21 – 2-6. Company S’s rivals don’t even dream of it.

I was called to the rooftop while I was working.

“Is your relationship with this assistant manager okay these days?”

“If you are the assistant manager…”

Saiya isn’t that bad.

He often called me and gave me glucose candy, or stood me up and just looked at me, but other than that, there were no major problems.

‘Maybe it’s because I’m still not trustworthy.’

There was a time when I returned from the future.

Knowledge of how to do things would have increased dramatically compared to before the regression.

However, the assistant manager’s knowledge of me is probably what I was like before I returned, so doubts and doubts will arise.

So, I expect the compliment to be a compliment, but nonetheless a warning like, “I’m watching you.”

‘This assistant manager…This assistant manager was that kind of person.’

I may seem strict, like someone who has had a menstrual break, but it is actually out of a desire to do better.

When I was a subordinate, I vomited blood.

It was frustrating when we were colleagues, but

When I was my boss, there was no one I was more comfortable with than this assistant manager.

He is capable, he can set the mood, and he can complete what he needs to do accurately and quickly.

Another contributing factor was that, unlike other female employees, she was strict with herself.

And since he is such a strict person, it is natural that he becomes strict when he looks at others.

“I’m learning a lot.”

Even now that I have become a subordinate again, I feel like he is a great person in many ways.

“I didn’t expect that kind of answer….”

“Yes?”

“No, that’s enough. By the way, our Hyunseong, still don’t have any items to recommend?”

“That… Do you know it’s Bitcoin?”

“….Let’s not re-tack Hyunseong.”

The manager goes down saying nonsense.

Anyway, I didn’t think it was a big problem, so I took a deep breath and went back to work──

“…Huh?”

─A yogurt placed on the desk.

It was not the ordinary yogurt sold at supermarkets, but yogurt that looked a bit expensive.

I don’t think there would be anyone in my department who would give me something like this.

“Changsik. Do you know who gave this to you?”

“Assistant Manager Lee distributed it.”

“Aha….”

When it comes to taking care of your health, Assistant Manager Lee is an expert.

They say that you can survive working overtime only if your body is healthy or something.

When he came later and gave me a red ginseng stick as a gift, I was impressed in many ways.

I put the yogurt in the drawer to eat later and turned on the monitor screen.

“You know what? Assistant Manager Lee. The first thing I left was on your desk.”

“Yogurt?”

“So, are you slowly admitting it? I changed my sister-in-law.”

“Say something that makes sense.”

This assistant manager, not me, met and married a man from a small business over there.

The sight of the iron-blooded mask and perfect innocent agent completely breaking free, holding on to the man and not letting him go still lingers in his mind. What kind of sister-in-law is this, sister-in-law?

“If the assistant manager hears that, he might get angry, so don’t say it outside.”

“Yes, yes. Office relationships are kept confidential, right?”

“………….”

“…Now that I think about it, it seems like there were still documents to sort out, or maybe not…?”

Changsik slowly takes his seat.

I let out a small breath and looked at the monitor screen.

‘…What is it?’

What did everyone eat wrong as a group?

For a moment, various thoughts passed through my mind, but soon the question was neatly resolved.

‘You’re kidding.’

The sight of employees laughing at me.

It seems like the guy who caused such a fuss and broke up at the wedding is writing a crazy novel as he watches the conversation going back and forth with the assistant manager.

‘What can I do?’

For me, it was a conversation between a boss and a subordinate, but from a third party’s perspective, it may not be that way.

This type of novel would disappear on its own if left alone.

But

“So, when does Assistant Manager Lee plan to reveal it?”

“…..Yes?”

I didn’t know that it would continue at the company dinner.

“Anyway, it’s a story that everyone who knows now knows.”

“What do you mean…?”

The company dinner agenda that the manager requested from the assistant manager about two weeks ago was implemented today.

We all come into the pork belly restaurant, drink soju, and eat grilled meat.

A word came out while the atmosphere was getting warmer and people were talking to each other.

“It’s a shame! Are you saying this assistant manager can’t be like this? There should be a limit to how hard a person can be! Since you keep doing that… Ugh! Even if everyone else knows, you’re not the only one who doesn’t know!”

“……………………….”

The assistant manager keeps his mouth shut.

Usually, when something like that comes up, it’s best to just pretend to listen.

“Then let’s see…Okay. Hyeonseong! Do you have any thoughts, Hyeonseong?”

“…………..”

I followed the manager and kept my mouth shut.

When I just made a gesture saying I didn’t know, the manager just downed his glass and drank it.

“hehehe….! Yes, that’s right?”

What does that mean?

The manager filled his soju glass again and spoke.

“Then let’s do it this way. Hyunseong, may I ask what your ideal type is?”

“You mean your ideal type?”

“Yes! You’re a guy, so you can tell me your ideal type, right?”

“Um….”

I have no idea why it is connected to the word male.

I lifted the glass in front of me, drank it, and opened my mouth.

“If it’s your ideal type….”

I’ve never really thought about it.

The person I thought was my first and last love turns out to be a monster.

However, likes and dislikes arise only because they can be ‘compared’.

“…First of all, I like people who can do their jobs properly.”

“And?”

I remembered.

“I like people who invest in themselves rather than showing off to others.”

“Ho…And again?”

I remembered that year.

“I think it would be better to have short hair.”

“Tell me more. What is your personality and personality like?”

Contrary to that year.

I imagined a woman who was exactly the opposite of that b*tch.

“When it comes to personality… Rather than pretending to be friendly on the outside, I think it would be good if we could become truly friendly on the inside.”

“Isn’t that a disposition, not a personality? Other than that, what about being kind, considerate, or something like that?”

“I don’t really care. I just want someone who can scold me when I do something wrong and apologize when he does something wrong.”

“…I see.”

That b*tch wasn’t like that.

If you are moving in the wrong direction, clap your hands.

When he made a mistake, he broke it down in tears or threatened him by saying he didn’t love him.

Even now that I think about her, she was such a heartbreaking woman.

She held on to the thought that she was ‘in love’, but now she could see how much of a f*cking bullsh*t that was.

‘…Well, it’s not really like that now.’

If it weren’t for that b*tch, ‘Kim Ji-yeon’, it might be okay.

As proof of this, it was even more so when I thought about how I almost thought about my grandchild’s name while doing things like that with Mr. Rabbit across the sea.

“So, what about this assistant manager? I’d like to hear about this assistant manager’s ideal type.”

“……………………….”

“…Huh?”

The assistant manager suddenly glared at me and blushed.

I wonder what I did wrong to get angry out of nowhere──Ah, so that’s it?

‘If I answer, you have to answer accordingly.’

He must have been hoping that my line would be perfect, but he seemed annoyed that my answer had sparked a fire on him.

So what can I do in this situation?

“If you think about it, your uncle is really great….”

“Huh? What did you just say?”

“Your uncle…Is now married and living happily…”

“…Is Hyunseong drunk now?”

I pretended to be drunk.

In part, he said he was my uncle and spoke semi-respectfully.

His eyes were half-closed and his voice was also lowered.

“Uncle, how did you meet such a nice girl? I want to meet a nice girl too…”

“Well…If you look closely around you, you won’t be able to see it, right?”

“I didn’t know that the woman I saw around me found out that she already had a man she liked….”

“…………”

The situation turns upside down in an instant.

A cold atmosphere. A situation where everyone is paying attention to each other.

It was about time that it became difficult to pay attention to Assistant Manager Lee’s taste in men anymore.

“Me too…I really wanted to do well──Ugh?! Ugh!!”

With a growl, he vaguely placed the glass on the floor and rolled it on the desk.

Soju spilled in an instant and traces scattered around.

In an attempt to fix it somehow, he pulls out a tissue and wipes it, but his hand is partially limp, creating a dangerous appearance.

“… Assistant Manager Lee, Hyunseong, I think you’re a little drunk. Please go outside for a moment and come back.”

“I understand. Manager.”

Anyone can see that this is a behavior that is close to drunkenness.

He approached me and stretched out his hand to tell me to get up, so I obediently grabbed it and stood up.

Soon, he staggered as if leaning slightly and went out to the terrace outside the store.

“Thank you for your help, sir.”

“…Were you just pretending to be drunk?”

“hehehe.”

As soon as I came out, I relaxed what I was leaning on.

The assistant manager looked at me as if I was dumbfounded.

“No matter what, you shouldn’t do that at a company dinner. Never do that again next time.”

“I understand.”

A short piece of advice.

And

“……Ugh!”

“Huh?”

The assistant manager trembles.

Slowly raises his head towards me and stares at me.

“You….No way….”

“What is it?”

Ah, I spoke a little harshly.

I guess it’s because there’s a bit of alcohol involved.

Somehow, I feel like people change when they get drunk.

“….Because I don’t like Hyunseong.”

“???”

Suddenly?

After saying those words, the assistant manager turned around and entered the store.

‘What are we going to do?’

As expected, it is difficult for young women to understand.

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“Oppa…You know I love you a lot, right?”

A lot happened in one day.

I went to see the house I had seen before.

I was wandering around looking for furniture that would fit my home, and even started looking into made-to-order furniture.

Increasing estimates.

The prices take my breath away just thinking about them.

‘Still…’

Wouldn’t it be okay if we somehow save it and live with it?

‘No,’

It’s not okay.

I can’t be okay.

I know better about my bank account situation.

“….Oppa. What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Huh? Ah…It’s nothing.”

“…………..”

Jeongyeon’s eyes looking at me.

My appearance was revealed under the transparent mirror-like eyes.

“…I don’t think I need custom-made furniture.”

“Uh…?”

A sudden word.

Well, I would appreciate it if you did that, but…

“Oppa, you’re actually overdoing it right now, aren’t you?”

“….Jiyeon.”

“It’s okay. I’m not saying I love you just for the money.”

“…………..”

My heart is touched.

I never dreamed that I would hear words like this from Jiyeon because I didn’t earn enough, because I wasn’t good enough.

“Oppa. Can you show me your card and bankbook? Then I’ll do my best to guess.”

“No. You’re pregnant, so I shouldn’t make you suffer any more.”

“It’s okay. It’s because I want to do it. I’m stuck at home again, so it should be helpful at least like this!”

“…..Please do me a favor.”

I’m sorry.

And thank you.

As Kyung-soo held Ji-yeon in his arms, he thought that it was a good thing they had met her.

And, the next day.

“…Oh, what is it?”

When Gyeong-su went to work.

“It’s just dog hair, right?”

Gyeongsoo couldn’t hear what Jiyeon was saying.

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