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The Taste of Money (1)

One night in Gangnam.

A matte-black sports car was racing down the crowded main road.

It attracted so much attention that even people in the distance turned their heads to stare.

After smoothly pulling into an alleyway, the car arrived in front of a certain building.

EXODUS'

Unlike a normal storefront, Exodus only had a small neon sign.

As if enticing people to co inside, while also willing to let the ignorant pass by.

A man who was stationed in front of the building approached the sports car.

Welco to our store.

Two young n exited the car from the drivers and passengers seats.

Both had a good build and style, but the driver was especially eye-catching.

His looks could easily be mistaken as having been chiselled from marble.

Hey. Its been a while.

Ha-ha. Stop joking with , Sir. After all, you just visited us last week.

The owner of the car laughed lightly as he tossed a key to a valet.

Then he followed the man who had greeted him, heading down the stairs into the basent.

Boom-Boomboom-Boom

They passed through a corridor into a hall that was lit up by red lights. The lights wavered in ti with the drumming of a slow and strong beat.

Inside the hall that was packed full of tables, the two n had reserved special seating.

They had the ideal front-row seats to the stage.

Every ti I co here, I just cant get enough of the view.

On the inside, the two n were already drooling.

Exodus deserved to be called a pioneer of innovative entertainnt culture.

Although there were clubs and show venues, this place had the best of both, and you got to enjoy it with the company of the ladies employed by the store.

Frankly speaking, the store had rely mixed together all the various different characteristics of nightlife entertainnt, but it wasnt to the extent of being overly lascivious.

As soon as the two n entered, girls dressed in party clothes flocked towards them.

Kyaaa!

The oppas are finally here?

Hurry up. Get over here.

There was a reason why the two lone guests had reserved group seating.

They wanted all these enticing ladies to be able to sit on the sofa with them.

As tips were their main source of inco, the girls wishes were no different to those of the two n.

Because they could earn more than their daily wage just by picking up the scraps from their table, the top of which was loaded with champagne and snacks made from all sorts of delicacies.

While receiving this passionate hospitality, the two n took their seats.

We were a bit late today.

Thats right. The show should be starting soon.

On the stage, won started dancing while dressed in skimpy clothing that barely covered the vital parts and looked like it belonged to a circus.

A performance that toed the line between art and obscenity shone under the spotlights.

How much ti had passed?

As the hours rolled on, the atmosphere livened up until no one in the hall was left without a smile.

Colorful confetti floated down from the roof as small torches burst into light.

Drunk on excitent, one of the n held money-guns in both hands and showered the money onto the stage and the audience.

Whiiiing- Whiiiing-

Kyaaaa-!

Wow!

Cheques rained down like confetti.

It wasnt play money or 10,000 won notes, but the white of 100,000 won cheques that fluttered in the air.1

At this endless flow of money, the hostesses and waiters stopped working and started to crawl on the floor.

The won who had been assigned to other tables could only look at that sight while enduring the bitter taste of regret.

Hey. At least keep pouring the drinks.

Yeeees.

The other custors who noticed this felt their moods sour uncontrollably.

Although they had co here to be treated like kings, a real king had arrived and shown them all up.

This frenzied episode passed and the main show finally ca to an end.

In place of the music with a strong beat, a slow and tasteful song that matched well with drinking began to flow.

The two n lounged in their seats imperiously, as if they had the whole world at their feet, and tossed back their shots.

***

Footnotes:

1. 10,000 won is about 8 US dollars. South Korea doesnt issue notes larger than 50,000 won, but Korean banks can issue cheques that are worth 100,000 won that can be used by anyone.

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