His new employer didn't bother to ask how much the tuition was, so somehow Ki Seojin assumed he was rich enough.
Looking at the dilapidated house in the slum in front of him, watching Sung Eun Kyung beckoning him briskly to enter, he wondered if it wasn't all just a big scam.
If the other person wasn't indeed an idol, with enough online evidence to back it up, he would never walk through that crumbling door to such a dubious place.
"So," Xiao Xun placed a glass of lukewarm water in front of him as they sat down. "Do you need money? How much?"
In every job interview he had, the interviewer asked what salary he was expecting, but something in the simplicity of the person in front of him somehow made him believe that he could throw any number into thin air and get exactly the amount he was asking for.
Even in this dilapidated and simple place, the person in front of him had the aura of a rich man.
