<h4>Chapter 463: GH stic Co., Ltd. (1) – Part 2</h4>


    Dingding talked further to Gun-Ho while they were still in the storage.


    “We currently have two security guards as I mentioned earlier. I think we need to hire one more person. Three security guards can take a shiftfortably, so the storage can be guarded for 24 hours stably.”


    “I think you will need a freight truck too as you handle more and more products soon.”


    “We are currently outsourcing transportation work. Because of the transportation cost, I was hoping that the product cost would be lower.”


    Gun-Ho smiled and said, “Well, I will certainly discuss it with other executive officers once I go back to Korea.”


    Dingding took Gun-Ho’s party to a restaurant around her office in Pingqilu, Suzhou City. The restaurant was located on the second floor in a building, and it had marble floors. It looked neat.


    “This restaurant offers traditional Suzhou City’s local food. I hope you like it.”


    Foods starteding out. There were meat dishes—Shuijing yao rou—and San tao ya which was made with duck. Gun-Ho had to restrain himself from eating too much of them because he might have diarrhea again. However, Chan-Ho devoured the food on the table. He was a meat lover after all.


    When Gun-Ho had to say goodbye to Min-Hyeok at the airport in Suzhou City, Min-Hyeok gave four bottles of liquor to Gun-Ho as a gift.


    “I wanted to give you more, but each person can carry only up to two bottles of liquor.”


    Once Gun-Ho and Chan-Ho entered the airport, Gun-Ho headed to the duty-free shop. He bought a men’s perfume and two sets of men’s wallets and belts. He also purchased two cartons of cigarettes, and he gave the cigarettes to Chan-Ho.


    “As you know, I don’t smoke, so, take these with you. One carton is for Tae-Young Im.”


    “Okay, sir. Thank you.”


    Chan-Ho smiled broadly in excitement.


    In the evening, Gun-Ho and Chan-Ho arrived at the Incheon International Airport. His Bentley was parked at the airport’s parking lot during his entire trip, and the parking cost more than expected.


    “Well, keep the receipt. We will need itter.”


    Gun-Ho paid for the parking with his Dyeon Korea’s business credit card. Gun-Ho usually carried three different business cards.


    The traffic was heavy since it was after-work traffic jam hour, but he could arrive home in TowerPce around 8 pm.


    “Chan-Ho, you must be tired. Take a deep rest.”


    “It was a great trip for me, sir. I saw lots of interesting things and had nice and exotic foods. Thank you for taking me with you for the trip.”


    “Today is Friday, so take a good rest during the weekend.”


    “I will see you on Monday, sir.”


    When Gun-Ho got off the car, Chan-Ho called out for him, “Sir, you forgot two of your other bottles of liquor.”


    “Oh, those two bottles are yours. Each person takes two bottles of liquor, okay?”


    “I thought all four bottles were yours.”


    “Nah, you take two.”


    “Thank you, sir.”


    Chan-Ho looked excited again.


    Since it was Friday, Young-Eun was home as expected. When Gun-Ho entered the front door, Young-Eun came out of her room and took Gun-Ho’s luggage.


    “How was your trip? What are these?”


    “Those are some liquor and my stuff.”


    “You look exhausted.”


    “I had diarrhea. Oh, the medicines you gave Chan-Ho were very well used. Thank you so much.”


    “Did you take the medicine for diarrhea?”


    “Yeah, I did.”


    “Did you have dinner?”


    “I don’t want to eat anything else but cooked rice and kimchi.”


    Young-Eun didn’t act cold any longer. She had a totally different attitude from the day when Gun-Ho hade back from his trip to Japan.


    ‘Do women really have that special intuition thing?’


    When Gun-Ho came to the dining area after washing himself, his dinner was already set on the table. Young-Eun prepared not just kimchi but a Doenjang-jjigae (a Korean soybean paste stew), and other side dishes that she bought from a store. She added a fried egg as well.


    “You already ate, right? Young-Eun?”


    “No, I haven’t yet. I was waiting for you, oppa.”


    “You must be hungry. It’s already after 8 pm. Next time, don’t wait for me, okay?”


    Young-Eun looked at Gun-Ho’s face, and she smiled. Smiley Young-Eun looked very cute. Gun-Ho kissed her on the cheek.


    After dinner, Young-Eun was preparing some fruits for dessert when she said, “Don’t clean dishes. I will do itter. You must be exhausted from the trip.”


    Gun-Ho took out things from his bag that he bought during the trip—liquor and a set of a wallet and a belt.


    “Give these to your father.”


    “What about your father in Incheon City?”


    “I have another set for him.”


    Gun-Ho and Young-Eunid down on the bed together.


    Through the thin pajamas, Gun-Ho could feel Young-Eun’s warm skin. It felt cozy. Gun-Ho said while hugging Young-Eun, “I love my home. I have this cozy bedroom, and I have my lovely wife.”


    “I was scared before.”


    “Why?”


    “I was worried that what if you don’te home tonight. I didn’t want to sleep by myself in thisrge condo. It’s scary.”


    “I told you that I would be home by Friday.”


    “But still, your trip could be extended, or anything could happen, right?”


    “Did you miss me?”


    “Well, I was too busy to miss you. I have so much work to do these days.”


    “Why is that so?”


    “I have to assist my attending surgeon, and I have to check on my patients, and also I have to attend the morning round. Additionally, I have to work with some papers too.”


    “Your legs must be tired.”


    “Yeah, they hurt sometimes.”


    “Let me give you a massage.”


    Gun-Ho sat up and started rubbing Young-Eun’s calf.


    “How do you feel?”


    “It’s good.”


    “Really? You want me to continue?”


    Young-Eun giggled instead of giving him an answer.


    “I wanted to ask you this. When I came back from the trip to Japanst time, why were you being so cold to me?”


    “Was I?”


    “Yeah. You were so cold.”


    “I don’t know. At that time, I felt like you were sneaky for some reason.”


    “Me? Really? Why?”


    “I don’t know. I just didn’t like you at that moment.”


    “What about today?”


    “Today... When I saw youing home, you looked piteous.”


    “Me, being piteous? Why?”


    “I don’t know. You looked so exhausted, and you even looked a bit hunched.”


    “Did I?”


    “I smell China from you.”


    “Chinese scent? I washed myself already.”


    “Hahaha. I don’t know. I just feel like I smell China.”


    “Maybe I got a piece of China on me somewhere


    “Have you been to China before? Which parts of China did you go to?”


    “I went to Beijing once when there was a medical academic conference. At that time, I visited Beijing University Hospital as well.”


    “Really? How was the Beijing University Hospital?”


    “Hospitals are all the same everywhere in the world. When I saw the sign for the prescription pickup desk, I couldn’t help butugh. It said ‘Yakbang (pharmacy),’ the same word we use in Korea; it was just in Chinese letters. It looked so honest. My colleagues who were there with meughed out loud as well.”