As the orthodox heir of the Vesdor family, Dalivion was born with rules and alienation engraved into his bones. He is taciturn and cold, and hates getting too close. He is a being that everyone in the upper class respects and dare not approach easily. Only Yolt, a self-made upstart, is the troublesome old enemy that he can't get rid of throughout his life.
The two had quarreled with each other since they were young, and had won and lost several times in shopping malls. After three years of separation, they met again on the terrace of a cocktail party in Brussels. Yolt was casual and public, specializing in targeting Darivion's weaknesses, repeatedly provoking him with the offensive name "Little Wayne", and pestering him closely, keeping an eye on the tiny flaws that he couldn't hide under his forbearance - his tightened knuckles, the red tips of his ears, and his rolling Adam's apple.
Darivion always maintained his aristocratic dignity, never getting angry or arguing, and only used short words to drive away the other party, but the peace in his heart was easily torn apart time and time again. On one side is the old aristocrat who follows the rules and strives to be self-sufficient, and on the other is the grassroots upstart who acts recklessly just to disrupt his life.
In bidding games, shareholder meetings, and countless dinner salons, he presses forward step by step, and he gives in step by step, but the bottom line is hard to break.
A commercial battlefield filled with smoke and personal entanglements with nowhere to escape. This confrontation called the old enemy has just begun.
Concept: The symbiosis of opposites between rules and wildness