The Hardest: Indecent Transaction
Two people in formal business attire engage in a working lunch. One a Korean man, other a foreigner of black skin. The sunlight and cloud reflect the hour. Venue a restaurant and interestingly an outdoors one street side, requiring their authentic handmade wooden bench positioned on the street adjacent to the countertop food or drink rests on. Not knowing better imagine patrons dressed as they opting for fancier indoor establishments. Hey has to be said something special having your victual or drink prepped in front your eyes.
Their meal
Tteokguk
, or Korean rice cake soup.
The idea is physical capital she the foreigner, would link for his business endeavour, from the lady's speech - she won't assist. Calm and straightforward. "In principles of business I can't expect guaranteed fiscal positivity, however I am inclined to ensure a likelihood of investment return is met."
A lecture, make my day
.
The Korean man takes a new track. The Negress asked how she finds the taste, answers love to the taste buds and her stomach will agree. His response to her is the local delicacies naturally gives you palate skills. Returns to the overture again, she coughs up the investment and why. His lunch partner responds amicably their impression of him being he genuinely feels this business venture would take off, but yep, non-commitment, "Outline what have I to gain in this kind of risk? A foreigner like me could have their life here ruined."
After some time joined by a Korean woman, very attractive. She shakes the equally attractive foreigner's hand and takes a seat. She's having
Shin-Son-Ro
, a particular dish nineteen fillings strong including beef, fish, eggs, carrot, mushrooms, and onion.
He decides to entertain and illuminate on
Silla
, the ancient kingdom. The nation is synonymous with royalty.
Capping off the meal,
Soju
, a colorless spirit. Are all smiles save for the guy, his head harried him, wanted to rub it, couldn't find in himself doing so publicly and hesitantly touches glasses with the ladies. The foreigner congratulates South Korea's dishes.
Without warning the Negress, "I'm interested in those." Her gaze disconcertingly on the other woman's sizeable bust. Despite this unorthodox erotica, no one responds; in the recesses of their reasoning they both know. "You have a good command of English; you grasp my meaning."
Uh wouldn't a turn as a sex predator ruin chances here too?
Thought he.
