Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

43. National Torture

Everyone’s eyes turned to Moon Jung-eun.

Moon Jung-eun, who frowned at the big man who said she was an older sister, soon asks back with a voice that she is not confident.

“Do you know me?”

The big man answered back.

“You drank with Yoon-jung at Jeong-pyeong last time. Around January. Don’t you remember? Jeongho was here with us.”

Jeong-ho was a tattooed man.

Moonjeong opens her mouth half-open and rolls her eyes from side to side.

As far as I know, that looks like I don’t remember at all.

By the way, Yoonjung?

Don’t tell me you’re the one I know.

I thought of a face and opened the window.

Cho Yoon Jung.

The denim jacket of the household special forces that bothered Moon Jeong-eun.

First of all, the name is right.

And the delusion passed that he might have made the current version to screw Moon Jung-eun.

“Do you know these guys, Mun-jung?”

Moon Jung-eun shakes her head small when asked by the store manager.

“No, I don’t know. I don’t remember…”

“Oh, shit…”

Moon Jung-eun crouched by the store manager’s whining and the air inside also froze cold.

Only the four of us are laughing as if we’re going our way.

“Who got the order here? Tae-soo, it’s Hayeon.”

Tae-soo came one step forward.

“I got it…”

“Didn’t you check your ID?”

“Oh, well… I’m sorry, I didn’t think about it.”

The store manager gave a painful sigh as if he had reversed the situation.

It would be the store manager who is more confused than anyone else in this situation.

Underage liquor sales penalties are fines and business suspension for two months.

It’s a small fine, but the problem is business suspension. A two-month suspension in a large-scale business like ours is a huge blow to the company’s survival.

As far as I know, the monthly rent is close to 10 million won. On top of that, considering additional expenses such as employee salaries except for part-time jobs and processing of leftover food ingredients, not only the store manager but also the president will fall down.

Even if the suspension period is reduced by half, it will be a big blow to Korea, which is slowly settling down.

From the perspective of the store manager, he has to negotiate with them even though he knows it’s against his will.

“Where’s the guy calling the police? Shall we do it?”

When the tattoo fiddled with the cell phone, the store manager eventually dragged a chair and sat down at their table.

“Manager Sung, please close first.”

“Yes.”

I ordered the staff to clean the finish and took Moon Jung-eun, who was at a loss, to the dressing room.

“You really don’t know them?”

“I know what they were drinking at the top, but I really don’t remember them. There were so many people at that time…”

“Yoon-jung is the one you met a few days ago, right?”

“Yes…”

“He hasn’t contacted you since?”

“Sung-ah told me to block it, so I blocked it.”

“Good job.”

When asked, Cho Yoon-jung is said to have known each other through the seaweed stalks she was with at the time.

Originally, my house is in Jeongpyeong, but I gather girls from middle and high school who ran away from home and live in motels around here. After making them meet conditions, they spend most of their money on rent and maintenance.

It is also said that a child named Hyun-joo, a friend of Moon Jeong-eun, was also drawn into the same way.

I let out a sigh without realizing it.

“Whew…”

“I’m sorry…”

Moon Jeong-eun was so discouraged that she almost melted down to see if she thought everything was her fault.

I hugged Munjeong and stroked her hair without a word.

I bury my nose in my chest.

“What happens when you call the police? Can’t you do business?”

“The manager will take care of it, so don’t worry. And if you remember it, just pretend you don’t know it to the end.”

“Yes, but I really don’t remember…”

“I think Cho Yoon-jung ordered it,” came up to her throat and went down.

There’s no need to provoke a child who’s already blaming himself.

I think I should discuss it calmly with Sung-ah later.

I came out alone after finishing the story with Moon Jung-eun.

The store manager and the guys were still talking.

The atmosphere seems to be led by the store manager. By the way, he was a leader of a biker in the ’90s and a veteran in the restaurant industry for nearly 20 years.

Like the lines in the movie, even if the kids these days are scary, it means that the store manager is the one who grew up with the scary kids.

I thought that if I were a store manager, I would coax, soothe, and pressure him to finish it with minimal damage.

The story continued even after the part-timers and aunts, except for Moon Jeong-eun, left work.

Most of the conversation was dominated by the store manager.

About 10 minutes later, the store manager got up from his seat.

Take the cash out of the safe and hand it to the tattoo.

He said he had recorded everything he said so far, adding that if you say anything else or report later, you should also be held legally responsible.

The four men left the store with a look like gangsters who finished collecting money.

I think I’m the only one who saw the tattooed baby smiling at Moon Jung-eun.

After seeing the expression, the speculation that Cho Yoon-jung might be behind it became stronger.

This is how they avenge the humiliation they suffered three days ago.

“Oh, shit, I’ve been living, stars…”

The store manager came to the table where the employees were gathered.

“How much did you pay?”

I asked.

“I’m telling you, these bastards are new, too. I was fifty.”

Considering the damage caused by the suspension, that’s not enough money.

“Taesu.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Relax your face, asshole. It’s not your fault.”

“I’m sorry.”

“They’re all determined from the beginning, so what are they going to do? Look at the faces of the children, I wouldn’t have tested them either. But what do you mean, the one who looks the most emaciated? I’m not even nineteen, I’m eighteen. Damn, you can’t even make eye contact on the street.”

The store manager raised the atmosphere that had been subdued with a proper joke.

Usually, he teases employees with his unique sensitivity, but at times like this, he seems to be sitting there for no reason.

From now on, even if I look like I`m in my mid-20s, I`ll have to ask for my ID. Oh, and Moonjung.”

“Yes.”

“Do you really not know them?”

“Yes, I really don’t know.”

“That’s enough. Let’s just get off work!”

The difficulties that broke out in the store were finally built.

Now, the only problem I have to solve is whether Cho Yoon-jung is really behind the incident.

I took Munjeong to the coffee shop where Sung-ah was waiting.

“How’d it go?”

“Oh, my queen?”

“Oh, the store manager gave me a good show.”

I gave a card to Moon Jung-eun, who looked at the two of us puzzled, and I ordered coffee.

Moon-jung went to the desk and asked Sung-ah.

“Did you notice?”

I told Seong-ah in advance. I think it was made up by Cho Yoon-jung, so I asked the juniors if they could recognize me.

The saint nodded.

“Yeah, I called Semin and he’s a nut.”

“Why?”

On the day of the playground incident three days ago, Semin and his party called the lobster squad to a bar and assaulted them with the true violence of their seniors. But it is said that Cho Yoon-jung made a disturbance there. Breaking the bottle and even attempting self-harm.

“I went to the police station because the store owner reported it, and I think Cho Yoon-jung was reported to have run away. My parents came and took him, and they’ve lost contact with the other two since.”

It’s bigger than I thought.

“She originally lives in Jeongpyeong, and she is also famous for being a nut.”

In Jeongpyeong, which is called Gotham City in Gyeonggi-do Province, it means that the whole country is crazy.

Sung-ah and I completely hardened our minds to Cho Yoon-jung’s involvement.

After a while, Moonjeong came back with coffee.

After listening to Sung-ah’s story, I’m a little worried about whether I should talk to her.

The biggest reason why Moon Jung-eun responded passively to Cho Yoon-jung’s party was not only because of her friend Hyun-joo, but also because of her family.

I thought about how many times to report it to the police. However, she gave up because she was worried about her grandmother, whose blood pressure went up even if she cared a little, and her high school senior, who was preparing for the college entrance exam, were worried.

Moon Jung-eun, who has sucked a sip of coffee, asks Sung-ah and me alternately.

“But why tea time? Are you three going to cheer up today? Should I call my grandmother because she’s finishing late?”

I couldn’t speak up and looked at the Sung-ah’s face.

When Sung-ah fiddled with a piercing on her ear and opened her mouth, a text message rang on Moon-jung’s phone.

“Huh, old man.”

Grandmother Moon-jung asks if she is leaving work by text message because she is not a smartphone.

However, Moon Jung-eun’s expression checking the message is somewhat strange.

A guttural premonition crossed my mind and I asked.

“Why, does Grandma come after you with a broom?”

Moon Jung said that and tried to sneak a peek at his phone, but he swung his wrist.

But I have a map core.

Gamseongdae went behind Moon Jeong-eun’s back and told her the contents of the text.

I’m Cho Yoon Jung. Did you like the gift you sent to the store today? There’s a bigger present left. In other words, release the message or you can go home. Well, he also knows that three people are here together. You must have been waiting near the store.]

An ominous premonition was met without fail.

If Cho Yoon-jung was waiting for Moon Jeong-eun, it is highly likely that the four sublime animals before were also with her.

We are on the 2nd floor of the coffee shop.

I looked inside pretending to stretch. There were a total of three teams besides us, but there were no suspicious guests.

Then they must be waiting somewhere outside after confirming that we have entered this place.

Meanwhile, Moon Jung-eun tapped her smartphone screen with a flushed face.

[Jo Yoon-jung blocked her Kakao Talk. Oh, my. I got a video mail. The thumbnail is a girl’s chest. Well, I think it’s 99 percent Moon Jung-eun, the breast minister.

Video… …Moon Jung’s video…

Damn it, Moon-jung. What the hell have you been doing around?

His ears are red when he sees them from the side.

He couldn’t stand it anymore and stole a smartphone.

“Oh, I can’t…”

Don’t we need to talk? Let’s send the chief and see your face with Jung Sung-ah.

Tell Cho Yoon-jung [Jung Sung-ah] I’ll buy you a drink, so you can come, okay?If you don’t come in 30 minutes, our whole country will watch your rag video. You can post it on Facebook and sell it on adult sites. Of course your grandmother and sister will see you. Your store will report that you sold alcohol to a minja.

Cho Yoon-jung. [They don’t even care about the boys I’m with] I think they can burn your house down. Oh, Jung Sung-ah, tell your juniors to come with me too.

Cho Yoon Jung, this is a crazy girl.

I clicked on the video with a firm mind.

As expected, it was Moon Jung’s response video.

Whether he was drunk or something, his eyes were turned upside down and he took a picture of the boy’s face invisible.

I feel like my brain is going to explode with anger.

[Oh, my god, I think I took this with a pill.]

Sung-ah, who watched the text and video together, sighs heavily.

Moonjeong is lying down on the table and screaming.

I’ll just report this to the police.

There’s even video evidence and threats, so let’s just report it.

Even if I were to distribute a video on the Internet, the police would stop me. There will be some repercussions, but it’s better than being dragged around like this.

Before then, if Cho Yoon-jung and the bad boy don’t curse at the devil, their costumes will explode and die.

When I tried to press the call button, the emotional group stopped my movement with a really cool tone.

[I didn’t want to use this method, but I can’t help it. Using the noble sex of men and women in this way… …I need to show you what reverse tourism is like. Brother, can I borrow your body?]

What? What do you want me to lend you?

an end

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