18 – EP.2 Office Tyrant-2

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Tack, Tack. sound of the keyboard.

drooling. The sound of something being pulled out of a drawer.

square square. The sound of writing something with a pencil.

If someone saw it, they might think it was a normal office.

It’s not that it’s not true, because the director, who hadn’t seen his face in a while, said, “Everyone is working hard.”

They didn’t know that it was someone’s external pressure that created this environment.

This pressure of not being able to do anything on my own. I feel like I’m going to be f*cked if I show a little disheveled look.

‘I wonder why I’m used to it.’

For some reason, I laughed inwardly when I realized that the identity of this familiar feeling was the military dormitory on the first day of transfer.

They were definitely smiling faces full of life.

But now, as if his soul had been stolen by a monster, he had a hardened face and blank eyes, and he was just staring at the monitor like a watchtower facing the sea.

‘Am I working or counting the air?’

Well, in this atmosphere, I might not be able to concentrate.

I am looking at work in the suddenly created study atmosphere.

Because there was something I couldn’t check properly over the weekend.

I know it’s impossible to master a job that’s been done for years in just three or four days.

But if you ask me if I’m going to continue going here, I want to say that I haven’t made up my mind yet.

However, if you are a member of this company, you are studying for nothing, with the mindset that you have to do the minimum.

belt ring.

While browsing the shared documents folder, a message came up from the messenger in the lower right corner.

system: Yuna Kim invited Inho Kang.

[Kim Yuna: Mr. Inho served.]

[Kang In-ho: ??]

As soon as I was invited to the chat room, chats came up dizzy.

What is it, is it like a group chat room made by friends?

[Kang In-ho: What room is this?]

[Seorim Seo: It’s just a room where we can talk comfortably.]

[Kang In-ho: I see.]

[Yuna Kim: Mr. Inho, do you know what happened to Mina?]

There was something going on.

[Kang In-ho: As I said earlier, I’m not sure.]

[Yoon Hye-young: I don’t think you’ve ever been as irritable as today.]

[Kang In-ho: I don’t think he was irritated.]

[Yoon Hye-young: In-ho, you don’t know. Is that annoying or what?]

And countless complaints about Mina.

To sum up those minor complaints, it was [Suddenly, I don’t know why it’s like this.].

Well, you might have some complaints.

I don’t know if it’s me in the past, but I can’t say anything hastily because I don’t know everything that happened.

But, I don’t know why you invited me.

It’s not like I’m asking you to gossip with me, and I don’t think I’m trying to know Mina’s feelings.

[Kim Yuna: Can’t Inho talk to Mina?]

[Kang In-ho: Which one?]

[Kim Yuna: Why… did you just give me too many things at once? The team atmosphere is not good. Like this.]

[Kang In-ho: Me?]

[Kim Yuna: Inho is at least close to Mina. The two of them work a lot overtime.]

Is it ‘persuade me’?

All of a sudden, this company went bankrupt. You really have to hold on tight.

Suddenly, nothing comes up in the active chat window.

What is it, is everyone cut off the internet?

“What are you doing?”

I heard a sound behind me, so I turned around and saw Mina.

“Yes? Ah…”

The people who were chatting until just now go somewhere, and everyone only sees people who are working hard on their work.

Hey, the angle of view is really wide. let me know too

I seem to have seen something I shouldn’t have seen, so I quickly but very naturally lowered the messenger window.

“If you’re not busy, let’s have a meeting.”

Unlike the anxious face she showed on the weekend, today’s Mina looked calm.

“An interview?”

“Yes, interview.”

“Okay. Shall we make a reservation for the meeting room?”

“No, it’s not something to be very careful about, so let’s do it while eating lunch.”

“yes.”

When I wake up, everyone’s eyes are focused. It was even regretful that I couldn’t bear to turn my head and only rolled my eyes.

Now, when I go out with Mina, they will talk among themselves again.

It’s a natural procedure, but something didn’t like it.

“Me and Inho, we’ll eat until lunch.”

“yes~”

Employees who respond brightly.

“And it’s good to sell a chat room, but don’t talk too much behind your back.”

“…….”

Employees with dark faces.

oh that’s brutal

“I’ll just pass it this time, but next time I see it, I’ll break it all up.”

Her unchanging words sounded really frightening.

As if announcing that lunchtime was approaching, office workers came out to Samsaoo Street.

Me and Mina moved toward the food alley.

“What do you want to eat?”

“Anything. What about Mina?”

She quietly clung to me and said.

“I like anything that Inho wants to eat.”

The words whispered in my ear felt heavy.