[ It must be nice to have more money than sense, and be able to toss it out so easily. Seungjun can't relate, and even with all his scamming and the increased money flow he's seen from it, he'll probably never be able to relate. That's just the way the world is. The rich stay rich, and the poor scramble for whatever they can get.

With the shirt out of the way, Seungjun slides across the desk a little closer, twisting his body around and planting his feet firmly down on the arms of Daseul's chair, pinning him in. ]

Where do you want it, sir? I'm very flexible with how I do my work.

[ A grin that sort of breaks the sultry mood he's setting just a little, because it's hard not to find this a little funny. ]

You can add that to my employee evaluation if you'd like.