“I don’t like it.”
“You don’t like it?”
The voices from the past and present overlapped. Jin Tae Jo, frowning slightly, glanced at the person sitting next to him with his eyes.
As the bundle of papers in his tight grip crumpled, Woo Hyun flinched, as if stung, and pulled back.
“What, why! You have a lot of money. Are you complaining about giving a million won as a prize? A million won is like loose change from your bank balance!”
What nonsense is he talking about?
Jin Tae Jo, who had been letting Woo Hyun’s words go in one ear and out the other, glanced down at the documents with a grim expression.
The schedule for a workshop cum retreat scheduled for April was in his hand.
Judging by Woo Hyun’s fuss about the prize money, it seemed to be related to the treasure hunt, which was part of the retreat schedule.
The treasure hunt was one of the programs that Director Kang had included last year instead of hiking.
There had been a lot of complaints that adults playing treasure hunt was childish, but when it was announced that the first prize was a million won in cash, the participation rate among the employees was the highest.
Of course, there were some who gave up halfway and took an early rest in the shade.
“If I put up a million won, you also put up. The rest for the 2nd and 3rd prize.”
“How much do you think my salary is? Do you want to rip me off that much?”
Isn’t his salary the second highest after mine?
“Why on earth is the 2nd, 3rd prize money in cash too? Last year, only the 1st prize was in cash.”
“It’s the second time, so it needs to be upgraded. And there’s no better prize than cash! There needs to be such rewards for everyone to actively participate.”
At this rate, would he suck out one of the pillars of the company every year?
“Alright. So I’m a hundred, you’re eighty.”
“You’re a hundred and fifty, I’m thirty.”
When Woo Hyun tried to cut down his share in the middle of it, Tae Jo let out a hollow laugh.
That little rascal… is it less painful when the money comes out of my pocket than his?
“….Alright, do as you please.”
As Tae Jo gestured to move on to the next agenda, Woo Hyun passed the documents over with a bright smile.
“Oh, are you going too this time?”
“I’ll see then. Is the list of attendees all set?”
“Well, almost all the office staff are. But the managers and celebrities are still undecided. If a schedule comes up in between, they can’t come, and if they don’t want to come, we can’t force them.”
“Alright.”
“But Seok Joo said he will come.”
The question wasn’t about Bear’s attendance.
“Oh, and these guys are the ones we’re debuting this time. These kids these days are so talented, and handsome. They’re still deciding on the concept, but what do you think from your perspective?”
Tae Jo flipped through the photos on the tablet Woo Hyun handed him. It was a boy idol group they had been preparing since last spring, even scouting a visual director.
“It seems that these kind of faces are popular these days?”
The men, who hadn’t even turned twenty yet, were more aptly described as pretty rather than handsome, with their soft, downy faces.
“It seems so. Ah, Se Kyung is a former idol, she would know better than us. Should we ask her?”
“That’s it. No need to bother. I’ve scouted experts, so your team should handle it well. Confirm with me after your team makes the final selection.”
“Got it.”
“Rest a bit before you proceed with the rest.”
Tae Jo rose from his seat, dusting himself off. Whether he knew that Woo Hyun had been lost in thought during the meeting, Woo Hyun obediently nodded in agreement.
As they went up to the roof, a refreshing wind, having cooled the previous chill, tousled their hair.
Tae Jo moved to a deserted side, drawing on his cigarette as he remembered the conversation he had had with Se Kyung.
“…I refuse.”
The voice he exhaled with the smoke scattered nonchalantly.
The day he met Principal Shim, Se Kyung’s response to Tae Jo’s marriage proposal was…
“I refuse.”
that.
Assuming that she, who liked him and even had his child, would naturally agree to marry him, her rejection was quite a shock.
Hence, Tae Jo asked Se Kyung why she didn’t want to marry him. After a brief pause, she spoke.
“You don’t even like me, Mr. President.”
Struck dumb, Tae Jo was at a loss for words. Se Kyung finished her sentence with a weak smile, as if she had expected his reaction.
“If it’s a sense of responsibility, you don’t need to marry me, Mr. President. I don’t intend to force you into marriage just because I have your child.”
Responsibility.
Tae Jo mulled over her words. Had he really proposed to Se Kyung out of a sense of responsibility?
“So, you’re saying you won’t marry me and you’ll raise the child on your own?”
“Yes. I won’t be able to work for a while… but I’ve saved some money. I’ll be fine.”
He knew. He knew how much money Se Kyung had been able to save.
Being the head of her agency, how could he not know how hard she had worked?
But even if Se Kyung said she was okay, Tae Jo was not.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
