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101 Dignity (3)

Hotel Chosun.

This restaurant is famous for its 3-star Michelin-starred kaiseki cuisine.

This is a place where you have to pour out a month's worth of food for an average office worker to have a meal.

today.

Professor Young-geun Lee and his publisher came to eat.

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To be precise, to the alley right next to Hotel Chosun.

Tub Tuk Tuk-

Professor Young-geun Lee and the person in charge passed through the winding alleys, and arrived at the shabby-looking Seolleongtang restaurant that seems to have been around for 50 years.

rattle-

They open the old wooden door and enter.

The quiet sound of the scenery greeted them.

“Hey, is the writer here? Two seolleongtang today, right?”

A middle-aged woman carrying a meal recognized Professor Young-geun Lee and immediately spoke to her.

Professor Young-geun Lee saw the warm impression of the swing, and a smile came to his face.

“Yes, yes. Please enjoy it.”

When Professor Young-geun Lee nodded her head and said, a middle-aged woman walked over to her kitchen with a bright smile.

after a while.

widely-

Two bowls of hot seolleongtang were placed in front of them.

A smile bloomed on Professor Young-geun Lee's face as he looked at the steaming pot.

"thank you."

Professor Young-geun Lee said to a middle-aged woman.

"Bon appetite! If there is something missing, please tell me.”

Then a middle-aged woman left her warm words and approached the other guests.

“After all, this house’s seolleongtang is delicious. Isn't this the leader?"

Professor Young-geun Lee, who had a spoonful of clear seolleongtang soup, said with a smile on his face. The person in charge who was throwing green onions in the earthenware nodded his head with a grin.

She puts a little sesame oil on top of the squid, which is shimmering in squid, and cut into large pieces.

White rice with cabbage kimchi and yellow millet placed next to it.

And in front of them, a pot of steaming hot steam rising.

It's a bountiful prize that you can't ask for more for one meal.

It was a strange meal in itself to be able to taste for only 6,000 won.

Huruk-

When Professor Young-geun Lee wiped the sweat from his forehead and drank the seolleongtang broth, the person in charge in front carefully buried it.

“I, sir. This house's seolleongtang is really delicious...but I'm so sorry that I only eat seolleongtang every time. It's a corporate card anyway..."

Then, Professor Young-geun Lee glances at the person in charge, picks it up, and laughs.

“What’s so special about good food? Good food is good food. I mean, are you secretly pressuring me to only eat seolleongtang every day? Want to eat something expensive with a corporate card?”At the professor's words, the person in charge shook his head.

“Oh, sir, where is it that I want to eat? I have to serve it, but I eat it simple every day, so it’s because I’m not good with noodles.”

“It’s a joke, it’s a joke. i don't know that But corporate cards are company money anyway. Can I use it personally?”

“Ah, but still, if you are a teacher, you can use it enough.”

As the person in charge spoke, Professor Lee shook his head and opened his mouth.

“Hey, this guy. If you have the money for that, give the young employees more bonuses. What am I doing to earn enough money?”

It was a stubborn attitude, as if he could not concede this alone.

Then the person in charge nodded his head with a look that he couldn't stop.

It was because I knew that Professor Young-geun Lee was quite sloppy in this regard.

“Nevertheless, I will take you to a better place next time. If there had been a house that was good at making full-size stencils nearby, I would have taken them there... It's a pity."

Of course, from the perspective of hosting him, it was inevitably burdensome to serve seolleongtang or alum every time.

In fact, if he was at the level of a professor, it was common for him to serve fancy food at every meal at other companies.

So, from the point of view of the person in charge, I wanted to avoid as much as possible anything that could come out behind the scenes.

When the person in charge said again as if he was sorry for not being able to come, Professor Young-geun Lee opened his mouth with an expression that he couldn't stop him.

“Hey, this guy. It's because I'm not such a fancy person. Ummm... Then, let's eat a suitable Korean food next time. At this age, if you pretend to be eating that big seat, you will be scolded by the CEO.”

Only then did the officer nod his head.

Even if it evolved from Seolleongtang to Hanjeongsik, it was the first time in almost a year.

so after a while.

widely-

By the time Professor Lee put down the spoon and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

“Teacher...But when will this writing start?”

The person in charge who emptied the earthenware looked at Professor Lee's eyes and said.

I'll be full, because now it's time to talk about business.

But at that moment.

Professor Young-geun Lee's face hardened.

The change was clearly visible because it was Professor Lee who had always had a gentle smile on his face.

“Teacher, maybe I made a mistake…”

When the person in charge asked Professor Lee with a surprised expression.

The professor shook his head bitterly.

"No, it's not because of this team leader... There's something I don't like... Once that's settled, I'll have to start after that."

"Yes? a tie-up? What the hell happened?”

“I have a cheeky little boy. I thought it would be more comfortable to start after seeing him get kicked out without his tail.”

The professor's expression hardened even more when he finished speaking.

It was because there was a memory that flashed through his mind the moment he heard the previous person in charge.

‘I’ll sell my problem book, [The Standard of the Korean Language] four times more.’

A man who has completely rejected his own proposal.

It was the memory of Kim Joon-young.

'upstart.'

Anger appeared on Professor Young-geun Lee's face.

When I first heard that CEO Lee was working on a fairly large-scale study material project, I knew that he would of course ask for himself as the lead author.

In the meantime, his name was listed in most of the study books promoted by Globian.

but after some time.

'Oh... Sir, that's... someone else this time...'

Hearing the sound of some kind of 'deaf' coming in the place he thought would be his seat, he felt confused.

It was because he knew how dangerous the path his nephew and thugs were taking, as he had been rolling on this floor for 60 years.

‘I didn’t even know that a big deal was going to happen when I was hanged by that swindler. Eh.’

In my mind, I wanted to leave it alone whether it was porridge or rice.

Professor Young-geun Lee could not let Yi-jin go down such a dangerous path.

because.

‘Young-geun. Do you remember the first day we met?’

It was because the words the former president had said to him were deeply engraved in his heart.

The day that Jin Lee inherited the position of CEO.

‘Why did you go over the wall of our house because you were kicked out during the protest that day? Then I was really surprised. While I was washing my face, some black guy asked me to live with all my tears and runny nose... Thinking about it now, I don't know what kind of spirit I was nodding my head in.'

When the former CEO brought up an old story that he had never heard before.

He knew what the former president wanted to say.

that is.

‘So… take care of our benefactors a lot. Why did he have to die like you said when he was young? As you know, he's so naive, so you don't entangle strange people, you know...?'

to take good care of his son.

Since the former CEO himself has now stepped down from the front line of management, Professor Lee asked for help directly or indirectly.

Close relationship for the past 30 years.

He could not refuse the request of his older brother, who had shared the joys and sorrows of his life.

But.

'Prof. The matter has already been decided by the company, and it is difficult to change it now.’

In fact, his nephew was just horrified by Jun-young's words and was only hostile to him.

'What happened to that good guy...'

It was sad.

And the hostility towards Kim Jun-young, who possessed his nephew, burned fiercely as much as the depth of regret.

Kook-

The professor grabbed his hand.

The tissue in his hand was wrinkled and wrinkled.

Then the person in charge looked at Lee Young-geun with surprised eyes.

It was because it was the first time I had seen Professor Lee like this in the past five years.

But then.

Professor Lee looked at the person in charge and opened his mouth.

“I have only one request for you.”

* * *

a few days later.

Global representative office.Druck-

When Professor Young-geun Lee just opened the door of the representative room and entered.

“You have come. I was waiting.”

Junyoung got up from his seat as if he was waiting and said.

Then, Professor Young-geun Lee, who came into the representative room with great momentum, looked at Joon-young with a confused expression.

'what?'

Two weeks ago, after confirming through his manager that his book was selling better than Junyoung's book.

Because of this, he came in expecting Jun-young's expression to wrinkle as soon as he saw him.

However.

Instead of wrinkling his expression, Jun-young just looked at him with a cheekier expression than the last time.

‘Can’t this be?’

Professor Lee looked at Jun-young and Lee Yeon-jin with a slightly bewildered expression.

OK.

“Come over here and have a cup of tea. The tea has just been brewed and it smells so good.”

Joon-young said with a calm expression.

It was a clean face with no malice in it.

‘Please, come and see me now. What is this?’

No matter how much I thought about it, there seemed to be no other answer than that.

If not, it means that he does not even know that he has been defeated ... In fact, the possibility of that is quite low since it was information that Lee Yi-jin, the head of the publishing company, wanted to know immediately.

‘Somehow, that cheeky guy said hello first.’

Only then did a smile return to Professor Young-geun Lee's face.

He slowly went to the place where Joon-young and Ion-jin were and sat down.

“Heh heh, you seem to have come to your senses now, don’t you? Yes, young people should know how to admit defeat. cancer."

Professor Young-geun Lee said with a bright expression.

It was because he was thinking of taking care of the elders' generosity to some extent if he lowered his tail from the other side first.

In fact, he was the first person to like this representative who thought of him as a nephew, so he had the intention of raising him as a successor if he only had a little respect for his elders.

of course.

‘Hmm, even if it’s unreasonable to pay all the publishing costs, it would be okay to adjust the royalties ratio.’

Before that, though, some discipline will be needed.

But.

“What do you mean? Defeat?”

Jun-young just looked at the professor with an expression of what nonsense he was saying.

Then, Professor Lee's expression, which had been slightly relaxed before, hardened in an instant.

“You… are you going to keep doing this? I guess I haven't heard from Lee yet how much I value my promises. It won't be good for you if you keep doing this. Do you understand?”

The professor said in a stern tone.

At the same time, he looked back at Jun-young and Lee Yeon-jin for a moment, and the form was like saying, ‘If you say this much, you’ll know what to gear’.

However.

Joon-young just smiles and responds.

“You haven’t checked it yet?”

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