Time Mansour - Chapter 16



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Episode 16: Last day at work

-Don’t worry. Just trust me.

A message came to Director Chun.

The answer was as expected.

After checking the message, I closed the message window.

The country is also the one that brought the monkey to White Soft.

It wouldn’t be difficult to put Agent Chae on the interview list.

Because he is someone with quite a lot of influence in the Korean branch.

That’s enough for Director Chun.

then.

11:30.

Glance. Check the time.

Now only Benjamin remains.

It’s 10:30 PM in the US right now.

It’s pretty late.

-Young. I saw your email. I’m a little confused about the situation right now. I think we need to talk for a moment. Feel free to contact me tomorrow at lunchtime.

This was Benjamin’s reply.

When the partner team contacted me, I just had to reply that I had recommended Manager Chae.

‘It probably wasn’t that complicated.’

I think I explained it wrong in English.

I guess I’ll have to contact you and talk more.

While I was thinking like that, I was fiddling with my phone.

at that time.

“Director Jeong, you should eat.”

Vice President Kim’s voice was heard from over my shoulder.

The other employees also get up from their seats.

“Sorry. I have a meeting with my manager. I think I’ll have to eat later.”

“Oh, I understand. Even if it’s late, please make sure to eat lunch.”

I bowed my head slightly at Vice President Kim’s words.

The office was empty in an instant.

I leaned back in my chair and pressed the voice call icon on the application.

**

“I’m sorry, Benjamin. Say it again slowly! What did Director Chun say?”

Put your face right up against your phone.

My voice echoes in the empty office.

The emotions in my heart poured out onto the desk.

“Cheon is against it.”

“Why on earth?”

“I heard that Daesung Systems is an important partner to the Korean branch?”

Sigh. Really.

I sigh.

“Eng. If Korea is determined to oppose it, I will have a hard time recommending it.”

Benjamin unconsciously closes his eyes in response.

Director Chun hit the back of the head.

I understand.

Of course, relationships with partner companies were important.

Especially in cases like ours where there aren’t many partner companies.

still.

Then you should have told me so.

Even though I know that salespeople change their words every day.

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.

‘It’s stuffy.’

I feel like I’ve been hit.

after.

There’s absolutely no way this can happen.

I need to go outside and get some air.

I felt like if I just stayed still, I would do something.

As I got up from my seat, I absentmindedly looked to the side.

On Manager Chae’s desk, an English book spread wide open caught my eye.

“…”

The English words are underlined with a highlighter.

**

Lunch time.

Find a bench in a corner.

I closed my eyes and nodded, with earphones in both ears.

Let’s calm down.

You know it too.

Salespeople are originally untrustworthy people.

I hypnotized myself for a while with my eyes closed.

Bam.

I felt as if someone was lightly tapping me on the back.

I took out one earbud.

“Gasp, gasp. Director Jeong! Director Jeong. Oh my. You’re here.”

The voice of the deputy chief is heard along with the sound of panting breath.

The moment I heard the voice, I felt annoyed without realizing it.

The development team’s deputy manager, Ko Chang-seok, was a less withdrawn person.

I was born in my 70s. I had a son who went to the military.

But I’m not an adult yet.

“Director Jeong! Seriously! The sample code you gave me last time. No! You have to write a guide for it so we know how it works.”

“Yes? A guide?”

I’m so dumbfounded that I’m asking again.

Now, rather than feeling angry, I feel envious first.

Sometimes I was so envious of those shameless people.

“Please give me the money by the afternoon. The manager is really upset.”

And then they notify you.

In the first place, it’s not my job to create sample code.

I helped you because you said you were busy.

He even asked me to write a detailed explanation.

This is too much. You don’t need a guide. Just click a few times and you’ll get the general idea. Just wait a minute. I’ll go after lunch and write it down for you.

In a moment, countless sentences flash through my head.

I was thinking about what to say in response.

“Vice President Koh… What the… I’m a developer? Yes?”

It blew up.

Things I wouldn’t normally say.

I did something I didn’t know I did.

ha.

The timing was bad.

I came out to cool my head and of all people I ran into Vice President Ko.

I think I’ve reached this point.

A thought crosses my mind for a moment.

“…”

There is a brief silence as I answer.

I was surprised myself when I said it.

What must have happened to Deputy Director Ko?

A little while later.

Only after Vice President Ko understood the situation.

“Director Jeong···ba···what did you just say?”

I stuttered and spoke too late.

“Developer… Oh my. I already have a headache. Seriously… please…”

A guy who’s been angry before said he’s angry now.

It felt awkward to show anger in a way I had never shown before.

I just didn’t want to talk anymore, so I got up from my seat and put my earphones back in my ears.

“This young man.”

Deputy Director Ko’s words suddenly stopped.

The world stopped as if I had entered my sister’s room.

‘Where are you going now?’

I walked into the office, blurting out the words that were on my lips like a habit.

Leaving behind the noisy silence of Vice President Koh.

Ding.

Get into the elevator.

“Ha. What should I say to Manager Chae?”

Sigh.

I pressed the floor number and looked into the mirror.

My expression was recalled.

His face is rusty, as if his anger has not subsided.

**

office.

No one has come yet.

I walked through the partitions to my seat.

dump.

He sits down on the chair as if he were throwing himself into it. The wheels roll back.

Pull the pushed chair forward again and sit back down.

‘I’m sorry, Mom. I really don’t think I can do this anymore.’

-Letter of resignation.

Go to our English homepage and fill out the form following the instructions.

Finally, after sending an email to my manager, Benjamin.

Covered the cell phone.

Squeak.

A bad hinge makes an unpleasant noise.

It’s over now.

Memories of the past come to mind vaguely.

It’s not that I’ve been able to endure this far on my own ability.

My older sister was just supporting me.

It just goes back to where it started.

I was just staring blankly at the turned off monitor.

“Director Jeong?”

I stopped in my tracks when I heard a voice behind me.

I slowly turned my head.

Manager Chae was walking towards me with an excited expression.

**

“No, I’m fine.”

Contrary to his answer, his expression was filled with disappointment.

sorry.

I hesitated, unable to continue speaking.

“But if you can, keep studying English. You won’t regret it later.”

Because I thought it was the last one.

I’m trying to imitate an adult in a way I’ve never done before.

While we were talking with such bitter expressions.

Knock knock.

The automatic office door opens.

The rest of the team rushes in, carrying coffee.

“Director Jeong.”

“What happened with Deputy Manager Ko?”

“Did you fight?”

As soon as I entered, my team members’ eyes were focused on me.

The employees looked at me as if they were surprised.

“That’s what happened.”

I scratched my head.

Thank you all for everything. I can’t find the words to say.

**

Prepare to leave work early.

As I was about to press the close button on the elevator, I heard a voice from a distance.

“Director Jeong.”

I saw Director Chun running towards me.

Press the reopen button.

“Are you really going to quit?”

“yes.”

Nod.

Rattling.

The elevator shook.

“Director. I think you’re a little excited right now. Please calm down. If you still have any complaints, I’ll mediate and resolve it…”

“Manager Chae. I heard you were studying English.”

I interrupted.

Director Cheon’s eyes widen.

“···Is it because of Manager Chae?”

“No. What Director Chun said. I can’t believe it anymore.”

“Director Jeong!”

Ding.

Get off the elevator and go outside.

Director Jeong. Director Jeong. Behind him, Managing Director Chun’s voice echoed.

**

Ten days have passed.

According to the contract, TAM’s duties were to be done remotely.

I just went to work because I knew that model wouldn’t work in Korea.

Now it’s time to stop.

Because I felt there was no need to care anymore.

The handover was carried out remotely.

“So what are you going to do next?”

“I don’t know. Just give me a pair of tongs.”

Seongtae asked while placing the meat on the grill.

I shook my head as I snatched the tongs from Seongtae.

“Are you going to do something else?”

“maybe.”

Ji-i-ik.

Smoke is sucked into the vent.

“Director Lee Yu-jeong asked for your account number.”

“Okay. I didn’t do this to get money.”

Turn the meat over.

It’s cooked now. Let’s eat. Seongtae puts his chopsticks into the meat that is not cooked yet.

I tapped Seongtae’s chopsticks with the tongs.

“This is a pig.”

“It’s okay. I’m not dying.”

I was good at holding the tongs.

If Seongtae had grilled it, I would have eaten samgyeopsal yukhoe.

“Contact me. It’s not a side job anymore.”

“Okay. Then tell him to get me some tickets later.”

“Shit.”

Gurr.

Seongtae pours soju into a glass.

I blankly watch the alcohol dripping down.

“Aren’t you worried?”

“I guess I’ll have to eat and live. I’m single anyway.”

Pour a glass of soju into your mouth.

Then he wrapped the meat in lettuce and put it in his mouth in one bite.

We focused on eating together for a while.

Seongtae suddenly started talking out of the blue.

“Do you remember how many of you kids from the daycare center were at our school?”

“I don’t remember. We weren’t close though.”

“You didn’t seem friendly. I think it was because you’re different from dogs.”

What are you talking about?

For a moment, I didn’t understand what Seongtae was saying.

Did you drink too much? Your mind is spinning slowly.

“You didn’t show it.”

“What the heck are you talking about?”

An orphan walks around with “orphan” written on his face. He must be a great physiognomist. I jokingly taunted him like that.

Shit. Seongtae has nothing more to say. He repeats the shit a few more times.

**

The next day.

morning.

My head is spinning.

No matter how much I drink of this alcohol, I can’t get used to it.

The next morning was always new.

I come out into the living room with my eyes half closed.

I open the refrigerator door by relying on my sense of touch.

Gulp.

Pour water into a cup with only one eye open.

The semi-basement room is too bright.

He pressed his temples with his hands and poured a cup of water into his mouth.

suddenly.

-Jiying.

There was a vibration on the table.

Who is it? There’s no one to contact in the morning. Is it the kids?

I quit my job and organized my contact information.

I think it’s a network.

I lost most of the numbers I had been saving for 15 years.

It was my own little determination to never return to the bottom of the cloud again.

I pick up my vibrating phone and look at the LCD screen.

-Director Lee Yu-jeong.

I checked the name and pressed the call button.

“hello.”

“Hello. How have you been?”

“Yes. I’ve been doing well.”

There’s a pause on the other end of the phone.

There was silence for a split second.

“If you have some free time, wouldn’t you like to do something?”

Seongtae said so.

The moment this manager hesitated, I had a feeling.

So I didn’t say anything.

This manager tells the truth first.

“I’m sorry. I heard from Seongtae that you quit your job.”

“No. Well. That’s what happened.”

“I just need to create a simple webpage. Do you have time?”

I also know how to develop.

Seongtae must have said that.

It was a long time ago so I had forgotten about it.

The fact that Seongtae’s mouth is cheap.

Ever since I was little, my words would come out quickly.

“I’m sorry. I’m not good at front-end development.”

“yes?”

I ask myself for a moment.

I explained it again.

“I don’t know how to make a webpage. Sorry.”

I really don’t know.

Because I’ve never done it before.

To be honest, if I set my mind to it, there was nothing I couldn’t do.

Because there are many people who know how to do it, even if it’s not me.

I declined with ease.

“Okay. Okay… I’ll take the data recovery back to you. The hard disk.”

“Huh? Suddenly?”

“···”

It was only then that I felt something was fishy.

There is no answer from this manager.

I heard a head rolling on the other end of the phone.