With the eting with the Marina Studio over, all his schedules in the US were done.
It was ti to go back to Korea.
Seo-jun and his two managers checked one last ti if they had left anything behind before heading to the airport.
“You don’t have to look so hard, Mr. Tae-woo. Even if we leave sothing behind, we can just ask them to send it by courier.”
Ahn Da Ho said with a smile, seeing Choi Tae-woo searching under the desk. He liked his diligent attitude, but it was too much. He thought he would relax more once he got used to it, since it was normal for a newbie to act like that.
At Ahn Da Ho’s words, Choi Tae-woo, who had been rummaging through the room as if he wouldn’t miss a speck of dust, scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
It was his first overseas business trip, so he was tense until the last day. He felt like he would only be able to relax after he arrived in Korea and went ho.
“Seo-jun, did you pack everything?”
“Yes.”
Seo-jun, who had experienced many overseas schedules, had already packed everything and placed his carry-on at the entrance of the accommodation.
“Then wait in the living room for a while. The car will be here soon.”
“Do you need any help, hyung?”
“No, I’m fine.”
Seo-jun nodded and scratched his cheek at Ahn Da Ho and Choi Tae-woo’s offer, then sat on the sofa. Just then, his phone rang.
=Rachel: You’re leaving already?!
It was Rachel Hill.
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