Chapter 77
“...I’m telling you to sit comfortably, okay....”
Perhaps because of the discontent in Yoon Tae-oh’s voice, Kang Seok-ho couldn’t make much of a protest. He simply sent one of his team members to another position to make room. As a result, the position that the general secretary had prepared for Yoon Tae-oh ended up being taken by someone else.
“Why are you eating the skin instead of the healthy parts?”
“...It looks like this, but it’s still edible. Dip it in soybean powder....”
“Is that hair, no way....”
Why is your eyesight so good for no reason? Actually, Yoon Tae-oh looks a little funny right now. In the middle of the round iron table, the shells are cooking on the grill. Soju, beer, and vegetables for wrapping are all mixed together, and nothing is in order. Yoon Tae-oh, sitting in front of him, is alone, as if he was composited into a strange background, and he doesn’t fit in with the scene.
“This is fully ripe, so try it.”
I moved the ripest, golden skin to Yoon Tae-oh's plate. But he didn't move at all.
“Oh, so you can just take a picture like this and eat it?”
I don't think he knows how to eat it, so I put some soybean powder on it and put it back on, but it's the same. Then he picks up his chopsticks. But the path of the shell is strange.
“...Why are you giving this to me?”
“Try it first, just once.”