Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Kim Dong Hyun [What are you doing?]

Im Chang-soo [Bringing a cup of coffee after eating]

Kim Dong-hyun [Are you busy?]]

I'm getting crowded. Why?]

Kim Dong-hyun [Why? It's time to see him]

You haven't seen Lim Chang-soo since he moved to the store. What can you do?]

Kim Dong Hyun [Night call?]

Im Chang-soo. [Night is not a night] Even if we go, we have to go sightseeing night. Let's just have a drink of soju and have a drink.

Kim Dong Hyun. [No, I went to a place with my younger brother at the company, but the age range of women was good. from the end of the twenty to the end of thirty It's just right for us.

Lim Chang-soo [it's important] [Women are older, younger, prettier, orcs, we can't] do it. Let's not get hurt and have a drink together.

Kim Dong Hyun [I went there last week and I got his number!]

Lim Chang-soo [Did you?]]

Kim Dong Hyun [Not yet]. But I keep sending messages. Sooner or later, my brother and I decided to meet at 2:2.

Lim Chang-soo [LOL] [Isn't his younger brother handsome?]

Kim Dong Hyun [That's right]

Lim Chang-soo. [Then I'll call my brother]

Kim Dong Hyun [Oh, shall we?] I'll ask you a question.

Lim Chang-soo [If we go on our own, we'll be a hundred percent worse off. Once or twice?

Kim Dong Hyun. [Asking] He's leaving. Instead, give him a drink.

Lim Chang-soo, [is it a problem with the price of alcohol? If you let me hit a home run, I'll let you out of the way.

Kim Dong Hyun. [LOL] Then, do you have a reservation?]

Im Chang-soo [I don't care] Where are you?]

I don't care.

Kim Dong Hyun. [Shall we meet around 8?]]

Im Chang-soo [8 o'clock call]

I'm going to finish around 10 o'clock, so I'm drinking first.

Kim Dong Hyun. [Okay, then you can make a reservation at 12 o'clock. It's the peak after all.

Im Chang-soo [OK]

I [Okay]

Dong-hyun and Chang-soo are testicles friends that they met in middle school.

I had six friends who were hanging out with me, but the other three have been sidelined since they got married and had children, and the three of us, who are bachelor, have met occasionally to drink.

I haven't seen it since I came to the lip service, but I made an appointment because tomorrow is my day off.

The thought of solving the Yat-seol that has happened to me is already thrilling.

Of course, they know I see ghosts often, but they won't tell me about the existence of the emotional group or the chirp.

It's best if I hide the good things by myself.

***

[Looking at you, I can't trust my friends either] They're all bad, right?]

In a taxi to the appointment place, the emotional party made an awning prediction.

"Don't insult my friends, you son of a gun. Those bastards are right, but I'll do it."

"What?"

A middle-aged taxi driver looked at the rearview mirror with surprise, shaking his earphones plugged into his smartphone and laughing.

"No, no, I'm on the phone."

"Oh, I thought you were cursing at me. There's so many weird people out there these days."

"Yes."

Have you ever done a one-night at a night?

"I've been out drinking, but I haven't had one night.”

[Night must go to Solloway] If we delay or notice each other to make a team project, we all end up going down together. There weren't any kids that they couldn't make it out there.No, the waiter didn't put in much bookings.Let's be sullen and win. If it's old enough, you'll become distrustful of each other, and then you'll either blame each other or you'll fall into the path of self-discipline.

Have you been spying on me and my friends?

That's exactly what we'really.

Even if girls come with friends, you shouldn't hope that they all do well together because they have different sizes and different pursuits. It's the best if even one person does well.]

"Have you ever done well together?" One of my friends' wishes and I'm doing it together in a motel."

[There's nothing wrong with it. The problem is that someone has to take the bomb. By the way, I heard there are four people who are younger than you. If it's 3 to 3, you won't know, so 4 to 4 is hard. If you're going to do it, you have to throw one person away or do it separately.]

"Can't you help me?"

[Does your friends look so bad?]]

"They're just common workers in their 30s on the peninsula.

You don't have hair loss, do you?]

"Well, Dong-hyun doesn't have a lot of bangs. Changsoo's face is fine, but he's short. 168 or so."

Let's just drink soju and go to the massage parlor.]

"You son of a gun."

[Or we should aim for the snail that the waiter puts in as a last-minute flip-flop] This is a little risky. When a girl wakes up and says something else, it's just a lump.

"I don't care if I don't do anything, but I hope the kids do well. I need you to help me.

[Everyone must have really high standards since they've never succeeded before]]

It seems clear that this punk has been spying on me and my friends.

"Uh......."

[Anyways, I'll try my best. Tell your friends to lower their eyes. One night is easy if you lower your eyes.]

"Okay."

The place where they gathered was a busy street near Sillim Station, where Knight is located.

I've been to Sundae Alley with my girlfriend 10 years ago, but there were quite a few tall buildings that I couldn't see at that time, and it looked completely different.

I went to the destination located on the second floor in search of the location of the bar and Sangho taken by Changsu.

I see friends sitting by the window.

As I approached, Chang-su found me and waved.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Nearby guests giggled when they heard my nickname.

It is a shameful nickname that has been called 'Seonggu Nam Gi Nam' and 'Ja Ji Nam' for nearly 20 years. Anyway, I think middle school is the best way to make people feel bad with a stupid nickname.

"You bastard, people are laughing. I'm embarrassed, you son of a gun."

When I saw my friends, the nutmeg naturally popped out.

"This is my brother who works with me. Thirty-three."

When I sat down, Dong-hyun introduced me to a person who is a younger brother of the company.

His thick eyebrows and big nose were definitely handsome, but his face reminded him of a greasier Arab.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Ha Sang-hee."

Butter is flowing even in the hands that are more polite than necessary, smiling and speaking.

"Oh, he's a cute guy. I'm sorry. I'm not good at cursing, but when I meet them, I automatically pop out."

"Ha-ha, no. Old friends are like that. I do that when I meet my friends."

Take it off?

A joke? Or is that the way you talk?

Ha Sang-hee, who emptied her glass of soju as she turned her head, wiped the glass on her shirt sleeve and handed it to me.

"Brother, I'll serve you a drink. Take this glass and put it at ease from now on. It's comfortable for me, and it's easy for me to work on today. Haha."

"Oh, yes, then."

When receiving Ha Sang-hee's drink, Gamseongdae sighed as if the ground was going out.

[Whew...... brother, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I think this combination is ruined today. It's not too late now, so cancel your reservation and go to a room or a massage room. Don't waste your money for nothing.]

Then he kicked his tongue and floated over Ha Sang-hee's head.

[Looking at her looks, she may look handsome to men, but she's one of the women's dislikes. Looking at your beard and sideburns style, you look like you have a lot of hair on your chest. Look at all the hair on the back of his hand. She's not a foreigner. What kind of woman likes that?]

Your tongue will kill people.

Is it a crime to have hairy hair? They like furry dogs and cats because they are cute, but why don't they like hairy people?

It can't be heard by Ha Sang-hee, but my face turned red because I felt sorry for no reason.

[I think this person's way of speaking is a concept, but it doesn't work at all. It's cheesy even when you look at it. I mean, it's just for women in their 40s and 50s... and why are they all wearing suits? This is driving me crazy.]

Maybe he didn't step on the soap and died, but he bought a grudge against someone who was harshly criticized and was killed.

By the way, I wasn't interested in my friends' fashion, but it's quite a sight to hear from the emotional group. Ha Sang-hee, the guest, is wearing a navy cardigan and white cotton pants with her ankle exposed, but the other two are wearing original company suits.

Why are these crazy bastards dressed in suits when they're going to the night instead of the early 2000s?

"Hey, why are you wearing suits?"

Changsu answered when I asked.

"It's a suit because I came right after work. Why is it weird? It's custom-made.

Jilsera Dong-hyun added.

"I'm just right, damn it."

No, it's not a matter of alignment or gisexuality, chit-chunkies.

"And then you're sleeping like hell. Look at your hair style."

"Crazy guys, who wears a suit on the night? I haven't been there for a long time. Can't you feel it?"

"Why, is it so weird? It's okay if you take it off."

It doesn't matter if My's removable or not.

A suit! A suit! A damn suit!

"Ha-ha, actually, my suit is a bit broken."

Ha Sang-hee smiled leisurely and helped me out.

"I have clothes and shoes in my car, so change."

It could have been worse.

He said he always carries extra clothes in his car because he has a lot of business trips to the country.

Judging from the style I'm wearing now, I think I dress neatly and well.

"Shall I bring it now?"

"No, we have more than an hour left, so I'll change in the car when I get in. I have to park my car in the night parking lot anyway.”

We decided to do so and drank a cup of coffee nationwide.

It's been almost two months since we met, and Mrs. Ahn gave up her dog and immediately moved on to gossip.

First of all, from Changsu, a businessmania, stories of Bukchang-dong-style room salon in Gangnam, Magic Mirror Choice, Pool Salon, 3:1 massage room, and Songba experience came out. The credit card I spent on the business this month alone is over 200. Seeing him proudly saying that he would borrow money from me soon, I thought he wanted to stab me in the back with bamboo spear.

Dong Hyun was excited about the night review he visited with Ha Sang-hee last week. I'm going to have a drink with the women I met as bookings next week, but I'm bragging about my MT.

I waited for the gossip to end with a smile on my lips, feeling that the main character will appear at the end.

"Do you have anything? Do you still have a massage?"

Dong-hyun filled the glass and asked.

Whoo-hoo, it's finally my turn.

You bastards, you'll have to dig through your ears.

This is a special story I've never heard before.

"There are a lot of female part-time jobs at the store I moved to this time.

"It has nothing to do with you anyway. There are 5 million women in Seoul, but none of them are yours."

"Laughing."

"Hoo-hoo, with four of them. One's a mouthful."

Kugung!

It seems that such an effective sound has been heard in practice.

But only Ha Sanghee came. Oh, really? Chang-soo and Dong-hyun snort, denying the reality.

"Where did you get drunk?”

"Why, female part-timers could be old ladies. She's popular with a bunch of ladies.”

They are all in their early and mid-20s. The oldest one is 27. There's a 20-year-old."

"He's got mythomania."

"Are you drunk?"

It's unrealistic for me to say it out loud.

If either Dong-hyun or Chang-soo had said this, I would have slapped myself to wake up, saying, "You had a dream in vain."

"Oh, right. I did it with a real estate lady. go to see a house in the first year of one's lifeIn an empty house. He wants to be a sexist in the future."

They must have felt like they were completely out of control in this scene, but they laughed. Ha Sang-hee thought I was joking and laughed as if he had been hit.

"Get out of the way, my dear.

"You've been getting all worked up lately.”

I opened a KakaoTalk window to quell their doubts.

And I showed you all the conversations I had with Moon Jung.

"This is Na Mun-jeong, 20-year-old."

"You just graduated from high school at the age of 20."

"Is he meeting the conditions or something?"

"No, it's my part-time job."

Nevertheless, I don't believe it.

No, I believe that there is a clear conversation window, but I think they misunderstand that I made a dirty deal using my big face or my position as a section chief.

I'm getting angry.

Moon Jung's profile pictures were all cat pictures, so he had to ask Moon Jung for the picture himself.

What are you doing?

I just got home and took a shower. What about you?

I'm meeting my friends and I don't believe you. Just take a picture and send it to me.

[Cute and sexy, but you've been dying to meet a girl who's young?]

How did I know?

[Whew, I erased my makeup and I'm in a bad condition]

I'm fine. I'm always pretty.

[(A character emoticon with a red face)]

[Hold on]

I checked the chat window to them and proved that I was not a mythomaniac.

"Hey, you must be serious."

"No, it's not too late to judge from the pictures. The main edition is important."

"You have such a cute way of course. I think your face will be cute, too."

A few minutes later, a file came from Mungnyung.

It's a video file.

It was a video taken sitting on a bed in a sleeveless shirt with an apple head and a slight chest bone. The sound was raised and played in the middle of the table.

Hello, my name is Munjeong. I'm the manager's friends. Well, I'm not an imaginary person. I am 20 years old and I am a living woman who is flirting with the chief. Don't drink too much and don't take me with you. Goodbye, then. Hi, chief.

After the short video was over, the four faces, including myself, had a smile of no one else to do.

"I live for this these days."

an end

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