You Promised Me, Mr. Lee San-ha - Chapter 103



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Episode 103: Pooping is not a ‘culture’ (1)

Get on the bus.

And I check the status window out of habit.

-To break down the internal irregularities in the company where Kim Tae-kyung is working.

Reward: Kim Tae-kyung’s favor.

The reward is not salty, it’s salty.

What good would it do to receive such favors from Kim Tae-kyung?

‘But I have to go since it’s a promise. Sigh.’

What about compensation? What do you think?

I made a promise with my friend, so I have to keep it.

The bus stopped in front of the building of the security company ‘MI6’.

That is Kim Tae-kyung’s workplace.

The building’s structure was reminiscent of a large airplane hangar.

As expected from a security company, there were a lot of people stationed inside the headquarters building.

In front of the representative office, two security guards blocked my way.

“What business may I bring you? Entry without a reservation is prohibited.”

A stiff, military-style speech style.

I said, holding up my press card.

“The CEO is closely related to this article. Could you please convey a message to him?”

… … I didn’t really lie.

Isn’t this kind of ambiguous way of speaking the basic skill of a reporter?

The security guards hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door of the CEO’s office.

“Excuse me, sir. A reporter is here and he says he has urgent news.”

Finally, the door opened.

I went inside with the pastor.

There was a bear sitting on the executive chair in the CEO’s office.

“Ahem! You’re a reporter?”

Looking closely, I saw that it wasn’t a bear, but a person.

A giant with a beard, moustache, arms, and entire body covered in hair.

He took out a thick cigar and lit it.

“What is this, Mr. Reporter?”

“First, let me introduce myself. I’m Lee San-ha, a reporter for the TLT Times. I’m planning to publish an article, and I need your cooperation.”

“Cooperation? Cooperation… … .”

He lit the end of his cigar.

The red light flashes several times.

“What on earth brings you to MI6 when you’re writing entertainment articles?”

“We also run a social affairs department. If you look at recent issues―”

“wait for a sec.”

The representative raised his hand to stop me from speaking.

“Even so, we don’t have anything that would be a problem for the Ministry of Social Affairs.”

“Yes, yes. I know that you are operating more transparently than anywhere else in terms of finances and operations. So, since you are such an excellent company… … I came here to ask if you could help me with this feature article.”

“Help? What help?”

“The reason I write articles like this is simple. Many young people read our media, right? Young people worry a lot about their futures. If we write articles that show various types of jobs and make them feel real, it will help students make career choices or—.”

“What good does that do for us?”

I knew this question would come up.

I took out the answer sheet I had prepared.

“I plan to reveal the company name. Since the general public will also see this article, the promotional effect will be minimal… … You can think of it as getting the advertising cost of 800 or more for free.”

Only then does a smile appear on the representative’s face.

“You should have said that earlier. Good. Let’s get going.”

He extended his large hand and asked for a handshake.

I said, holding the large hand with both of my hands.

“As expected, Mr. Representative, you are as refreshing as I’ve heard!”

“I don’t know where you heard that, but I’m sure it’s true.”

“I heard you always do your best for the company. Do you keep that promise?”

“Huh! Heh heh heh-”

Tiring!

I nodded while listening to the status window notification sound.

* * *

There was once a famous program called ‘Undercover CEO’.

It is a reality program where CEOs dress up as low-level employees and enter their companies like secret royal inspectors, sharing their joys and sorrows with them.

What I’m trying to do now… …is a bit similar to this.

A strategy to observe the inside of a company as a new employee who joined today for reporting.

This method had to be adopted in order to confirm the reality of the internal absurdity.

After my transfer, I immediately moved to Team 1 with Kim Tae-kyung.

Kim Tae-kyung said as if it was absurd.

“Sanha… … . I’ve been watching you for a really long time, but this doesn’t seem right.”

“But I’ll know how to do it. I can’t just cause trouble without knowing the truth, right?”

“Is it really necessary to experience it firsthand to solve the absurdity? Ha… … . I want to stop you even now.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s also for reporting purposes.”

Kim Tae-kyung stood in front of a waiting room and knocked.

dripping.

Open the door to the place that says [Team 1 Dormitory] and go in.

I greeted him with a bright smile to make a good first impression.

“hello~.”

But why is that?

Only cold eyes are fixed on me.

This space, named ‘Living Quarters’, was structured like an old military barracks.

A form with two wide flat surfaces facing each other.

The man dressed most comfortably among them rose from his bed and spoke.

“Hey, the youngest is here?”

Kim Tae-kyung answers in an upright position.

“Yes, that’s right!”

“Yeah~ Stretch out~.”

The executioner!

Kim Tae-kyung lies down on the spot in 0.1 second.

The man in casual clothes sat on Kim Tae-kyung’s back as he lay face down and spoke.

“Our Taekyung~ Is life as a security guard comfortable?”

“no!”

He continues to taunt Kim Tae-kyung while patting his cheek.

“Hey~ What’s wrong~? It’s so damn comfortable~ It’s so comfortable that you didn’t even have to do new employee training, right?”

“I will correct it!”

“Oh, I’m sick of this bullshit in my fourth year, Taekyung!”

“0 years! Kim! Tae! Kyung!”

“Ugh, you fucking Taekyung! Let’s do better!”

“Yes, I understand!”

Only then did the man go out, dragging his slippers.

But Kim Tae-kyung couldn’t get up right away.

This is because I barely received the ‘order to stand at attention’ after the barrage of nagging from other seniors.

It feels like I’ve re-enlisted in the military, less than a year after being discharged.

‘It wasn’t like this even when I was in the military… … .’

These days, in the military, if you do something like this, you’ll be immediately sent to prison.

And that’s not all? In some cases, civil and criminal lawsuits may even arise in these times.

But what the heck is this double-crossing military absurdity?

Even in society!

This is the moment when everyone understands why Kim Tae-kyung was whining about how hard it was.

Kim Tae-kyung, who had a sad look on his face, brought me out for the purpose of ‘new employee training.’

Kim Tae-kyung said as he entered the empty conference room.

“I’ll just tell you a few life-related things. Even though it’s shitty and annoying, just follow me for today.”

“That’s not hard. If you’re sure that even difficult things will end soon, it won’t be that hard. I only have a one-day trial, so no problem.”

“… … Be honest with me. Are you just here to tease me?”

“That’s one thing, but first, tell me what that shit is.”

Finally, Kim Tae-kyung opened his mouth with a sigh.

Year 0: Sit upright and rest during break time.

In the first year, prepare water after exercise.

In the second year, prepare snacks after returning from a deployment.

If you have been smoking for less than 3 years, cover the cigarette with a lid and smoke.

For those who have been smoking for less than 4 years, put out the cigarette by rubbing it out.

Those with less than 5 years of experience are mobilized for cleaning work.

Those under 6 years old are prohibited from entering or exiting the building.

… … .

The list of ‘notes of caution’ continues on and on.

There were so many that I can’t even remember them all.

I don’t understand other things, but I don’t understand the ban on walking on the street and the smoking while covering the light.

The ban on walking while wearing a mask in the military is because you may not be able to salute your superior when he passes by.

Covering the cigarette and smoking it is to avoid revealing one’s location to the enemy.

But this isn’t the military, and it’s definitely not a war zone, right?

This is just a shitpost for the real shitposters.

“Taekyung. Let me ask you one thing.”

“No. Don’t question it. Just do as you’re told.”

“No, that’s not it. Why do you work for such a shitty company? Aren’t there plenty of other normal companies?”

“… … This place gives the most money.”

Oh, then I admit it.

But this is not it.

The world of the military is also changing little by little (really little by little).

This is something that should not happen in a ‘company where people from different social groups gather’, let alone a class society.

The moment Kim Tae-kyung was about to recite another note.

Tutututu-

A radio transmission was heard.

[Hoohoo- Team 1, 1st year and below, gather at the back of the physical training room. Repeat. Team 1, 1st year and below, gather at the back of the physical training room.]

Kim Tae-kyung started running out of the conference room as if his butt was on fire.

“Hey, hey, where are you going?!”

“You have to go too! Run!”

I followed along without even knowing English.

* * *

After running about 200 meters, I could see a few people huddled together.

I ran so hard that I felt like I was going to throw up, but I barely held it together.

A man is seen sitting in front of a row of employees with 0 to 1 year of experience.

He wasn’t the person who yearned for Kim Tae-kyung in the dormitory.

A man with impressive buck teeth in a warehouse.

He said, grumbling.

“It’s too late~ If I keep doing this, I’ll end up becoming a grandfather?”

The employees with 0 to 1 year of experience shouted in unison.

“sorry!”

“If I apologize, will my career in the security industry end?”

“no!”

Deulchanko sat down on the outdoor unit and began to sigh deeply.

“Who was that kid who was looking at the idols instead of the audience at the concert yesterday?”

The atmosphere is ominous.

It seems like the situation is a bit more serious than before.

“… … .”

“… … .”

“… … .”

No one is willing to step forward.

The squeaky nose shouted a little louder.

“Who was that kid staring at Etoile at the Etoile showcase yesterday!”

… … I was shocked because I thought you were talking about me.

It would be invalid since I was looking at CEO Park An-taek who was there rather than Etoile.

The goblin said with a grin.

“Not coming out? Not coming out, right? Alright. Do whatever you want. Everyone, start a battle royale.”

Then the other employees hesitate.

“Hey, Senior Kim… … That’s a bit too much… … .”

“The kids are really dying… … . Can’t you just look at them once… … ?”

“I also have an injury, so it’s a bit difficult this time… … .”

At this point, you might be wondering what a battle royale is.

I asked Kim Tae-kyung a question.

“What is Battle Royale? Is it a game?”

“… … Unlimited competition. Only one final winner will be eliminated, and the rest will compete until the next winner emerges.”

“Oh… … . What are you competing with?”

“Martial arts. Regardless of the sport, you just have to knock your opponent down at least once.”

Huh? What the heck? If I do this, I’m in big trouble, right?