Chapter 4: A Shitty Day (4)
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The Korean Environmental Beautification Union, no one really used its original name; they simply called it the Janitor Guild. And after all the staff had left for the day, a small party was taking place in the quiet office.
However, the party had only one participant. Just like how the union was never addressed by its original name, he was usually referred to as the operations director rather than his name. The middle-aged man poured himself some whiskey he had prepared for special occasions.
Clunk!
The Director, who had only drunk soju all his life, savored the aroma of whiskey before gulping it straight from the bottle. The sensation of alcohol over 30 degrees Celsius flowing down his throat was fantastic.
Could he call this the taste of satisfaction, from having taken care of it so meticulously?
Anyway, after cleansing his insides with whiskey, the Director sank into his chair.
It was a perfect night.
The towering stack of money sitting on his desk was his reward for resolving a long-standing issue. Moreover, it wasn't Korean won with the face of President Lee Seungbaek1, but a bundle of U.S. $100 bills featuring Benjamin Franklin instead.