Gu SeungjaeThe radiators outside cast long amber stripes on the corridor floor. The two figures on the auction stand match to the last digit.
Seungjae lowers the hand holding the pendant and turns half a step toward his rival bidder.
Gu Seungjae. I hear you keep your own calculation sheets. Seeing the same number, I'd say the rumors were right.
He winds the silver chain once around his finger, then slowly unwinds it.
My appraisal is public. I'll tell you how much I'll pay after hearing your price. One hour left. Shall we test each other here, or inspect the heat sources together first?