Time Mansour - Chapter 33



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Episode 33 I’m alone in the team

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Introduction > Books

Correct the word.

sorry.

There is no reason for Jaeshirong to write an introduction…

I don’t know what spirit was in writing this introductory book.

**

“How rich are you?

Tilt.

The child’s small face is tilted to the left.

Long hair flows to one side.

Looking into the child’s shaking eyes.

“Uh… a lot?”

The end of my words keeps rising without me realizing it.

Because I’m not used to lying.

Ambiguous words come out that are neither a question nor an answer.

“I see… But still. I don’t think I can accept it. I’m sorry. I’ll definitely give you the rest next time..”

A handful of bills and coins on both hands.

He carefully puts both hands together and holds them out to me.

At the sight of the child bowing his head as if he were sorry.

“I want to buy ramen.”

Come on, eat quickly. I didn’t know how to appease him, so I just smiled awkwardly.

**

Place the pot on the stove.

Exactly.

I turned the lever.

– It’s been a little over a year since Spring Boot 3.0 came out. And version 3.2 came out in December. It added a lot of features. I want to focus on that this time. Because of that…

A message from Jaeshirong.

It’s long-winded.

I wish you could just summarize the main points and send them to me.

Let me explain from the background.

The presentation was well summarized.

I guess it’s not usually like that.

I read the long text slowly.

Bubble bubble.

I heard the sound of boiling water behind me.

-Okay, I understand. I’ll check the additional features again. I’m a little busy right now. Let’s talk about the rest in SOOM.

I don’t know, but I answer that I understand.

After ending the conversation, I placed my phone face down on the table.

Then take out the ramen and soak it in water.

A famous developer with over 100,000 followers.

Co-written with Jaeshil Long.

Well, it’s a good opportunity for me.

There was no particular reason to refuse.

It’s annoying, but it’s not difficult.

widely.

He brought a pot and sat down at the table.

He bit the cotton ball in his mouth and played with his cell phone.

I eat ramen with my eyes fixed on the screen.

I was looking for this and that without thinking

Somehow I ended up going to Jaeshirong’s Macebook page.

‘The baby is cute.’

On the first page, a child with missing front teeth was smiling brightly.

Let’s push the LCD up.

Event photos. Family photos. Company photos. Childish jokes. Spring libraries, cloud, etc.

Jaeshirong’s life passes by quickly.

Memories were preserved intact on many pages.

This gentleman is living happily. He must be busy. But why did you upload a picture of the server? The server looks nice. Where is this place? He must have traveled a lot.

As I look through the pages, a smile comes to my face without me realizing it.

While eating ramen like that, I take a moment to reflect on Jaeshirong’s past life.

**

In winter, the fog in the fog park clears.

The trail has become clearer.

Cross the park and go to the other side.

Stop in front of the crosswalk across from the subway station.

I step on the pavement blocks and look back and forth between the road and the subway station.

‘I’m getting lazier these days.’

The subway station platform was outside.

If I missed even one train, I had to wait shivering in the cold weather.

As the weather gets colder, I find myself taking taxis more and more often.

He blows his breath into the empty air with empty excuses.

So I catch a taxi and go to Hongdae.

After arriving at the station, we went into the cafe where we had agreed to meet.

Chang-seok and Myeong-gyu are gathered together and looking at a small cell phone screen.

‘Seongtae said he couldn’t come, and Gukyeong… went out to smoke a cigarette alone.’

With that thought in mind, I approached the kids and spoke to them.

“What about Gukyeong?”

As soon as I finished speaking, Chang-seok and Myeong-gyu raised their heads and looked at me.

“Oh. You’re here? Gookyoung hasn’t come yet. Shouldn’t he be here soon?”

Then he lowers his head again and looks at his phone.

“What are you guys looking at?”

“What is it? I’m looking for a travel destination. I need to decide where to go soon.”

“Haven’t you decided yet?”

“That’s what I’m saying. If you’re going to go, let’s go to Istanbul.”

I find myself smiling at Myeonggyu’s answer.

It’s been a while since the story came out, but still nothing has been decided.

“No. Bangkok is better. It’s the safest.”

“It’s too plain.”

“There’s a reason why you go there so often.”

I stood up from my seat, leaving behind the grumbling voices of the children.

After ordering a drink, I returned to the table with the cup in my hand.

“Youngjun. Are there any good places among the countries you’ve been to? You said you worked for a foreign company. You must have been to a lot of places.”

Myunggyu asks me.

Then, it naturally goes to my Macbook page.

I guess I’m trying to find a good place among the countries I’ve been to.

I tripped over my leg.

“You’ve never been abroad?”

He said he was a foreign employee. He had never been abroad.

There was a long period of time when events were canceled due to the pandemic, and aside from that, when I go to events.

‘Who will do the work?’

There was no replacement manpower.

Globally, especially in the Asian region, there were occasional events, but I wasn’t in a position to go.

“Nothing much. There aren’t any pictures on the Macbook, just links.”

Myunggyu looked at my Macbook page and then closed it.

Then he turns his head and looks at me.

“Is there anywhere you would recommend?”

“None. Leave me alone. If you want to fight, fight amongst yourselves.”

“Fighting is not our thing.”

It’s not a fight, it’s a discussion. Myung-gyu smiles at me.

Changseok nods with his arms crossed.

So the two of them argued for a while about where to travel.

suddenly.

“Get up. Let’s go.”

A voice was heard from behind.

Bam.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Gukyoung. His face turned red in the cold weather, as if trying to show that he had just arrived.

“You came quickly. Where are you going?”

“I know. Let’s have a drink.”

After saying something so casually.

“But Myeonggyu. Where’s the car?”

Look at Myeonggyu.

It’s cold, so let’s take the car. We have to walk a bit. Guk-yeong smiles at Myeong-gyu.

“I didn’t bring it. Aren’t you going to drink alcohol anyway?”

“Ah. Why? Just call a substitute.”

The state-run government is feeling sorry.

and.

“You crazy bastard, are the ancestors paying the proxy fee? Why don’t you go and say hello to your ancestors?”

Myung-gyu swings his fist in the air.

That look.

Changseok and I linked arms and stared blankly.

therefore.

It was a familiar and affectionate scene.

The warm sight of fists being exchanged.

A smile appears on my face without me knowing it.

**

“Doesn’t that seem right?”

Guk-yeong put the dried snack in his mouth and chewed it. He looked at me with his eyes narrowed.

“That’s disappointing. You’re not even a kid, so why aren’t you talking to us?”

Myung-gyu nodded at Guk-yeong’s words.

Today’s main character is Seongtae.

Because the stories of people who weren’t there are the most interesting.

“I think that’s right. There’s no way Seongtae would be busy.”

Gukyoung keeps nodding his head.

“Is that the teacher you saw at the performance back then?”

“We kept in touch occasionally after that.”

“We ended up falling in love with each other.”

Guk-yeong holds both hands and twists his body.

The story’s development, climax, turn and conclusion are complete.

The charge is one that is not present here.

A message saying they are busy and can’t come.

Just look at that.

Without any other evidence, they cover up all sorts of stories with stars.

I think they are crazy.

I was thinking of stopping it because I thought it was a bit off.

I thought about it and it seemed fun, so I quit.

“Let’s have a toast.”

braided.

The glasses clinked several times, and before we knew it, the conversation had matured.

It’s a shame for the teacher. To be honest, isn’t Seongtae the only one drinking kimchi stew? Seongtae has been impatient since before. Etc.

Another hypothesis emerges.

A new story about Seongtae liking someone and the woman not being interested, but having a misunderstanding.

I guess we’ll be talking about that for another hour.

Don’t they ever get tired?

I picked up my phone, thinking to myself.

When I turn on my phone screen like that, the first thing that catches my eye is a message from Jaeshirong.

-I just saw your homepage. Do you know Delphi? Platform engineering? Cloud. Data. Delphi? The spectrum is so wide. What on earth did you do originally?

A message from Jaeshirong.

As expected, it’s long.

The message window was filled with text.

A slightly drunken state.

I was trying to read a long message in English.

I felt a little dizzy.

‘still···’

Still, I have to reply now

I felt like if I drank more here, my head would hurt even more.

so.

I’ll try to reply when things are a bit more normal.

While typing a message.

“Who are you, woman?”

Guk-young sneaks his face in.

Glance. I look at my phone screen.

Ah… here we go again.

At one word from the governor, all eyes are focused on me. Everyone’s eyes light up.

He looks at me with a faint smile on his lips.

widely.

He even put the glass he was holding down on the table.

“Who are you?”

He squints his eyes and looks at me.

Are you a woman? How old are you? How long have you been together? Those who say they won’t get married always do that. It’s really disappointing. I don’t know about Seongtae, but I trusted you.

The stories started pouring out.

Thirty-five.

No. I’m turning thirty-six soon.

Will we ever be able to have a more adult conversation?

Let’s think about that for a moment.

But whether I do it or not.

“I guess you quit your job because of that woman.”

“In fact, it was a relationship that couldn’t be realized.”

“But they overcame it by quitting their jobs and finally they are!”

They proceed with their own narrative.

With each word spoken, the story gains flesh.

I was about to say something in response, but it seemed like they were having fun.

just.

-I can do it a little bit. Not deeply. Just superficially.

I replied to Jaeshirong first.

however.

also.

“Hey. I’m sending you a message in English. Really?”

The state has once again thrust its face forward.

I look back and forth between my phone screen and the kids, a puzzled expression on my face.

Gukyeong is that guy.

Even though I saw everything, I forced myself to look embarrassed.

“Stop it. It’s work. Work.”

“Sorry. Got it. Got it. So who are you?”

“A famous developer named Jaeshirong.”

“Famous person? Who is that? Look. Let’s look at the Macbook page.”

100k followers

Go to Jaeshirong’s page and check.

“Only a hundred thousand?”

Saying the same thing at the same time.

The reaction was not very cool.

If there are 100,000 developers, it’s almost like a Hallyu star, even if you exaggerate a little.

“Well. Still, if it’s a hundred thousand, it must have some name to it.”

To non-developers, that’s exactly the reaction.

A vaguely famous developer with 100,000 followers.

I guess they didn’t think it was very fun either.

“So, is Seongtae answering your phone?”

“It seems like you’re having a good time, but you never read my messages.”

“Should I make a phone call?”

The flow of the story shifted to Seongtae again.

That’s fortunate.

Now I can reply without worrying about anything.

Thinking that way, I looked at my phone screen again.

-The speed of uploading the library is also like that. And the technology spectrum is also wide. You. No, not you as individuals. You are a team, right? How many people are there in total?

An unexpected message arrived.