632. Idol vs. Return25 (1/2)
“You can't just expect to leave and come back with debts. ”
Mi-young nods at his words.
“Yes, I do. I've been doing this for about a decade, and I think it's true that talent is more important than effort. ”
“Is that so?”
“Of course, there are some things you can overcome with a little effort. I go to work an hour earlier than anyone else, and I go an hour late. Texting customers every day and putting them in the service pool even if they lose some money. If you do that, you'll always make a little sales. ”
“Of course.”
“But in the end, I was going to be a loser. There's no effort in winning talent anywhere. Sales credibility is natural. Do you think it's easy to sell $10 million to someone you've never seen before? To so many suspicious customers? ”
“Not at all. ”
“That's all it is. Maybe even Hobie. ”
“I think so, too. ”
“Did you say, 'Dorun'? Do you want me to take a look at your talent? At least I have more experience than you. ”
He felt petty because of Mi-young's vanity.
When it comes to sex, she was far away.
The view of a weary married woman is the best way to have fun sneaking around with men you can count on.
In less than half a year, it is literally writing in front of the Confucius compared to the person who has fucked and changed women every day.
‘Or pee-pee in front of the crowbar. ’
However, he created the most childish look to make Mi-young feel the most. It seemed easier to target her.
Mi-young touches his cheeks as she watches him get nervous.
“Are you nervous?”
“Joe, a little bit. ”
“You don't have to be so nervous. I'm gonna eat you. ”
‘You don't even know who you're eating. ’
Mi-young wipes his cheek with her fingertips.
“Okay, I can give you an interview. But not naked. I have to make a deal. ”
“Joe, terms? ”
“I'm doing you a favor by subtracting my golden hours. At that time, I could sell the car to someone else. ”
Look at this. ’
[Somehow I see you as an intrigue.]
‘Then it's just me. Let's hear it, shall we? ’
“Like that? ”
“So, here's the deal. If you buy this car, I'll give you an interview. What do you think?”
”Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.” So you're saying if you buy me a $10 car, I'll give you one? ’
[Well, you don't have to say that. · · The owner came to buy a car anyway. And I like it.]
‘Anyway, I don't like the symbol. I'm trying to skin myself, but I don't want to be coddled. ’
“This car? ”
“Why? Is the condition not good? ”
“Oh no · · I don't have the money right now · · ·. ”
“I can live without it now. Why don't I write you a loan? You can work later and pay me back. ”
“Ahh · · ·. ”
”Hey, isn't this a total sex slavery contract? Are you trying to fuck me later after you owe me money? ’
[Is it really like that?]
‘At least you have the confidence to accept the debt. It's about 300, to say the least. College students can get up to 500 in private loans. ’
[I hear you're upset. Are you saying you want to sell your car for fun and pay off your debt?]
‘I mean. A cock club is a drug for a bitch like this. ’
He nods like a faint nod and suddenly shuts his mouth pretending to think. Mi-young urged me to see if I felt anxious as the silence got longer.
“Why? Don't you like the terms? Of course not. I was just thinking about you and introducing you to your place. Besides, you asked for an interview. ”
“Right.”
“But what are you hesitating about? ”
“Low · · · ·. Sis.”
“Huh?”
“I could be really good at this. ”
“If so?”
“Hobby players are paid to work, right? ”
Mi-young, who was listening silently, noticed the intent of the lesson and laughed.
“Hahaha! What? Are you trying to get mad at me right now? ”
“Oh, no. Not necessarily. I was just wondering if maybe we could do this. ”
Mi-young, smiling, crosses her arms and twists her legs.
“What? Let me hear you say it. ”
“First of all, I'll buy a car. ”
“And?”
“Of course I have to take the test. ”
“Again?”
“But if you really like it, why don't you discount the price of the car every time you do it? ”
“Hmm · · · ·. What if you like me? How do you know that? If I say yes or no, that's fine. ”
I said, ”You know, one time it's a test. If you want to add it again, you can discount it. ”
“Aha, you want me to test it once and get a discount next time? ”
“What · · · ·. Yes.”
Mi-young rolls her eyes quickly.
Look at this? I thought he was naive, but there's a surprisingly wild side to him. Are you sure you're confident? ’
“Are you confident you'll be weird once? ”
“Of course.”
Mi-young cheered me up in the face of the doctrine of good answer.
‘Fool. I don't think so. How long would it take a young man to meet a woman? Queeking is the only thing that gets wet around here. I guess you haven't figured out how much a hungry woman pecks at you yet. ’
Mi-young was a peasant woman. A little past its physical maturity, however, the speculation and technique were unbeatable compared to when it was young. I was able to control when men were cheaper and how long they would last.
He firmly believed that if he only wanted to, he could make the lesson go away with just one sex.
“Then how much at a time? ”
“Hmm · · · ·. How about a million won? ”
“You hit so hard? I don't think Hobbit Aces would call you that either. ”
“You never know. I wonder if I'm really talented this way. ”
“Hmm.”
‘I believe everyone is strong when they are healthy. Besides, no matter how much you like it, you don't have to cut me off just once, do you? Do you want to have one million won of sex at a time because I'm crazy? I'd rather make money. ’
Mi-young thought my terms were ridiculous.
Half sincerely, half prankingly.
I want to get hit by a young bloodline.
She thought it was a ripe banana.
You can take off as much as you want.
“Okay, but the second time is that I have to want it. Do you understand?”
“Of course.”
“Let's do an interview. ”
When Mi-young tried to skin again, he said.
“Wait, we can't do that in the car. ”
“Why?”