Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

I'm trying to control my facial expression when the vocal cords tell me not to do Helle, but I don't know where to start.

The actresses in party dresses were all glowing with unrealistic proportions and beauty.

What kind of people are these guys, each of whom has an actress in their own.

Entertainment officials?

Young entrepreneur?

Anyway, it was clear that he was invited to a formidable position.

However, I am also out of the ordinary people's category in many ways.

There's nothing to lose.

Frequently-favored mental armament!

"You're early. Aren't you busy at the end of the year?"

"You're not busy. I took the day off."

Tae-hyung introduced me by shaking hands with Jung Hong-soo first.

"This is my brother who works with me."

This time, he reached for me first and pronounced the name clearly.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Jung Hong-soo."

"Yes, I'm Sung Gwi Nam."

"Let's skip business cards.”

"Yes, go ahead."

I don't even carry it with me anyway.

Amid the strange eyes of the party, Jung Hong-soo introduced Tae-hyung to them.

Some women responded to the introduction of the main part of the most quality host bar in Gangnam as if it was interesting.

I wondered if I had to emphasize the host bar.

Can I just call him an acquaintance?

Well, I'm better than the owner of the show.

They didn't introduce themselves, but the man sitting at the top of the table stood up and filled Tae-hyung's cup first.

"Thank you for coming. This is the host Choi Dong-sun."

a low, deep voice

It was an accent with dignity and refinement even though it was only two words.

Then there was a faint flash in the vocal cords.

It was the divination of the fairy godmother.

He closed his eyes and said,

[Wait a minute. Mm, ········?] [It feels strong]

Oh, again, why.

What is it this time?

My eyes were looking carefully at Choi Dong-sun before I knew it, even though I was struggling inside.

Not only his voice and tone, but also his visible appearance had something to overwhelm people.

First of all, he looked over 185cm tall and he was big.

The navy velvet suit and shirt fit perfectly without splinters or spills. Hair style is short and neat pomade.

In dichotomy, it can be said to be ugly, but the matte glasses and relaxed impression cover up to some extent.

He's in his mid to late 30s? It can be seen as wide as 40s. It is an impression that the age group cannot be easily measured.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

I must have stared too hard.

Choi Dong-sun pointed at me with a champagne muzzle and asked.

"Because you're handsome."

In embarrassment, words that were not in my mind popped out.

"Haha, I don't hear that often. It's too much."

"No, you're my favorite face type."

"Thank you. Have a drink."

Um, ······ what is this sense of incompatibility in him?

Unlike his relaxed smile, he felt somewhat authoritative.

I could find the reason right away.

It was the same when Tae-hyung filled his glass, and there is no tilt in his upper body even now.

To put it a little exaggeratedly, as an older boss fills a cup of young subordinates, it's a stiff attitude of "You bend your back to get my cup."

I eventually had to pull out my butt in a humiliating position to get his drink.

When Tae-hyung and my cup was filled, Choi Dong-sun raised the glass slightly, saying, "Let's have a drink."

"Cheers."

I held out a glass to the couple who were nearby, and ····· naturally achieved it. Because no one was making a toast. Like Choi Dong-sun, everyone was busy raising their glasses and taking them to their lips.

Tae-hyung, who made eye contact with me, who collected the cup embarrassingly, snorted as if he was cute.

You'd be happy to have a funny brother.

In the midst of this, she was diligently moving back and forth the women's bodies to convey her impression of me.

No one was interested in me except for Kim Sun-hye, who said she would smell like mold. For them, I am just like a claw stuck in an ice bucket.

One thing Genie found out was that all the men were executives of large corporations.

"You look too young to be an executive.’

I think they're chaebol masters.

A tycoon?

The second generation of the tycoon I've only heard of?

It's so absurd that I didn't think about it.

No wonder everyone said their boots were flowing.

So, haha, is my personal bank going up a notch today?

You're finally going into the main social world?

I'll devote my body and soul to you and make you friends!

I felt as if I could hear Lulu's voice from somewhere.

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty!

It was a time when he savored the bubbles of champagne, which rose as much as he expected to rise in status.

[Brother, I need to see Choi Dong-sun's Chewchang.]

said the vocal cords that were closing their eyes and receiving a fortune-telling position. The light from the body had faded away.

What about Choi Dong-sun?

Are you interested in me? Are you gay? Can I meet Lee Jae-yong if you give me a boost?

[Choi Dong-sun's face and Hayeon's face looked overlapped.]

······· is this some kind of dog-eat-dog development?

Why is Hayeon coming out from here?

I kicked my tongue without realizing it.

"Genie, can you fit into a man's body?’

It's possible for homosexuals, but none of them have that taste. Why?

'No, come on.

First of all, the man's chewing window, which was set in OFF mode, changed to ON.

But how can I touch him?

It's too much to shake hands with.

Should I say I'll read your palm?

We decided to adjust to the atmosphere and take a peek at the opportunity.

Tae-hyung was talking to Jung Hong-soo, and I sipped a glass of wine, hoping someone would talk to me, or looking for a chance to naturally intervene in the story.

Choi and his party were talking about where to donate the proceeds from the party today.

Like the arrogant chaebol people in the drama, I was briefly worried about what would happen if they talked only in English, French, or professional languages to ignore the customers, but fortunately, it was an easy vocabulary to understand.

"I don't want the foundation to work, I'm just going to put some money on it myself."

"That's all right. Find out where the individual runs, not where the company sponsors."

"Are you going to publish an article?”

"Luck, what's the story? These days, the public says that they get angry when they publish an article because they know everything.”

"Well. But it somehow made it known."

"Right. Dong-sun's face is already sold out, so she'll show up on her own. Like on social media.

I thought the conglomerates were stingy with donations, but they don't know.

I'm going to compliment you.

By the way, what's your relationship with Hayeon? Just as I was thinking, the door of the VIP lounge opened and a familiar face came in.

Oh, we're meeting here again.

Wearing a yellow bobbed-haired, big hoodie and leggings, she was DJ Hello, who came to our store a few days ago.

You seem to be swinging at the party today because you're with your manager.

"Who's the guest?”

Choi Dong-sun asked the group while looking at Hello, who comes this way along with the host.

Everyone was shaking their heads, saying it wasn't them, and Jung Hong-soo, who was talking to Tae-hyung, answered.

"Isn't that him? The girl who DJs at the Entertainment. I think you're a guest for today's performance.”

"Well, I guess he's here to say hi.”

"DJ Hello, I'm a cameo in the movie I'm filming."

When one of the actresses spoke, other women helped one by one.

"Oh, that's him." I've heard of his name. But he's shorter than I thought."

"I know. It looked big on the ground. ··· I envy people who are photogenic."

"Me, too. Why do I hate to hear that you're so much prettier in person?"

"My fans are telling me not to upload selfies on Instagram. Hing."

- (All together) Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, hohohoho ho ho ho.

Choi Dong-sun tilted her head during the women's spin-off.

"I think it's famous, but why don't I know?"

The big nose on the right calmly answered.

"Dong-sun, you're not interested in subculture.”

"Do you know who your brother is?"

"I don't know. If it's not for this kind of occasion, we'really meet."

Their murmuring continued until Hello came right in front of the table and stopped.

"Hello, I'm the main DJ Hello today."

The male manager handed the business card and greeted him first, followed by Hello.

"Hello."

Something must be in a bad mood.

He didn't show me a smile a few days ago, but a rather stiff expression and tone.

[Hello, hello.

Oh my, I'll see you here again. Let's see... ·······}

The reason why her expression was hardened was through Jini, who had self-united with Hello.

I think he's mad at the manager. There's a lot of time left before the show, and I'm dissatisfied with the fact that they're saying hello first. You know I don't like things like this.

Choi Dong-sun, who stood up stiff as before, held out a bottle of champagne for Hello.

"Please take good care of me today."

Hello refused to accept the glass from the side with his hands and smiled forcedly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't drink before the performance."

"Hey, champagne is a drink."

"I'll do it next time if I have a chance. I need to take care of myself right now."

Hello's successive veto. The manager's face turns to reflection.

The tail of Choi Dong-sun's mouth, which was maintaining the shape of a sailboat, also went straight down, and instead her eyebrows were raised in a fi shape.

The party's views also turned sour.

He seemed to think, "Why is he so confident? He's so confident?"

Oh, this is getting interesting. My heart is pounding!]

You may be funny, but my hands and feet are shriveling rapidly.

I don't like this atmosphere.

"No, I'm not asking you to pour it. I'm asking you to get a drink. If you do this, my hands will be embarrassed."

Choi Dong-sun said as if to soothe a child, raising her mouth again.

Then, Helo did not lose, and he spoke the same way and set fire to it.

"So I said I'm sorry. Or you can pour water instead of alcohol."

"Oh, my dear Mr. Hello is not a good drinker."

When the restless manager helped her out, the man who was watching next to her scratched his eyebrows and joined.

"Oh, my DJ is not flexible or self-love is strong."

"Yes, ······?"

"I can just take it and put it on my lips, right? It's nice to have a professional mind, but you're so strict."

Others looked at each other's faces and added a word.

"Hey, I can't even talk to you because I'm scared."

"Someone will think I'm being scared. Haha."

"The manager must be really tired."

I made eye contact with Taehyung.

Stretch your palms toward your abdomen, as if telling you to stay still and not to interrupt.

No, I didn't mean to interrupt.

It was Choi Dong-sun who broke the silence and opened his mouth first like a rotten rope.

He put down the bottle he was holding embarrassingly and stroked the back of his head.

"I think there was a misunderstanding in the communication."

Hello also replied with a slightly soft face.

"Yes, I think so. I'm a little sensitive right now, so I'll be back after the stage."

Yeah, yeah.

We met on a good day for good purposes, and it's great to say it's good.

"Let's have a drink."

Oops

Choi Dong-sun, who poured half-filled champagne into an ice bucket, said, sticking out an empty glass.

"My Pan-soon has a knack for building people's self-esteem at a strange point. I can't stand this."

Then the manager, who had been crying all along, finally came forward, playing his role.

He responds with a strong Gyeongsang accent.

"Excuse me, what are you doing?”

"I'm asking the employer to pour the employee a drink?”

"We don't have this in our contract.”

"So why are you here?”

"I just came to say hello."

"Oh, you're here to say hello? I thought you were here to fight again. She's so energetic."

"You're a bit harsh. Listen to the planner about the contract, and we'll be on our way."

"Which company are you?"

When Choi Dong-sun asked with a smiley face, the party shook its head gently.

I could see what that meant. When Kim Dong Hyun was drunk like a dog, Changsoo and I looked like we were making a face.

Do as you please. We don't know.

"And what are you guys doing? I guess it's kind of thick since you're coming out so rude.”

Hello with a sharp accent.

"Kkhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Choi Dong-sun, who finally burst into laughter, shouted at the guests of the other table.

"Now, the party starts in a minute, so let's all go down to the first floor!"

Perhaps because of the wide gap between the tables, they seemed to have no idea what was going on here. Everyone stood up one by one with a happy expression and began to go outside.

Choi Dong-sun asked me and Tae-hyung to leave their seats, including the actresses who were sitting together.

Then he stared at Hello, who was still shooting at him.

"You want to know what I'm doing? Take your time now."

What kind of atmosphere is that in a second?

Jung Hong-soo gave Tae-hyung and me a look of sorry, saying, "See you later." I don't look back and run! I'm going to do it.

[Brother.]

The vocal cords swooped down next to me and pushed in my face.

[She's in danger and she's running away?]]

What are you going to do, Shifal?

Do I fight for you?

[Choi Dong-sun has something to do with Ha-yeon] The bad spot has fallen off.]

Then fight for me.

an end

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