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Even ridiculously good-looking businessmen have heard of him, he was of course the one and only thanos after all. Appropriate for each and every age category and gender, if only the talent show jury had seen that.
'Thanos?' The man in the suit asked him again.
Well he must be a mega fan seeing how he even recognized him with this buckle hat hiding his signature purple hair.
'Yea, yea I'll take a picture with you don't worry about it.'
The man smirked as if something was funny and then responded with a condescending tone 'that's very kind Choi Su-Bong, but I actually have an opportuntiy to offer you.'
'I'm not buying anything shithead, well unless you have a vape. Mine is about to go out.'
'Well that's understandble with you being 1.8 billion won in debt after all, but allow me to alleviate some of the struggle.'
How in the ever loving fuck would some shady fucker know that. This isn't common knowledge is it? Well last I checked on social media people weren't exactly thrilled with me but some troll hacking my bank statements? Isn't that going a bit too far?
'Let's play a game of ddakji, the rules are simple if you flip the tile I pay you 100.000 won.'
'Why would I fucker, I'm thanos I'm above this.'
'Our organisation has followed you closely and deemed you worthy of a second chance in the music industry. We will finance the needed exposure to let you make a name for yourself, we however have other options so it really depends on your own motivation and you can start by playing a simple game with me.'
Ahh so a real opportunity then.. Fine he's paying me anyway.
'Ughh fine I'll play your game, but you better pay me and I wanna see some legit credentials or something from your company.'
'Of course all in due time.'
He was now smiling kindly with his eyes closed. His suit looks expensive, maybe a talent scout or manager?
'Blue or Red?'
What kind of childish dude is this, just pick yourself man, you're the one stringing me along anyway.
'Red'
The know it all douche handed me the red one.
'You may start.'
All right think about the money. Money, money, money visualise it. That guy in the suit can't even swing hard probably, way too composed.
Anddd he totally missed with that one. Hopefully this isn't a one time offer onl--
Whack
The fucker just slapped me. And hard too. This shit burns and stings. I was about to hit him back when.
'Ah, did I forget to mention the one downside, how sloppy of me. For each one you miss you get slapped. Not much of a consequence is it? Also look at this.'
He totally did that one purpose, I hate this dude already.
He handed me a paper, on it a few big names in the industry were written and a group name. This was rumoured so it did not surprise him that much. What did surprise him was his name on it. The salesman then handed him a phone with a video message from the other band member congratulating him on being the last member on the team. They did look begrudgingly confused, well he was too in all actuality.
'Wow.. I thank you brother this is more than I expected how can I ever thank u.'
' Well you'll need cash while u train with the rest of the group so play a few more rounds, will you?'
As the tile came down again it occured to him that things were probably not as easy as they seemed, but he pushed that thought away. It was time for a drug filled frenzy, he should celebrate.
The tile didn't flip the other one.
Whack
Third time's the charm right?
Whack
Come on..
'Hey can we take a break or something, I need to go to the bathroom.'
What he needed was some drugs but he wasn't gonna do it in front of this dude. He had manners and recruiting an addict probably wasn't on their priority list.
'You haven't even won anything yet. Play again.'
Hit after hit and still he didn't flip the tile.
Fuck, his hands were shaking, he really could use just one small pill now.
At long last just before he had the feeling he would pass out the salesman relented.
'Fine, you can just earn the money later on for now I'll finance you, I have another idea of how you can repay me.