Blind Testing (Blind Testing)

Prologue. That asshole director

"Han Yeoju, the head sommelier, seems to lack a sense of reality."

"..."

"I won't compromise on the delivery price any longer."

 

 

 

In the middle of the forest of buildings. The office of LaVian, South Korea's top wine importer.

A man in a neat suit is shooting her a cold glare.

 

Kang Taehyun, the youngest director at LaVian.

And the one facing him is Han Yeoju, the owner of wine shop Bellum and its head sommelier.

 

 

 

"Director Kang. Is this really the best you can do? We can't..."

"If you want to receive the special limited-edition wine, isn't this about the minimum you can manage?"

"..."

"And this is Bellum we're talking about, isn't it?"

"Director..."

 

 

 

Taehyun stood up from his chair and walked toward Yeoju.

 

 

 

"You do know LaVian has helped Bellum a lot, don't you?"

"I know. But..."

"I was really disappointed at the last tasting event. How can a place that calls itself South Korea's top wine shop... I think the price can be adjusted somewhat only if we can trust you?"

"..."

 

 

 

Taehyun moved a little closer to Yeoju and said with a mocking laugh.

 

 

 

"One month. Get Bellum back in shape within a month and come back. Then we'll talk again."

 

 

 

Then he passed by Yeoju and left the office as he was.

Yeoju let out a sigh and looked down at the nameplate on Jihoon's desk.

 

'Director Kang Taehyun'

 

He was the kind of person who seemed to have no manners at all.

Well, he had reason to be.

 

 

 

LaVian, which his grandfather had already made a success before Yeoju was even born

 

Not only had he been born with a silver spoon in his mouth from the start,

but at twenty, when he knew nothing, he went off to unfamiliar France to

study wine for five years, he said

 

After his grandfather saw that and got him back to Korea,

he was immediately handed a director's seat, so of course he'd think the whole world was his

 

If he had no ability, there'd at least be something to say about it,

but objectively, he was just too good at it.

He didn't even have any of those private-life scandals that pop up one by one at conglomerates,

and he was a total workaholic obsessed with nothing but his job, so of course they'd spoil him

 

 

 

Yeoju kept staring at Taehyun's innocent nameplate for a while

before finally dragging herself forward weakly.

 

 

 

And that night.

 

After closing the wine shop, Yeoju locked the door.

She was completely drained from dealing with someone in a position of power since the morning.

 

Just as Yeoju was about to head toward the subway station, her eyes caught the flower shop across the street.

Until a few days ago it had been empty, but it seemed to have found an owner quickly.

'Pline'

 

 

'Nice name...'

 

 

Yeoju casually put her earphones in her ears.

At that moment, a man came out of the flower shop.

 

The two of them met each other's eyes and froze in place.

A man wearing a navy apron, with a few roses in his hands.

 

 

 

"Director...?"