As the leader of a dance cover group, Hung surely is used to correcting people's postures, which makes touching inevitable. But it is purely business, Hung never thought about it or felt anything strange. And now? Just hand holding can already cause that much sensation of excitement? It might be a very early symptom of being alone for too long. When Hung's back to Hanoi, he will surely spend time treating it.
Finally, they arrive at the Chinese town. K rubs Hung's hand gently:
- I'm sorry, it was too crowded, I might have occasionally squeezed your hand too hard.
Hung quickly withdraws his hand, with a forced smile on his face:
- It's ok. I'm alright.
Hung cannot let K know what is going on in his mind right now. Not to mention that, if K keeps rubbing his hand, his symptom can only get worse.
Hung then tries to dodge K's eyes by looking around. Chinese people are always known for being good businessmen, hence, their town no doubts looks wealthier and more bustling than the Japanese one. Hung now needs to figure out how to sell the polymer money notes. First and foremost, he has to identify the target customers. But looking for those who collect precious foreign paintings in the middle of the street, isn't it just as hard as finding a needle in a haystack? Maybe Hung should just find a painting store, it surely won't be as good as making a deal with an end customer, but if lucky enough, Hung can still earn a fortune.
- K, do you speak Chinese?
- I don't, but the Chinese seniors here all speak Japanese.
- That's great. Please help me translate then. If they ask, only if they ask, tell them that I'm from Goryeo and have been living and trading for years in Austria.
Hung feels a bit anxious. It's understandable, Hung is still an undergraduate while the Chinese seniors here have spent their whole life doing business. Not to mention that Chinese people aren't known for trusting people easily. But there are many fish in the sea, surely there's more than a painting store on this street. So, take it easy!
Hung then slowly walks in.
- Good morning, your paintings all look really aesthetic. You do have a good eye for art.
- Thanks for your compliment. We import paintings from all over the world to make sure everything you need is right in this room.
- So, you have any Italian painting?
- Italia? Oh yeah... Italia. Unfortunately, our last Italian one has just been sold out earlier today. But we do have several paintings from France that are really popular on the market at the moment. Would you like to take a look?
Old trick! His confused face says it all, he doesn't know much about Italian pieces of art. Lucky then!
- I myself don't like following the mass. I want something nice, something unique, something not many can own. There is this type of paintings in Italia that I'm crazy about recently. It can't be torn, it doesn't absorb water, it can be kept forever. For sure, the older it gets, the more valuable it becomes.
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