"You're going where?"

Tak-hyeon Lee and every other member of the family looked at Seong-ho Kim as though something were odd.

"Morocco?"

Sang-jong Lee looked at Seong-ho Kim with a gaze that carried outright disbelief, and asked.

Seong-ho Kim nodded and answered.

"Yes. I'm thinking of going to Morocco for about a week from tomorrow, so it looks as though I won't be able to attend next week's meal."

"Why Morocco, all of a sudden?"

Sang-jong Lee, his puzzlement still not wiped away, asked again.

"Morocco's a holiday spot, isn't it? There's nothing there. So why go? Are you off for a rest?"

"Whether my husband goes for a rest or goes to work, what business is it of yours, Oppa?"

"It's because he isn't going out of his own pocket, he's going on the company's money. Am I wrong?"

"You're right. I'm going on the company's money."

"Honestly. Father, I've no idea what he thinks is in Morocco to carry on like this."

Sang-jong Lee, his voice carrying a sneer, was driving Seong-ho Kim into looking like a strange man.

But the others did not think Sang-jong Lee was merely picking at nothing in order to run Seong-ho Kim down.

Because a business trip to Morocco sounded just as odd to them.

"What business are you going to Morocco for?"

"There's information that Craig Burnett, the CEO of Inmos, is going to Morocco shortly, so I mean to meet him there."

"Inmos? You mean that company that makes CPUs?"

"Yes."

Hearing Seong-ho Kim's answer, Tak-hyeon Lee nodded.

"It sounds as though you're not simply going, but going with a purpose. Then it's no matter."

Seeing that Tak-hyeon Lee had heard the answer and was moving to accept it, Sang-jong Lee cut in hurriedly.

"And the appointment? Is an appointment in place?"

Sang-jong Lee kept his eyes on Seong-ho Kim, full of suspicion.

"Inmos is a global company, and to meet a CEO of a company like that you'd need an appointment made a year in advance — several months at the very least, surely?"

"That's true enough. Are you…