
Mr. Kang looked at Seo Jun as he opened the bookkeeping sheets at the nightclub under Hoon. The man smiled then smiled with relief. Hoon never let him down, bookkeeping is neat and profits always increase over time.
Seo Jun opens a large safe behind a painting hanging on the back wall of Hoon's work chair . then Without being told by a man Mr. Kang put the money counter on the table.Tuan Kang took his own money from the safe and counted it he tried to find the right amount and appropriate in the bookkeeping.
Of course Hoon is always reliable, all his work he finished well Seo Jun just needs to run the rest, the sweet man smiled satisfied tonight, he said, although actually a little worried because the hyungya had not returned and the phone could not be contacted at all.
Mr. Kang finished all his tasks, not forgetting he told Seo Jun to put all the money in the big black bag he was carrying, claustrophobic ! the bag seemed to be about to vomit because of the piercing of several layers of paper that is very valuable it. krekk resliting attached, a son of Mr. Kang's mother who was very large body immediately idle the bag .
"Tell Hoon to call me when he comes back" said Mr. Kang, The man came out with some of his no less powerful men, leaving Seo Jun who kept his head down to ninety degrees.
...****...
"Day"
"Yes ahjussi ?"
"Ahjussi.." again Hoon repeated the word he shook his head in disbelief, wanted to protest it feels, but his age is not young anymore "well call me as you like" continued Hoon.
" You know your mother's name, your sister even your brother but your father?" ask Hoon straightforwardly
"Ah...I actually have never met with oppaku "Hana's voice low, he lowered his head while playing his fingernail test.
"Huf...." Hoon exhaled, thinking about what kind of family this girl really had, too much that he didn't know or just keeping secrets? it was like seeing herself in Hannah. Alone, and has a fatal deficiency.well that's he himself because of the grudges he held as if gnawing some of his soul as a human he now feels disabled as a human even though it actually seems perfect.
Hoon's car stopped at a tall, square-shaped building that stood in front of him with the inscription Seoul Metropolitan Municipality Board .In front of the entrance they had been treated to a cruel sight, some young men looked bonyok, bloody temple, and torn mouth.Not only one or two but dozens of young men wearing urakan appeared to have finished brawling. well Hoon had already guessed in his mind from the smell of such a pungent aroma of alcohol.
Hoon embraces Hana and takes her to a policeman in full uniform who is careless, he sits hana on a chair in front of the police desk and then takes the same sitting position right next to Hana.
Hoon starts a conversation about his arrival, the police meticulously note down one sentence after another that came out of Hoon's mouth.
" He doesn't know the address? Just the names of her mother and sister ?" the police asked confused
"Want how ? Can you guarantee you'll find his family ? " Tanya Hoon
"God .....We will try our best to hemmm ... You can entrust Miss Hari to us "said the policeman was a little hesitant .
" Well I'll leave him here I hope his family can be found soon"
Hoon greeted the police and led them both to move to the waiting chair in the corner of the room. in the chair was seen sitting some half-drunk men who were busy complaining with each other's pain, Hoon was a little anxious but this was the only way he also had to return to Incheon tonight also ,and be prepared to accept the disappointment of Mr. Kang because he did not bring good results at all about the process of buying and selling shares that he was working on.
Hoon led Hana to sit at the end of the chair adjacent to the wall "Miss Hari, I'll leave you here, for having to return to Incheon, " why should he explain his purpose to Hana ah. when the girl actually does not need to know anyway they will not meet again, thought Hoon.
Hoon pulled out a piece of business card paper from his wallet, which contained the phone numbers of his offices at nightclubs and casinos. He then ran to a small service desk where there was a small pen, he then wrote his personal mobile number on the side of his business card.
Hoon knelt before Hannah, he slipped the business card in Hana's grip still holding his milk folding stick.
" Tell the police to call this number if you haven't found your family yet "pinta Hoon is worried, although Hoon actually knows that the performance of the Korean police can't be doubted, ah I don't know maybe he just tried to get Hana to contact him later whether it was when he didn't meet his parents or when he had gathered with his family.Hoon actually just wanted Hana to remember him.
" Ahjussi.qumawo "sir Hana slowly, Hoon just nodded, slowly he began to move his legs away, leaving Hana with the stupid brides beside him.
...*****...
Hoon again penetrated into the night atmosphere of the city of seoul that seemed never to fall asleep.the glitter of lights as if calling to enjoy the charm of the night full of pleasure. the towering building confirms that this city is indeed one of the best in Asia.
Hoon lowered his car window slightly, then took a cigarette and out of his coat pocket, he took out a cigarette and slipped it between his lips and took the lighter back and lit the tip of the cigarette until smoke billowed around his face. He really enjoyed the suction for the sake of the suction while closing his eyes for a moment, his mind was confused to imagine his final view on the hana earlier, some badung men around him always steal a look at him but Hoon tries to calm down he shook his head strongly with confidence if Hana is in the right hands, Isn't that the police station ! yes Inner Hoon justifies .
It's now quite far away, Hoon grabs the phone and activates it again, hoping to take his mind off Hana. An incoming message hyung everything is in order, all in order, when did you come back Ah Seo jun the kid always just brags Hoon thought. Hoon then read the next message oppa when back ?I miss you followed by Love's emoticons that very much Hoon smiled obliquely as he read a message from Sora. He then put his cellphone with a huff next door, he looked for a moment and found his coat still there.
Hoon slowed down the speed of his car, should he return it ? but he has gone too far to leave Hana, ah has not he replaced it with a new one. then want to be flanked this coat ? hoon's mind branched to the point of not paying attention to the red light before him. Damnit damnit! he stopped suddenly, today Hoon felt like he was not. Hoon rubbed his face with a huff and then pinched the base of his nose, he did not bother waiting for long Hoon forwarded his car in front of the zebra cross and slammed the steering wheel violently and darted forward on the right lane...