the old man comes down with the flu, so seojun comes right down to the party.
well, not the party, but the mixer - and not really the mixer, but the 25th anniversary of the hanhwa group’s subsidiary, the galleria.
so technically, the party. however, anyone in the business sphere knows an opportunity to network when they see one; and the chance to expand their ‘greedy, capitalist empires’ ( as so eloquently stated by yuri < @chraeon > ), doesn’t go ignored. taekwon’s share holdings in both the luxury halls and their other subsidiaries has mandated the visit anyway, so seojun immediately dons yet another one of his overpriced suits, slides on his strip-yest blue tie and gels his hair up neatly, ready to lie and bullshit his way through another glamorous night.
he doesn’t necessarily like it, but he does owe it to a particular operations manager who, not too many years ago, had pulled a few strings for his first job placement in west hall. that in itself had taken quite a bit of underhanded persuasion, but he ignores that thought for the time-being. instead, he greets the plethora of businessmen and women with their arm candies and oft solemn, haughty appearances with the tact of a seasoned professional: laughing reservedly, nodding thoughtfully, interjecting with either playful commentary or thoughtful observation when needed. but most of all, he smiles. he smiles when a clearly wasted executive speaks directly into his face, mouth reeking of alcohol, he smiles when one of the many trophy wives asks too personal a question, and he smiles when one of the daughters flirts with him with sickening desperation. he just smiles.
sooyeon is a breath of fresh air from the crowd when he spots her, although tyler is oddly nowhere to be found. he walks over to her with two glasses of champagne in tow, handing her the drink with a thinly-veiled smile of relief.
“heard there’s a pretty heavy pre-order for your winter collection already? that’s a good sign, noona. congratulations.”
There was something about parties ( gatherings, mixers, any of the sort really ) that she never enjoyed; perhaps it was the finger foods that they served or the ridiculous amount of alcohol consumed by businessmen. Or maybe it was the fact that everyone seemed too pretentious; the smiles, the conversation and all. Sooyeon would rather be at home, working on her next line or overseeing the orders and stocks. Anything, at this point.
There are still whispers about her and how she ran things; how she constantly used him for the money, fame, connections and sorts. Honestly, she was tired of hearing it. It was the truth, yes, but get over it. Was there nothing else better to talk about? She wanted to tell them to be quiet but didn’t want to make a scene. Did they really think that she couldn’t hear the hushed words or see their judgmental looks. The female swore that if looks could kill, she would be six feet under and rotting. God, she needed a drink right now.
While chatting up with several well-dressed men and complimenting their female companions, she was approached by a young male with a drink in hand, asking if she could keep him company. Sooyeon could only scoff but stopped herself from doing so and instead, turned him down politely before sending him off. How pathetic. Of course, even at this time and age, women are still seen as just ‘company’. Thank God Tyler wasn’t here today. Normally, he would be following her around, trying to hold her hand or put his arm around her shoulders and she would always turn him down, remind him of their professional relationship. Was that concept really hard to understand.
Excusing herself, Sooyeon tried to avoid anyone on her way to the bathroom to fix her hair. Suddenly, she felt a cool breeze against her skin causing her to shudder briefly. How could she be stupid enough to forget a coat or anything to keep her warm. Drink. I need a drink. She thought to herself while making her way back, only to be greeted by one familiar face. Taking the glass from him, she smiled softly at the male before raising her glass up slightly. “Thank you. I didn’t think it would be a success. So, are you enjoying the event?” She asked, taking a small sip of her drink.
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