@onejaeone : Jaewon and Jongsuk
Elegant long fingers, neatly fold the legs of a pair of sunglasses together, sliding them down the pocket of expensive well tailored blue slacks matching his suit jacket. He flattens down the beige tie, under the collar of the crisp white shirt as the tall man takes a seat at the bar. He does so with a sigh and a light furrow of his brows is evident as he calls for the bartender to ask him for their list of whiskies, or whatever they had here. He disliked wearing the expensive clothing, asociating it with business which he rather not dealt with. Like today, he only showed his face at his company when it was urgent, someone stepped out of line or if there were negotiations he had to be a part of. Most of the times his reputation for being a harsh and clearcut businessman came out then. He stayed out of any spotlight, kept his name off company lists and avoided being tagged as the guy who owned Yongin Group. Even with the company he didn’t like over advertising their own company name, it was their investment business they should advertise anyways not themselves. Even most businessmen only knew the CEO of Yongin Group as someone who hated to be called in and do complicated business, no name, no age. Just that he was Korean and better not bothered.
A man had dared though, to make him attend a meeting. And even worse, he didn’t like the business idea at all. It was a clear as day attempt to get rich off of peoples naïvete and curiosity. After basically listening for 5 minutes before telling the man to leave his premise, he had exited the meeting and found the staff team responsible for setting up the negotiations. Jongsuk had few rules, but he would see to it that the team would not again dare defy them by negotiation with a shady that was only focused on making money off people. His assistant was left to deal with the businessman, being used to escorting out anyone Jongsuk didn’t want to do business with and taking care off most of the work for Jongsuk. The team was called to a meeting room, terrified when they came in and were introduced to their CEO for the first time before being quietly scolded. He wasn’t going to yell at them or fire them, but he would make it clear this was not tolerable and another business proposal like it would lead to them being quietly let off by the company so they could seek employment elsewhere. With that, he left and found him to where he was now. In a bar, looking for drinks to get a buzz going and fight off the bitter taste of a day spent in the name of making money. There were many better things for him to spend his time on.
Normally he would’ve gone back first to his apartment, changed his clothes for a lot more regular ones but today was an exception. “Over here, bartender. Whisky, cocktails. What do you have?” His dark brown eyes watched the boy come over, eyeing him up and down for a moment.
