Ju-Hyeok chuckled. He tried to manage his expression, but couldn't stop his lips from curving up to his ears. He could only exit the booth as fast as someone rushing to the restroom.0

After walking quite a distance until the booth was out of sight, he spread his arms and shouted, “Kraaaaa!”0

It sounded like a cry that could’ve come from a dinosaur. Pedestrians glanced at him, but it didn't matter. This was G-Star, a place that overflowed with all sorts of eccentrics.0

Of course, most of them were not dressed in suits like Ju-Hyeok. Nonetheless… 0

“Aaaaa!”0

Ju-Hyeok could hardly contain his emotions. Only after performing a ceremonial fist pump in the air did he calm himself.0

“Phew.”0

After taking a deep breath, he composed himself and straightened his shirt. He also rearranged his hair, which had fallen down.0

“That was great. It was good.”0

His excitement was understandable. That deal was probably their highest advertising revenue ever. It was rare for a capitalist demon like Ju-Hyeok to feel sorry for the person paying the money, but this deal was that significant. The scales were...0