Yama was lying on his office sofa. His right leg was thrown over the headrest while his left leg dangled off the armrest, touching the floor. One would wonder if he had long legs or the sofa was way too small for two.
His right hand was holding up a contract he was reading, and the file it belonged to was discarded on the floor mercilessly. He treated half a billion signed contract papers like a brochure he got from a part-timer on the street.
Yama's left hand tugged behind his head as he read the contract Yoon Gi signed to collaborate with the country S government for the firearms. Even though the manufacturing company belongs to Min Jun, Yama was a business partner too.
His posture looked like a local tyrant who would beat people up for fun rather than the richest man of South Korea who runs lots of successful businesses.
