“Assistant Manager Lee.
Pant, pant.”
Seeing her, Hye-won couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.
She, too, had once climbed this path with her breath catching in her throat.
But after six years of commuting, she had gained, as if by reward, solid muscles and an endurance that rarely faltered.
“Hang in there, Ms.
So-young.
You’ll get used to it after about a year of climbing.”
“Yes.
But.
Pant, pant.”
So-young breathed roughly, barely managing to continue.
“The new team leader.
Pant, pant.
Did you hear?
Pant, pant.”
“Hear what?”
“Pant, pant.
They say his qualifications are no joke. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Pant, pant.”
She’s going to pass out.
“Haa.
Is that so?
What exactly are his qualifications?”
Hye-won’s tone was laced with sarcasm and annoyance.
“Pant, pant.
First, he graduated from NYU, and he even got a master’s from the Royal College of Art, pant, pant.”
Hye-won frowned and clicked her tongue.
Then she recalled the previous team leader.
That guy also had bachelor’s and master’s degrees from a renowned university in the Republic of Korea.
Like a character from some movie, he would boast about his connections, saying who he knew and his alumni, stopping just short of directly saying, “Hey, I know your Police Chief, man.”
But that guy didn’t know.
Small companies required each individual to do the work of a hundred and to achieve maximum results with minimum cost, and most importantly, this kind of work wasn’t done through connections.
In the end, without accomplishing anything properly, he grumbled about the lack of capital and how the company’s investment scale was too far below his own, and resigned voluntarily after six months.
‘Qualifications like that aren’t even worth giving to a dog.’
Hye-won’s voice became even more irritable.
“Honestly.
Let those in their own world stick to their own world.
Why does a Special-A step into a B-grade playground?
Is it because they’d only be a tail in the Special-A grade, so they’d rather be a head in the B-grade?
That mindset is truly pathetic.”
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and Hye-won strode up the hill like a professional mountaineer.
Ignorance truly makes one brave.
To put another person with such qualifications in that position.
Just as Hye-won and So-young finally reached the top of the hill, an irritating car horn blared from behind them.
Honk!
“Ah!
You startled me.
What kind of jerk is honking in the alley…”