"Well, if you could do so, I would greatly appreciate it."
"Are you going back to Korea today?"
"Yes, I'm taking a 5 o'clock flight."
"Oh, you'd better head out to the airport now. Have a safe trip."
"Thank you. I will see you next time."
When Gun-Ho arrived at the Gimpo International Airport, he received a call from Chan-Ho Eom.
"Sir? Are you at the airport?"
"Yeah, I just arrived at Gimpo International Airport."
"I'm in the airport parking lot right now. I am on my way to the arrival area to pick you up."
"Did you bring the car?"
"Yes, sir. I'm on the way."
It seemed that Chan-Ho figured that Gun-Ho reserved a two-way flight ticket to Japan, and he drove to the airport to pick up Gun-Ho.
"I didn't even tell him to pick me up at the airport, but he is here. That's nice."
When Gun-Ho walked to the arrival area, a shiny Bentley was there waiting for him. Gun-Ho got into the car.
"It's Sunday, Chan-Ho. You didn't have to come to pick me up."
"You came back from your business trip, sir. Of course, I should come to pick you up."
Gun-Ho felt a little bit of guilt when Chan-Ho said business trip since he went to Japan to have fun with Mori Aikko and watch her dance performance.
"Where should I take you to, sir?"
"Let's go to TowerPalace."
It was very convenient to have a chauffeur. Gun-Ho felt exhausted after the trip and it was really nice to have someone who could drive him to his home. Gun-Ho's home—TowerPalace was a bit far from Gimpo International Airport. Driving home could make him more tired and it took time too. If he chose to take Limousine Bus, he would have to wait for the bus for quite a while at the airport.
Gun-Ho went to work at his building in Sinsa Town. After he reviewed the reports, he went down to the art gallery. There was the art exhibition going on, of a Korean painter. Gun-Ho could see a lot of watercolor paintings being displayed there. There were several people standing while having a cup of tea. They were probably the artist and his relatives. Not many people were in the gallery since it was still morning time.
Those people didn't recognize Gun-Ho.
"Hmm, nice paintings."
Gun-Ho couldn't understand the paintings of the French artist—Marion Kinsky, but this not-so-widely-known painter's paintings seemed to be relatively easy to understand for him. However, the newspapers that wrote very favorable articles about the art exhibition of the French painter didn't mention even a word about this Korean painter's art exhibition in any newspaper.
Gun-Ho wanted to purchase one painting from this Korean artist. One painting drew his attention. It depicted the golden field where the rice was ripening at sundown.
"Is this painting already taken?"
A lady who was having a cup of tea quickly came to Gun-Ho.
"No, sir. It's available."
"I'd like to buy this painting. How much is it?"
"It's a small-size painting. It's 600,000 won."
Gun-Ho filled out the purchase request form with the address where the painting should be sent to.
"The painting will be mailed to this address after the art exhibition is over."
"I will actually send someone on the last day of this art exhibition. You can hand the painting to him."
Since the size of the painting was small, it would fit into the car. Gun-Ho was going to send Chan-Ho Eom to pick up the painting.
Gun-Ho went up to his office. He was reading a newspaper when he received a call from his sister.
"Gun-Ho, mom is in a hospital."
"Mom is sick? What's wrong?"
"She fell on the floor. She can't get up. I think she hurt her back."
"Really?"
"She is in Seoul National University Hospital now."
"Seoul National University Hospital? Not Gil Hospital in Incheon City?"
"There is a doctor who specializes in spinal fractures at Seoul National University Hospital."
"Spinal fractures?"
"Yeah. Mom knows someone there who works as a chief nurse. The chief nurse helped her stay in a nice patient room at a reasonable price."
"Hmm. Is that the hospital near Daehakro?"
"Yeah, that's the one. Stop by the hospital on the way home."
"I heard that spinal fractures take a long time to heal."
"I was told that mom has severe osteoporosis."
"Really?"
"Mom is aging, you know?"
Chapter end
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