16 – EP.2 When the team leader is obsessed, he works a lot of overtime.-7

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monday. The atmosphere in the office was very calm.

Because the fatigue of the people who ran happily on the weekend is less relieved? Monday sickness gone? Because of the added work, the work burden has become stronger?

Well, rather than that, wouldn’t it be that the person at the top of the company is in a very bad mood?

It was too easy for me, the cause provider, to come up with an answer.

Sunday. Lee Mi-na, who saw the job transfer site, was broken.

He grabbed me by the collar and shook me, or repeatedly said he was sorry for holding me.

I made an excuse that I was looking for it because I was just curious about the atmosphere of another company while sweating, but she didn’t seem to believe me.

Well, I wouldn’t have believed it either.

For some reason, thanks to her coming to the company, I couldn’t even figure out my job, and I had to ask her useless questions about once every 5 minutes.

[Is the job difficult these days?]

[What type of job did you mainly look for on the job site?]

[Inho, have you needed money lately?]

[Didn’t it go up a lot during this alliance? I’ll be sure to tell the director next year’s association.]

[You didn’t get a scouting offer, did you?]

[Nara Kim, who left the company last time? Was that person scouted? Tell me please. I’m asking.]

It was kind of like a question.

I kept telling her that I had no intention of changing jobs and that I just came out on the weekend because I couldn’t think of work these days.

Her anxiety did not go away easily.

I went back to Eoyeongbuyoung’s house, but I couldn’t rest.

She bought chicken, saying that I would be weak from eating only porridge.

At first, I tried to pretend it wasn’t there, but I kept ringing the doorbell, so I had no choice but to open the door.

[Inho, didn’t you eat dinner? I feel like I didn’t eat properly today. I bought chicken.]

[I didn’t eat dinner either…]

I politely declined to lay the groundwork for entering the house, and contrary to my expectations, she quickly accepted and withdrew.

I thought it was my own way that the case was settled like that.

But on Monday, when Imina went to work, I quickly realized that I was wrong.

Lee Mi-na of the ultra-low pressure lightly chewed everyone’s greetings and quietly worked in her place.

Employees who used to chatting in groups of three or three are sitting at their desks quietly, watching her, chatting in their own group room.

‘Do something, work.’

My old personality came up and I wanted to say something, but I held back because my nose was short.

“Hey Inho.”

Yuna, who was sitting next to me, whispered to me.

“Mina, do you know why you’re in a bad mood?”

I know, I know.

“Well, I don’t know anything either. He did that as soon as he arrived.”

“Haa… I’m in a bad mood since Monday.”

“Iknow, right.”

“Yuna.”

As we were talking, a hard voice rang through the office.

Everyone cocked their heads like meerkats and focused their eyes in our direction.

Imina was standing there.

“yes?”

Having been called out, Yuna asked back, feeling that something was going on strangely.

“Are you ready for the quarterly settlement of accounts? I told you to prepare the data, right?”

Approaching slowly, Mina pressed Yuna.

“Ah… that’s… so many different things. Still…”

“yet?”

Receiving her last words, Yuna lowered her head as she murmured lowly.

“sorry.”

“By when will it be ready?”

“That was one Wednesday…”

“Please mail it in by tomorrow morning.”

“…yes.”

Having sent one away, Mina looked at me for a while and went to another person’s seat.

“Hyeyoung. Please forward how the order you placed last time is going.”

“Junghye. It seems like you’ve been working for Compound Tech for a while, but there’s no progress report yet?”

“Mr. Yoonji. The document I uploaded last time…”

Go around the seats one by one and check the work.

The person Lee Mi-na went to started doing the work she had put off with a bewildered face, and the employee whose turn hadn’t come yet started to write up data to be reported in haste.

I watched this strange situation blankly.

Then, I heard Mina’s voice rising.

“Youngji. Say it again.”

“That’s… I told Mr. Inho. It hasn’t been sorted out yet.”

“Tell me again.”

“In-ho hasn’t given me any data yet.”

“again.”

“That, that… so. There’s something that Inho-san has to do.”

Is it because you’re so upset? I don’t think he knew why Mina kept saying the same thing over and over again.

‘Ah… that way.’

It’s completely f*cked up.

Mina, who became a refrigerant that exudes cold air, slowly approached Youngji.

“So. You mean you entrusted Mr. Youngji’s work to Mr. Inho? You didn’t report it to me, the team leader.”

“ah…”

Realizing her mistake only now, she couldn’t say anything and just giggled.