong every 300,000 years for one second. Your luxury watches are wrong every second of the year, right? ”

“Do you want to keep making weird noises? Let's have a low-level, sticky talk. Man, that's good. Mi-hee was talking about that handsome guy you were with. ”

“No! That's a secret. ”

The friend in the front seat was drunk like that, but Song Bo-young, who kept muttering about chemistry, laughed and asked.

“Bo-young, this is my car number 2260. What's this? ”

“Nothing. You're out. ”

“Umm, hey! ”

“· · If you subtract 1 from that and divide it by 100, the density of osmium is 22.59. ”

The answer came from outside the table, and Fluffy's head turned around.

“Yes, I can see that. I know!”

Song Bo-young's face lit up after checking out the man who appeared.

“Wow, Jung Woo. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Drunk people need to be careful to touch them. Jungwoo nodded his head to Song Bo-young's friends and said,

“Sunbae, are you drunk? ”

“I'm not drunk! ”

Seo Mi-hee hurriedly grabbed Song Bo-young's hand as she tried to take her friend's glass to drink next to her.

“You have to study. Mr. Jungwoo's here. ”

“Study? Your paper! I can't understand everything because it's not hard. But I do. Because he's smarter than me. ”

Jungwoo whispered to Seo Mi-hee as if he could not help but laugh at the most adorable tone of voice he had ever seen.

“You're not feeling well, are you? ”

“Yes, it is. It lasts about half an hour. We just have to hold out until then. ”

“Aha.”

“What are you two whispering about? ”

Jungwoo asked Song Bo-young, relaxed and smiled when she looked at him.

“I asked you about the gene cloning technique in the paper, and you don't know it very well. What are restriction enzymes that make DNA fragments with sticky ends? ”

This question suddenly silenced Song Bo-young. As she calms down, all of her friends' eyes widen.

“What's wrong with Bo-young? ”

“You can't get caught if you're drunk. ”

Seo Mi-hee smiled at Song Bo-young, who was beginning to think about something, and urged Jungwoo to get up and sit down.

“Sit here. Bo-young is next door.”

“Thank you."

Jungwoo sat on Seo Mi-hee's seat, and Seo Mi-hee sat on the other side.

“Who is this? ”

Seo Mi-hee asked a friend.

“Bo-young is the company's successor. I was looking for.”

“Oh, that's the limit? ”

All of the women's gazes of Song Bo-young's friend and chaebol were clearly directed towards Jungwoo. He turns his head, clearing his throat in his distressing eyes.

Song Bo-young, who was troubled, shook her head at Jungwoo.

“I get it. ‘EcoRI’ cleaves between G and A of the ‘5GAATTC3’ sequence. ”

“Well done.”

“Yes!”

Song Bo-young smiled as she complimented me. Jungwoo was a horse.

“But what's in the paper is the non-sticky end. What enzymes should we use? ”

“What? Wait. ”

Song Bo-young started to worry again. When she became a calm puppy and kept her mouth shut, all her friends were surprised and looked at Jungwoo.

“It's not a foreign language. I can hear you when you say weird things. ”

Seo Mi-hee smiled.

“I'm talking about your dissertation, which I'm usually interested in. ”

“You must know Bo-young well. ”

“I thought I knew somewhat · · · I don't know right now. ”

Jungwoo was surprised that the world of living with other women and Song Bo-young were so close.

After finishing her worries, Song Bo-young raised her hand.

“pvu · · · 2! ”

“That's possible, too. In order for the enzymes linking the DNA cleavage sites to work properly, we need to use more complex recombinant molecules. ”

“There are so many different kinds of recombinant molecules! ”

“You have to remember as much as possible. ”

Song Bo-young's voice gradually explained to me, she nodded her head with an eager expression. For 20 minutes, Song Bo-young, who closed her eyes, fell asleep.

“Sunbae. Sleep? ”

Song Bo-young didn't answer. It's gone completely into the dream world. Jungwoo turns his head toward Seo Mi Hee, who is still watching him.

“I didn't expect Bo-young to do this. ”

“I'm on drugs today. The last time I did some coating research, I stuck it in the painting. I left a paint abstraction on the wall here. The general manager took care of it, so I took care of him. ”

Seo Mi-hee smiled as if she remembered some of her friends. Jungwoo smiled awkwardly at this inappropriate atmosphere.

“You're all familiar with it. ”

“Don't look so surprised. He only drinks sober when we're around. Would you like a drink?”

Jung shakes his head.

“I'm busy tomorrow. ”

Seo Mi-hee looked at Song Bo-young, who was sleeping in the morning, leaning against Jungwoo who refused and backrest.

Jungwoo pointed to Song Bo-young who closed her eyes with difficulty.

“You must be familiar with Bo-young. ”

“I grew up almost like a sister. You know that Bo-young is an heir to the KG group, right? ”

“Huh · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

I had a vague expectation that the house would be good, but I was embarrassed at the moment.

“I guess you didn't know. Well, if you were best friends with the hotel board, you'd imagine that. ”

“Should I have guessed? ”

“No, I asked you to keep ignoring me. You may not understand it, but it hurts · · to be the heir's life, which is not ranked 1 or 2, but rank 20. I don't want to get caught. ”

Song Bo-young, who was picking this up, naturally looked back at me. Compared to living in the lab with a worry-free face, things seemed complicated in the house.

Meanwhile, Seo Mi Hee raised her hand to call the staff.

“Make room for me. To the suite.”

“The suite is now fully occupied. ”

“What? Nothing? ”

“Yes.”

“Today's business is so good. But that doesn't mean that we can't put her in a business room. ”

Jungwoo recalled the suite assigned to him.

“Use the room I'm staying in. I was gonna go anyway. ”

“Mr. Jungwoo's room? ”

“3502?”

“Did you book a suite? ”

“Instead of a reservation, · · · · somehow. ”

Jungwoo smiled. Seo Mi-hee shakes her head as he presents the room card.

“Take him and lay him down. You'd be less ashamed of our staff than carrying them. You're his successor. You can do that, right? We're going to the club for a second run. And I'm going.”

“Trust me on what. ”

“Look at him. You don't believe me. ”

Song Bo-young was resting on Jungwoo's shoulders and sleeping with a cool, peaceful face.

Beevik.

The 3502 door opened and Song Young-young carried it inside. It's only a few floors away, but it's pretty tricky to move someone who's been dehumanized.

She grunts, looking for the door near the bedroom, and lays her on the bed.

“Wow, you're in a suite with a girl on your back, Gerko. ”

A hollow smile appeared.

I looked at Song Bo-young as she was cooling her sweat with her hands. Wearing a slender dress that reveals the curvature of your body. I covered the blanket, which was so hot that I turned it to the hot heat.

“I'll just wait in the living room until Seo Mi-hee comes. Oh, right. Bathroom water.”

Jungwoo closed the door and went out into the bathroom. Half full tub. When I touched my hands, it was still warm, but it was the right thing to be mistaken for taking off my clothes and enjoying my appetite.

Unfortunately, I drained all the water.

When are they coming back? ’

Jungwoo returned to the living room, sat on the couch and turned on the TV.

In a bedroom with a desk clock marked [AM 02: 04].

“Mi-hee. ”

With her eyes closed, Fluffy reached out to the side and lifted his head to the feel of the pillow.

This was a room with a dim mood lamp on.

I was alive until I entered the Skylounge. He raised his glass thanks to Seo Mi-hee who had reserved all the lounge seats for himself.

“Ow, my head. ”

After that, I stumbled upon the trail, and the headache came. Because the detoxification of the liver has begun.

Song Bo-young raises her body, reflexively grabbing the wall and opening the mini refrigerator. You tuck the water in, place it on the table, and leave for the visit.

I saw a dark living room with only TV lights.

‘I think he laid me down here and went to play. ’

It was often the case.

Since the makeup was still uncomfortable, Song Bo-young went to the bathroom first.

I turned on the water in the bathtub and pulled out the pin that was tying my head to hurt and placed it next to me. The hair is loose and covered the back of the neck.

Take your earrings off by your side and dress up.

You push your toes into the hot tub of water.

“Ah, it's warm. ”

In the bubbled bathtub, Fluffy enjoyed a long luxury that would blow away fatigue, spirits and depression.

In 30 minutes.

Song Bo-young came out of the living room with a long towel around her body and just two towels on her head, walking to the window overlooking the night.

Her eyes were filled with the light of the city that would calm her mind at any moment.

I could see the KG chemical headquarters from afar. Looking at the time, I felt vague about going home, and I probably had to go straight to work here.

“Mmm · · ·”

Then.

I heard a strange sound behind her back.

“· · · Are you a senior? ”

And a familiar voice. Song Bo-young's body became stiff and only turned her head back.

Jungwoo, who was asleep, leans over the couch in the dark, raises Booth.

“Me, me, Jungwoo? ”

“What's so funny · · ·”

I lost my words as soon as I stared back and forth. It was because Song Bo-young's thin silhouette, a towel full of a bath, flashed by the light coming in from the window, caught my eye.

2.24 sec.

Static followed by a volume of 0.1 moles of gas.

“Ugh! Don't look! Don't look!”

Song Bo-young, screaming, ran into Huddak's room.

In the living room with the lights on.

Jungwoo was getting coffee from an espresso machine, wanting to awaken his dazzling mind.

‘Bourne and I watched Bo-young's body. ’

I shaken my head and pledged to forget. You have a fiery face, but the opponent must be terrified.

Sweet.

The door opens and Song Bo-young walks out of the suite dressed in her pajamas. She lowers her head to ask Jungwoo, sitting on a minibar chair with coffee falling.

“Why are you here? ”

“Don't you remember? ”

“If I remember, I would have been! ”

Song Bo-young, who was complaining, realized that this was not something to be angry at, and turned his gaze to Jungwoo calmly or with a differentiated look.

“What's going on? What about Mi-hee? ”

“I don't know. He said he'd be right back. It's like dancing in a club at 3: 00 in the morning. ”

“These are · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Song Bo-young clenched her fist carefully asked Jungwoo.

“Weren't you making a mistake? ”

“You didn't say anything. ”

“Huh? I wouldn't do that. ”

Song Young-young said that she didn't believe in her injections at all, and smiled. Song Bo-young was furious with that smile.

“What? You did something weird. ”

“No, it's just 'Jungwoo’ or 'Jungwoo'! ’and it kept getting shorter and shorter. He said," Yeah, "and his tongue got a little shorter. ”

“Ugh.”

Song Bo-young grabbed hold of both hands and apologized.

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done this. ”

“If Bo-young is older than me, I can do that. ”

“He's one of us. ”

“Even if it's her birthday early · ·”

June.

May.

After looking at Jungwoo, Song Bo-young stopped, she smiled awkwardly, then closed her eyes as if she was resolved.

“Jungwoo!”

“What, what is it? ”

“I said no. You said no, brother. ”

When Song Bo-young, who was much younger after removing her makeup, kept saying that she was her older brother, Jung couldn't help but shake her head.

The espresso machine stopped with the sound of the tiring.

Jungwoo shook his head while placing the coffee that had been poured out in front of Song Bo-young.

“What are you, sober yet? ”

“Boom!”

“You didn't wake up. I don't think you opened your eyes. ”

Song Bo-young who had been smiling for a while with her eyes beginning to swell gradually became heavier and looked at Jungwoo.

“Now you know roughly what I mean. My problems, my friends. ”

“I'm going to pretend I don't know. Seo Mi-hee asked me seriously. ”

“Mi-hee is · · · a friend of mine. Deeper than it looks. A lot of them.”

“What a compliment. Are you sure you want to introduce me? ”

Song Bo-young embarrassed replied urgently.

“Well, if you want to, you're not her ideal brother. It's not really a style. ”

“Wow. You said you were my brother. Now you're making fun of style. ”

He said, "No, if he's not in a suite like this, he's never going to sleep. I don't think you can handle it. ”

“Huh? You didn't know? I borrowed this. ”

Song Bo-young's eyes widened.

“Hey, here? How much is this for me? Oh, oh, oh. ”

“What kind of misunderstanding is that you cross both legs at once? ”

“If Jungwoo borrowed it! ”

Under the flaccid eyes, the black eyes tremble without grasping their ribs. Jung who saw the spots held back his smile and asked.

“You know those two yolks? ”

“Crazy! If you use it wrong, you'll end up in the audit. ”

“Just know that this is a favor from my brother. If you get caught, write a police report with me. Half the responsibility. Let's go. ”

Jungwoo stands up from a chair in a minibar. Song Bo-young grabbed Jungwoo's arm.

“Cancel it now! I'll pay for it. ”

“Wow, do you have a lot of money? ”

“A lot, a lot! So give me your card. Cancel and reauthorize.”

“No, it's a courtesy of the King. ”

“Chairman of the King? ”

Song Bo-young looked at Jung, who was dying because she wanted to make fun of him. ’I swept my chest. She shakes her head in relief as she explains the situation.

“Me again. Jesus, I'm sober. ”

“I really have to go. I have to stop by and get ready for work. Not in this state. ”

Jung, who pointed to the white uniform status, greeted Song Bo-young.

“Bo-young feels good enough to go. ”

“Jungwoo. ”

“Yes?”

Song Bo-young hesitated, saying Najik.

“· · Thank you. ”

“No problem. I'll see you at work. ”

Song Young-young's eyes were very comfortable on the back of Jungwoo walking out of the living room. As if it had nothing to do with the midnight commotion.

* * *

Day 15 - Fragrance Center

Weekends have gone on to experience the world of the upper class, and Monday comes to focus on the team leader.

When I came home at dawn and changed my clothes and went to work, I was so busy that I couldn't even think of a month sickness.

Beevik.

Early in the morning, when I opened the door to the fragrance center, the view opened to embarrass Jungwoo.

It was almost 7: 30 in the morning, and the whole staff was on the move. Everyone looked serious as if something had happened to them.

Jungwoo walked into the perfume room and asked Deputy Park, the container design team.

“Why are you out so early? ”

“Oh, Jungwoo. I'm in the middle of an assault. A competitor announced a new product in a surprise yesterday. It's overlapping with our release date, and it's highly rated. ”

“Competitors?”

“P&Z. I have to go. ”

Deputy Park walked down the busy corridor and disappeared.

Jungwoo entered the perfume room, opened his laptop and searched for a company called 'P&Z’.

Fresh air. Perfume in fiber deodorant. New Conceptual Adsorbent ‘DiJohn Air’

In the article, 'P&Z' interviewed ambitious aspirations to increase their share of the deodorant line, which already accounts for more than 50%, to 70%.

What's going on in the final stages of development? We'll need more support for our project if we can afford it here. ’

This made Jungwoo sigh as she thought it would be difficult to join the promised aroma design team.

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