Slurrrp. Slurp.

Smack, smack.

"Khhh…… this is killer."

"Maybe it's because it's dear, but it tastes better, doesn't it?"

"You feel that too? So do I. Heh heh heh."

A crowd of them had ordered galbitang, yukhoe bibimbap, yukgaejang and the rest on room service, and were eating and talking loudly.

A single dish runs well past fifty thousand won.

Men enjoying a luxury they could never come by outside.

"Where in the world would you find a cushy number like this."

"Look at that view. Seoul lieth beneath my feet! Mwahahaha."

"I've had my wish for this life. Working nights in a Signiel penthouse with room service coming up…… khhh!"

The interior works site at the Signiel super penthouse.

Some twenty men are scattered about the big dining table and the floor, eating.

Every one of them a fitter who specialises in department store units.

Their trade is making a luxury space in a short time, at speed and without error.

To create a perfect space the finest materials are procured and professionals of each field are put in.

It is a trade where the smallest fault in a finish brings a claim in at once.

For that reason every one of them gives his best when a job is put into his hands.

The site as it stands now is no different.

They are bringing it to completion so as to answer the owner's requirements perfectly.

The soundproofing is good to begin with, so the space allows night work easily enough.

The workers sent to this site have worked happily, thanks to an owner who makes no distinctions.

From the morning on their meals were seen to, and even their snacks were arranged through hotel room service.

Unlike the other Signiel households, the materials came straight up to the penthouse from the basement in a private direct lift.

The floors and the walls were not touched.

The provision against noise between floors is excellent, so no prior measures were needed for the other residents.

An environment in which a complaint is next to unheard of.

"Is the bar…