You Promised Me, Mr. Lee San-ha - Chapter 75



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Episode 75: Even a rice thief can be a thief (5)

The next day, I went to work at the store.

As I open the door, my father wearing an apron greets me.

“Why are you here again? Did you decide to quit your work and help your mom like me?”

“Haha, no way.”

Today, I also had to go back to my main job.

‘It’s almost time to come… … .’

We started preparing for the opening diligently.

Mom mostly prepares the food.

Father cleans the kitchen.

I clean the hall.

As the number of workers increased, all preparations were completed quickly.

Just as the already dazzling interior began to sparkle again, the Alley Restaurant filming crew arrived.

The first person to arrive was Chef Baek Jong-un.

He said with a dark expression.

“As soon as I meet you, I have to tell you some bad news… … .”

What news could it be that makes your face look so pale?

The people in our family looked at Baek Jong-woon with worried expressions.

Finally, he continued speaking.

“I looked into it yesterday regarding the patent… … It hasn’t been approved yet, but they said it has been accepted. And they said that only the person in question can cancel the application… … .”

My parents’ expressions are filled with despair.

I definitely missed the patent-related part.

Secondly, you can have your idea stolen.

But it is absolutely unacceptable to have the production rights taken away.

Meanwhile, filming preparations continued.

Cameras and microphones are placed everywhere.

Meanwhile, Mom went back to the kitchen and resumed her work.

The moment my mom turned on the fire in the stove to boil the fish cake soup.

Exactly!

An idea came to me with the sound of fire catching.

‘That might be possible.’

I smiled in conversion.

* * *

Today’s broadcast also ends with Baek Jong-woon’s rave reviews.

“It seems like our boss really enjoys this work itself. He always has a smile on his face when he starts working.”

“It’s so nice that everyone is enjoying the food. My son is busy complaining about the side dishes.”

“Really? Oh, that’s really unexpected~.”

“That’s why. You know how when you put stinky tofu in soybean paste stew because you didn’t want to put regular tofu in it, you just ran to the bathroom? You know how you get so worked up when you put soybean paste stew in it?”

“Hmm. Sir, please don’t make soybean paste stew… … .”

The moment my mother’s strange eating habits were captured on camera, someone burst into the store, shoving the door open as if to break it down.

Bang!

The camera pans towards the unexpected intruders.

Two people running in a hurry to catch their breath.

“Ugh- Ugh- Ugh- Ugh- Ugh!”

They were the couple who owned Sanghwa Snacks.

My father shouted.

“What the heck?! You already stole the recipe, and now you’re trying to interfere?”

Then, the owner of Sanghwa Snacks hurriedly answered.

“Were you filming?! Sorry for interrupting! No. On the contrary, it turned out great! The whole nation needs to see this!”

Everyone’s attention is focused on the unknown words.

A bag falls into the silence.

thud.

I don’t know what’s inside, but it looks quite heavy.

The owner of Sanghwa Snacks kneels in front of her bag and begins to unzip it.

Jiiiiiiiiik-

The contents are revealed through the gap in the bag.

money.

It was money.

It is filled with notes ranging from 50,000 won bills to 10,000 won, 5,000 won, 1,000 won, and even 10 won bills.

After a while, the owner of Sanghwa Snack Bar spoke.

“I have committed a mortal sin! Take all of this!”

“… … ?”

Everyone is dumbfounded by the situation that is simply incomprehensible.

The parents, Baek Jong-woon, the cameraman, and the guests who filled the hall.

Even the customers waiting outside were staring blankly at the bags.

I was the only one who could understand the situation.

Kim Nak-su (Sanghwa Bunshik’s female owner): If the menu ‘Ddeok-tteok’ is a plagiarism, all profits of will be transferred to .

Jeong Seong-gu (husband of the owner of Sanghwa Bunsik): If the menu called ‘Ddeok-tteok’ is plagiarized, all profits of will be transferred to .

The fulfillment of the promise was deliberately timed to coincide with the broadcast filming time.

That way, I can get some news material.

If the return was made without a camera, it might be a bit ambiguous as an entertainment article.

I think it would be right to post the article in the social affairs department.

But what if this was caught on camera?

From then on, the entertainment industry will also be eligible to publish articles.

Mom came out of the kitchen.

“Hey, what is this… … What is this situation? Why is there suddenly money… … .”

The explanation by the husband of the owner of Sanghwa Snacks continued.

“We copied and sold the rice cake menu like Copy Ninjas, right?! Then, this profit should have originally come from Sanha’s snack bar! That’s why we brought it back to you! Please accept it! I would gouge out your eyes for copying the broadcast, but my eyesight isn’t so good, so I don’t think I can be of much help! Sorry!”

The owner of Sanghwa Snacks also got involved.

“I was blinded by greed and seduced my husband! The owner of this place even revealed the recipe, right? So I thought that if I made everything similar, from the interior to the menu and even the name of the restaurant, all the customers who were like pigs would flock here! After all, eating is more important than the truth, right?! Isn’t that right, you guys?! I’m bad, but your squinty eyes are even worse. Sob sob sob-.”

The gazes of the customers who stopped using their chopsticks are cold.

Regardless, confession continued.

“Anyway, I brought every single penny of the money! I brought all the money I made while running the store! I borrowed money to cover the credit card payments! I tried to inflate the prices as much as I could while selling them, but that made a lot of money! I think it was the Burberry effect or something! I pulled out every penny in the store! Even the coins that fell on the floor!”

The owner of Sanghwa Snacks pushed her bag forward.

But Mom still couldn’t accept the bag.

I guess it would be scary if they pushed it to that level of madness.

Anyway, it was a good thing.

Because you gave me the timing to intervene.

I turned my back to the camera and microphone and spoke in a small voice.

“If you don’t cancel the patent, I won’t accept this money.”

Prerequisites.

It was a kind of threat that could be used against people who valued keeping promises more than their lives.

The owner of Sanghwa Snack Bar stood up, jerking her body in a fit of convulsions, and shouted.

“Ahhhh! Of course I should do that! Kim Nak-soo, you crazy bitch?! How could you forget such an obvious thing! … … Hello? Yes! This is the Patent Office?! I’m the crazy bitch who stole the recipe for the rice cake and registered it! Please cancel the application! Hurry up!”

She continued to talk on the phone, screaming like a subway villain.

“Why are you canceling it? Then is it right to steal other people’s technology, register a patent, and sell it?! Is that right? Because kids like you keep issuing patents, thieves like Edison are created in this world! Cancel it quickly! I have to return the money to Sanhane’s snack bar, so it’s urgent! What are you looking at for documents, what are you waiting for! No! Cancel it right now! I’ll give you 1 second! 1 second has passed! It’s canceled, right?! It’s not done yet?! It’s too late! If I keep doing this, I’m going to become a grandmaoooooo?!”

What crime did the operator who answered the phone commit?

When I was expressing my condolences to the person on the other end of the phone.

“Cancelled?! Got it! Hang up!”

The call is over.

At the same time, the bag is pushed again.

“Will you accept it now? Please!”

I smiled and asked back.

“Are you going to continue doing business like that?”

“There’s no answer anyway because of the interior design costs, advertising costs, and prepaid card payments! I’m just going to close up shop and put the building up for sale! Are you going to accept it now?!”

I stepped back again and studied my mother’s expression.

Mom still had a puzzled look on her face.

“First, try to get up. The floor is cold, so if you keep kneeling… … .”

The owner and his wife of Sanghwa Snacks started throwing tantrums by lying down on the floor.

“No! I’ll give you money! If you don’t take it, I won’t wake up!”

“Please give me my money! Just give me my money this once!”

Shutters and recording sounds can be heard throughout the store.

I also picked up my phone to take a picture for the article.

At that moment, my mother said.

“Okay, okay. People can be greedy. But since you came with an apology in mind, I don’t think I can refuse. However… … .”

There is a brief silence.

Gulp.

In the silence where you can hear the owner and his wife of Sanghwa Snacks swallowing their saliva.

Mom continued speaking.

“This money is not mine, so I will donate it all to the Children’s Welfare Foundation. There are so many children in this world who don’t have a proper meal. Is that okay?”

It was an amount that could easily amount to tens of millions of won.

It should have been something like my mother’s legitimate intellectual property rights, and compensation for her hard work.

But I didn’t raise any objections.

‘That’s a motherly decision.’

My mother is that kind of person.

one side.

“Oh my, isn’t our mom too kind?”

Bae Eun-ji, who had been in the hall, can be heard muttering.

Looking around, I saw that everyone on the production team had slightly reddened eyes.

Because everyone knows how much my mother has been suffering.

The mother’s angelic decision was all captured on camera.

I smiled happily and opened the status window.

Have you fulfilled your promise?

Y/N

By clicking Yes, the promise between the owner and wife of Sanghwa Snacks was fulfilled.

Slowly, the madness fades from the two people’s focus.

“Huh… …? What did I just do?”

“No, if you give us that money, we… … .”

MC Kim Sang-jun clapped and shouted.

“The owner of Sanhaene Snack Bar is really cool, but the two people who came to admit their mistakes and apologize like this also showed great courage! Everyone! Please give them a round of applause and remember this beautiful scene!”

Clap clap clap clap clap… … !

The excuses of the Sanghwa Snacks owner and his wife were drowned out by the applause.

That’s what I said.

‘Honest people should make a lot of money. Isn’t that a proper society?’

Didn’t you say that?

* * *

A few days later.

I checked the broadcast response on my cell phone.

Comments on news articles and community comments all have the same reaction.

There is an air of relief at the fact that the original owner has regained his patent rights.

Also, the number of customers increased several times due to the mother’s generous attitude.

‘Are you saying you’ll pay for this?’

A new word that means “give me money to get married” is trending because it means giving me money to get married.

Mom was getting really upset right now because of the skyrocketing sales.

They couldn’t handle the influx of customers, so they even had to have their older and younger aunts come out to run the second and third branches?

‘You two are so trustworthy that there’s nothing to worry about… … .’

I’m glad that the patent issue was also resolved well.

With the help of Chef Baek Jong-un, we were able to quickly complete patent registration.

In addition, it is said that he is planning to support the meal kit business at his discretion.

In fact, other side profits didn’t really matter.

Just the fact that I got my mother’s smile back was reward enough for me.

“… … But why is no one home?”

Even after waiting for a long time, no one came.

Even though my parents were busy closing the store, I was a little curious why my younger sister wasn’t there.

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

At that moment, the sound of the door lock being slowly pressed was heard.

It looks like my parents are back.

I got up to say hello.

“I’m back.”

I heard Idain’s weak greeting.

“What were you doing to get here so late?”

“Not really.”

Idain weakly placed her cell phone on the table and headed to the bathroom.

“Have you eaten? If you haven’t eaten anything―”

thud.

The bathroom door closes with a somewhat rough sound.

I could clearly tell that something was up.

These days, I haven’t been able to pay much attention to my younger brother because of Im Se-yeol’s drug problem and the filming of the Alley Restaurant show.

In particular, I am strangely bothered by a voice that is unusually weak.

‘Come to think of it, when I called you a few days ago to ask you to post a notice on SNS, your voice sounded somewhat weak.’

This may be an unnecessary interference.

Or maybe it’s because of the sensitive emotions that are characteristic of adolescence.

But this time, I didn’t feel good at all.

The phone is not locked yet.

If you tap quickly, you might be able to check Idain’s chat.

‘Is it an invasion of privacy or concern for the family?’

While I was just staring at the screen, unable to choose either one.

Tiring!

A text message popped up as a notification.

I read the message that appeared on my sister’s cell phone screen.

and.

“Huh? What are these guys… … ?”

I couldn’t help but feel angry and embarrassed.