Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 139



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| Episode 139. Man’s Revenge (5)

“What happened to PD Yoo?”

“Don’t call that person ‘nim’. Do you want to call that human being an honorific title?”

Lee Cheong-hyeon shot back.

Do you think I’m sticking it on because I want to stick it on you? I’m just saying it because I don’t know who might hear it.

I was about to say something right away, but I held back after seeing the guy’s face turn pale. I couldn’t leave Spark’s best visuals in a cold state forever.

“I heard that they were going to the police station earlier, but I haven’t heard anything since. All I heard was that they were uncooperative with the investigation.”

Even in Jeong Seong-bin’s words, the honorifics directed at Yoo Han-soo were strangely missing.

That polite guy is acting like that. At this point, Yoo Han-soo will never be able to go to heaven even if he dies.

“I heard that you had a lot of resentment towards your brother… … .”

“No matter what, does it make sense to hit someone? That’s crazy… … .”

“Use it.”

I barely managed to calm down Choi Je-ho, who was getting angry again.

‘Did you tell that writer about me?’

Yoo Han-soo clearly said that. He also asked if I was talking behind his back.

Actually, I have never told anyone about Yoo Han-soo’s bullying other than the planning team leader and Min Joo-kyung.

He started off with a weak position in UA because of me, and then he got whistle-blowered, and the rumors got worse, and he was completely demoted, while I was the only one who rose through the ranks… … I guess he thought that.

But I didn’t know that he would do this much without being publicly executed or fired from the company. He really was a worthless loser.

It seems that the part that pulled the trigger for Yoo Han-soo was to ruin his own achievements. That career that he built by stealing other people’s achievements.

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[SYSTEM] Work instructions from ‘Manager’ have arrived.

▶ I knew that Mr. Yoo would do something bad. I told you that his eyes were strange. He was the type to do something. Why do you keep doing things that I told you not to do? I clearly told you not to do them.

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The system knew that finite numbers would be like this.

Why, why didn’t you just hold a ritual to die? Judging from the way you counted down, it looks like you were really excited.

It’s not refreshing even if you drink it, but it prevented a really big injury and even gave me an incentive, so I’ll hold out.

Still, seeing his son Yoo Han-soo do this, I guess he was truly afraid of ruining his image.

Don’t you think about what you’ve been doing in the first place? Just looking at the planet of work, there are enemies everywhere. If it were me, I wouldn’t have been able to live a corporate life like that because I’d be scared.

Investigate it instead.

Is it finally time for the finite number of quotes I’ve accumulated over the months to shine?

My heart was pounding. Was it because this was the first time in my career that I had such proper cider revenge? My heart was pounding and I was filled with energy.

“There’s a folder with my name in our shared folder, right? The password for it is ‘zkfxhlrldnjs214dlfck’. When you go in, there’ll be a folder on the third or fourth row called ‘[Other] Multiple Targets-Yuhansu’.”

“Brother, did you put something like that in our shared folder?”

Lee Cheong-hyeon asked with a bewildered expression.

“I’ve collected them all because I need to use them. Transfer everything inside to a USB and give it to the manager. There are plenty of empty USBs in the office, so don’t spend money on buying them for nothing.”

“What’s in that folder?”

“I have screenshots of text messages that the PD sent me and recorded phone calls. I also have a work schedule organized and a diary where I wrote about the pain I felt because of the PD. If you need the originals, I can just hand them over to you on my phone. I didn’t delete any of the text messages.”

“… … .”

“The more records the better,” they say.

I once tried to find evidence of bullying at work to report Manager Nam, and now I see how the method is shining like this.

A criminal investigation at this point when the internal investigation at UA was nearing its conclusion.

That’s great, XXX. I’ll make sure you’re buried not only in the company, but also in society.

While I was enjoying the feeling of my heart being opened up, my eyes met with Kang Ki-yeon’s, who was looking down at me with a strange expression.

“Aren’t you angry, hyung?”

“what?”

“Aren’t you thinking of anything other than being surprised and reporting Yoo Han-soo?”

A coldness was felt from Kang Ki-yeon’s expression.

“brother.”

“why.”

“I tried to stop you earlier because you seemed too excited. You too… .”

Then Kang Ki-yeon closed his mouth.

There are two reasons why he does that. Either he doesn’t feel the need to say it, or he thinks what he said is too harsh.

They are the kind of people who don’t usually say harsh things because they are always polite.

I think it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take advantage of the moment when your complaints explode to tell me what’s really on your mind.

“If you have something to say, say it. Just leave out the foul language.”

“… … .”

“Quickly. If you don’t set the table, you won’t talk. If it’s something you’re embarrassed to talk about in front of the kids, should I tell them to leave?”

“under…….”

Kang Ki-yeon sighed.

“I know you’re a consistent person, hyung. But sometimes I wish you’d be a little more moderate.”

“… … .”

“We really worried about our brother. We were angry at Yoo Han-soo. But he didn’t care and we were the only ones worried, so we felt like fools.”

And then silence fell.

Kang Ki-yeon frowned and turned his head.

Wouldn’t I be completely angry? I almost got a hole drilled in my head.

But, it’s the same for all office workers who have to take care of themselves.

I have to pay for living expenses for a month with the money I earn each month, but if I take time off because I’m sick, it’s unpaid leave and I can’t earn any money.

If you show that you’re sick, all you get in return is embarrassment, so you try to avoid being found out at all costs.

I have seen more than once that employees who cannot be absent for long periods of time try to squeeze in a weekend or public holiday to get surgery. If you live like that for a long time, your own safety becomes a secondary priority.

How do you feel? If you get angry because you’ve been insulted, you’ll most likely be the only one who’s weird, but can you express that directly?

My thoughts keep falling into self-pity. I need to restrain myself.

There were many things I wanted to say to Kang Ki-yeon. 30 million office workers would understand me, and I wouldn’t want to rest either, etc.

But this time, I decided to give it a try. I didn’t want to have a tearful argument.

“Thank you for thinking that much. I’ll try not to do that.”

The face of Kang Ki-yeon that I saw again was saying, ‘What a surprise.’

It’s a mess either way. I’m starting to get tired.

If it were up to me, I would tell them to go and practice now. But if I did that, some of the guys would get angry and start nagging me again.

I held back a sigh and decided to take a step back.

“Okay. Everyone worked hard today, so let’s go in and rest. When you have time tomorrow, Seongbin, please contact me as a representative. Let’s discuss how to do the final competition.”

“Is this the final competition?”

Kang Ki-yeon asked back.

“Are you sure you’re planning to have a meeting tomorrow?”

“Then you’re not going to do it? You’re not going to compete?”

“Brother, you didn’t listen to a single word I said, did you?”

“Giyeon, don’t be so pushy. Hyung, the final competition has been postponed by two weeks.”

Jeong Seong-bin stopped Kang Ki-yeon from getting angry.

It was unexpected that the final competition was postponed. The finals of a survival program are very important, especially since they are usually broadcast live.

There was a mountain of work to be done, including renting the venue, recruiting audience members, and adding a counting program. If that was delayed by two weeks, the production team would have to start all the work over again from scratch.

“why?”

“The cast had an accident. Are you going to just go ahead with it? It wasn’t some other accident, but a dispute that broke out while preparing for the royal family?”

Choi Je-ho clicked his tongue.

Jeong Seong-bin took out a wet tissue and wiped my hair with it as he spoke.

“There were a lot of articles and it became an issue… … so the situation got a bit bigger.”

There was a sticky black blood on the end of the wet tissue.

“So first of all, don’t think about anything else and just get some rest.”

Jeong Seong-bin smiled awkwardly, as if trying to hide his anxiety.

That’s why I say… … .

‘I feel like I’m making you worry more.’

But you can’t take back the words you’ve said.

I said, “Okay, I want to get some sleep, so you guys should hurry up and go back too,” and pushed the guys’ backs.

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It wasn’t until I saw the guys leaving the hospital room with their manager that I felt a little less nervous.

Even so, isn’t it illegal for five people to be fighting over a patient? I felt so wronged that I cried inside.

But there was no time to cry. A plan was needed for the final competition.

If all went as planned, there were about three weeks left until the final competition.

Here it says it’s been extended by two weeks.

It’s rare for an entire group to leave a show because one member is injured. Usually, only the injured member is excluded.

But things were a little different this time. It was because the program was being prepared and internal issues within the agency were also involved.

This would have allowed UA to turn off Spark power to protect the artist and contain the incident.

It may not have been an easy decision to step down before the finals, but UA would have done it anyway. At least UA is a company that values ​​the safety of its singers.

There was only one conclusion.

I absolutely have to recover and shout with an indifferent expression, ‘I’m fine! Now let’s run towards the final stage of the A-Wang Dynasty!’

Looking at the Spark guys’ antics earlier, it was obvious that unless I was completely cured, they wouldn’t let me on stage, let alone participate in the meeting.

But who am I?

Aren’t you the person who has survived without even catching the common flu thanks to your healthy body?

Plus, I had a strong work support service.

If I just have this, I can recover quickly and return to good health… … .

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Cumulative fatigue: 65% (employment support service applied)

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… … I guess I won’t do that.

Why is it still 65%?

Excluding support services, it’s 85%, right? So it’s still a crisis?

It didn’t feel real. It seemed even more so because there was no pain.

Just then someone came into the room. It was a nurse.

“Patient, how is your pain?”

“It’s okay. Um, is my wound really that serious?”

“No, the surgery went well!”

No, then why did my fatigue level go up to 65%?

I’m not even bleeding right now. Isn’t that a system error?

“So when will I be able to be discharged? I’m not particularly sick, so I’d like to be discharged once my wounds heal.”

“Discharge? Oh my, you haven’t heard the explanation from your guardian yet. The professor said that you should be hospitalized for about 8 weeks and monitor your progress. Do you have any urgent plans?”

yes?

Prepositions… … how many?

I… … have to perform on stage… … ?