This chapter may be disturbing for some people. You’ve been warned.

The sun was still up outside. Students were probably studying with dreams of getting into a good university, while salarymen were probably wrestling with work while waiting for their salary day. It was 4 p.m. Many people should be wrestling with the world, but here, it was the opposite.

“It does feel good to play like this from time to time! It reminds me of my younger days, good!”

Team leader Han clapped with the tambourines to the president who was shaking his ass in a disturbing way. He felt pathetic for having to smile and laugh for someone over fifty doing such immature actions, but that only lasted a moment. He put the tie that the president took off and put it around his head like a headband before swinging his head round and round.

“Now that’s some good spin!”

“I used to learn samul nori when I was young, so I’m good at spinning the tail of the sangmo.”

He flattered the president endlessly. The president laughed heartily with the mic in hand and sang a trot song that was way past its date, and team leader Han clapped according to the beat.

“Here, receive one from me.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You too, girls,” he spoke to the girls who were sitting on the sofa.

The ladies with revealing clothing accepted a glass immediately with joy. That bottle of vodka cost 1.2 million won per bottle. The president just drank it from the bottle as though it didn’t matter to him.

“President, let’s do a love shot.”

“A love shot?”

“Yes.”

A girl who looked to be in her early...