Secretary Gwanggong's Survival Diary-Chapter 82

“I think it’s here....”

After finishing a rather long shopping trip, I picked up Choi Hyun-jin and took her to the place the general secretary had taken a picture of.

“It looks like a very expensive place....”

Yes, it's an expensive place. It's a hotel restaurant where steaks smaller than the palm of your hand cost hundreds of thousands of won. Each table is separated into a separate room, so it's a restaurant often visited by high-ranking people who want to avoid someone's gaze. Since it wasn't his first time there, he guided Choi Hyun-jin to the room he had reserved.

“You’re late, Team Leader Baek.”

I ran into the general secretary in the hallway in front of the room. I didn't make any excuses for arriving earlier than the time I was told or for being late because I was buying Choi Hyun-jin's stuff. The old man probably just wanted to blame me.

“Aren’t you two going to eat anyway?”

“No way.”

The general secretary answered my question with a breathy laugh. Then he opened the sliding door slightly and pushed Choi Hyun-jin in, and naturally everyone's eyes turned inward.

“I don’t know how long the CEO has been waiting for Choi Hyun-jin.”

I could see Yoon Tae-oh's back. I couldn't help but recognize the clothes I had made him wear this morning, and the back of his head that I saw every day. So, I had dressed up the person who was going to have dinner with Yoon Tae-oh...?

“Oh. Can you buy me some digestive medicine? I feel a little sick after a long car ride.”

What is that tone of voice that makes you talk to me like you're talking to your subordinate? Choi Hyun-jin, who gave me a request that sounded like an order in a small voice, nodded her head with a smile on her face and greeted me. Choi Hyun-jin's voice greeting Yoon Tae-oh could be heard faintly, and the general secretary closed the door after saying only one word.

“What are you doing? I need to go buy some digestive medicine.”

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- VIP dining is getting longer.

The news of the room where Yoon Tae-oh and Choi Hyun-jin were together was delivered via the in-ear. Somehow, I couldn't even leave work and was held back, waiting for them to finish their meal. This was also the general secretary's order.

"ha...."

Yes. This is my original job. I've been mostly assisting Yoon Tae-oh's company work lately, so I've forgotten about it.

“Just one, just one.”

“When did Team Leader Kang arrive again?”

Kang Seok-ho, whom I met for the first time today, sat down in front of me while saying something I didn't understand.

“Either you sigh or eat steak, just do one thing. Why sigh while eating?”

“I have no appetite....”

“Of course. In this situation, you’re the only one eating, Team Leader Baek, so it’s normal for you to have no appetite.”

What are you talking about? Why are you foolishly waiting while starving? If you get a call, you can just go out and eat. I absolutely don't want to work while giving up on meals. It's annoying to work overtime without knowing when it'll end.

“But why are you here? I heard you were absent due to housekeeping.”

“Did you know?”

“As the representative said.”

... What? So Yoon Tae-oh already knew I wasn’t there...?

“And?”

“What are you drawing?”

“Aside from that, did the representative say anything else?”

“Uh... um....”

Kang Seok-ho took the fork in my hand and ate the whole steak, lost in thought for a moment. This little shit is just naturally stealing food.

“Ah! I think you said it went well....”

That's good, La. At Kang Seok-ho's words, I stopped gesturing to bring back my steak. What exactly was good about it?

It was already strange. The person who had to look for Secretary Kim dozens of times a day was so quiet. I wondered if he had been so busy since returning to the headquarters that he didn’t even know who was around, but when I heard that he already knew about my absence, I felt a little disappointed. I never thought there would come a day when I would miss Secretary Kim’s complaints, which I didn’t want to hear so much.

“Hey! Why are you acting so serious just because I stole some food? You’re just a little greedy person.”

Kang Seok-ho put the steak I was eating back on a plate and pushed it towards me. My already poor appetite had already disappeared.

“Team Leader, have you heard anything else from the CEO?”

“...What are you talking about?”

“Just, haa... there isn’t any?”

I # Nоvеlight # don't know exactly what answer I want to hear. I just want to know why Yoon Tae-oh is having a meal with Choi Hyun-jin. Maybe because I didn't see Yoon Tae-oh today, I just wanted to hear something.

“Hey, the old secretary is causing quite a stir as soon as he gets back. He even changed his security schedule on his own, so starting tomorrow, I’m going to be a house guarding dog. I can’t even go near the CEO.”

“Even the team leader...?”

“That’s right. It seems like the mother-in-law is really determined to fuck me.”

Yoon Tae-oh must also know the current situation. And didn't he say something on his way back from Jeju Island? There must be a reason why he's watching this shitty situation. No, he has to.

- VIP is moving.

Finally, the long overtime work is over. We can hear later what the general secretary is talking about and why Yoon Tae-oh is playing along with the rhythm. I don't know what it's like outside, but at home, I can talk to Yoon Tae-oh without anyone interrupting me.

“Let’s go too.”

Hearing the news from In-Ear, I got up from my seat with Kang Seok-Ho. There was only one lobby, so I waited at the entrance where Yoon Tae-Oh would come out for a long time. He was strangely out of sight for a long time. There was no way I could have missed that big guy.

“What? What happened?”

Kang Seok-ho's patience ran out before mine. When I asked a question into the microphone in a somewhat irritated tone, a voice on the other end responded with a puzzled voice.

- That's... You came out, but you're headed to your hotel room. With Beta.

I wondered if the story I heard was true. But when I saw Kang Seok-ho looking at me with a confused expression as if he was looking into my mind, it seemed right. Yoon Tae-oh went up to the guest room with Choi Hyun-jin.

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“Are you okay?”

“Huh? Oh... yes. What else would be wrong?”

Kang Seok-ho dropped me off at home. I stood there blankly when I heard the radio message that Yoon Tae-oh had gone up to his room, and Kang Seok-ho ran over and saw it with his own eyes. According to him, he saw Yoon Tae-oh holding Choi Hyun-jin’s shoulder and getting on the elevator, so it wasn’t a lie from ‘someone’.

Then, I had to leave the hotel with Kang Seok-ho at the order of the general secretary to disperse. The old man's smile, like the composure of a winner, was a bonus.

“Hey. It’s not like it happened just a day or two... Well, from your perspective, it could be a bit like that... Sigh. I don’t know, either.”

Was he trying to comfort me without knowing how to do it? Kang Seok-ho ended up comforting me awkwardly because he knew to some extent how I felt about Yoon Tae-oh. However, it seems that I also don’t understand the current situation.

“There must be a reason. Anyone can see that it looks unnatural.”

“Huh? Oh... That’s right! It’s unnatural!”

“It must have been planned by the general secretary.”

“That’s right! There’s no way our CEO would do that, right?”

... The loyal dog was kidnapped. But now that I've said it with my own mouth, my thoughts have become a little more concise.

“Thank you for the ride. I’ll go in and take a look.”

Although I still feel noisy inside, strangely, I don't feel like I'm in a completely different mood. On the surface, these incidents between Choi Hyun-jin and the general secretary seem like their victory. But I still don't feel like I should step down.

When I got home, it was a little past nine o'clock. I washed up and changed clothes. When I went to the kitchen, I saw some ingredients that I had stopped preparing for dinner earlier. I put them in the fridge but changed my mind. When Yoon Tae-oh came back, he might be looking for a midnight snack.

He was the one who often looked for ramen even though he definitely didn't like it that much. Instead of just serving the same ramen every time, it wouldn't be a bad idea to prepare something that Yoon Tae-oh would like a little more today.

“I think alcohol would be better....”

There are so many things I want to talk about today. I changed my mind and prepared whiskey and simple snacks that Yoon Tae-oh often drinks. First, I think it would be good to ask about the general secretary's intentions.

And if you get a chance, it's okay to bring up something a little more serious. For example, the story of the Rut, or the reason why he came to hate Omega. Or... what does Yoon Tae-oh think of me?

Knock, knock, knock.

People become similar. I sat down at the dining table and tapped my index finger on the marble table, just like Yoon Tae-oh did. While I was trying to organize the thoughts that were floating around in my head, the house felt unusually quiet. It was always like that. Without Yoon Tae-oh, the house was unnecessarily large and lonely.

Ten o'clock.

As I sat quietly, the table felt empty, so I made a few more snacks. I also brought out a couple more different types of alcohol. I also lowered the lighting in the room to change the atmosphere a little.

Eleven o'clock.

I took out my number one treasure. A bowl of ramen. It's late and I might be feeling empty. At this hour, I can't help but think of ramen for no reason.

Twelve o'clock.

Watching time pass by so quickly, as if someone is fast-forwarding, I strangely feel anxious. I have completely made up my mind. Today, I must tell Yoon Tae-oh about the Rut story. As for the aftermath... I want to think about it later. Maybe this is also a bad decision. However, seeing that my heart becomes anxious just by thinking about Yoon Tae-oh being with Choi Hyun-jin, I know that I will definitely say those words.

It could be jealousy. Even if I don't win Yoon Tae-oh's heart, I hate Choi Hyun-jin. Even if the world is ruined because the story is going awry. And, a glimmer of hope still exists. Yoon Tae-oh's attitude toward me, that's hope.

So let's talk, let's have a conversation, let's spill the beans.

I made up my mind like that, but why?

Why doesn’t Yoon Tae-oh come back? One o’clock, two o’clock, three o’clock... The morning sun finally rises beyond the large windows. It seemed as if the resolutions I had worked so hard to make during the night would melt away in the rising sun.

In the end, Yoon Tae-oh did not come.