My Dad Is Too Strong

"Please choose a dinner menu, sir."

Lee Yeon-ji, who is in charge of the department's clerical work, approached kindly and handed out the paper. Dojun calmly received the paper. Various types of beef, pork belly, sashimi, and pigs' feet were listed. Usually, in other departments, if the section chief chooses the menu he wants to eat, it is a structure that employees follow, while it was different from crack management.

"Am I the last?"

"Yes, everyone else has checked. Oh, except for the chief. You know that, right? The chief's style."

Dojun smiled and nodded.

The section chief was the last to choose the section chief because he was afraid that his subordinates would be wary of him if he checked first. Dojun skimmed through the menu. Beef was number one, raw fish was number two....... There was not a single vote for pork belly.

'That must be beef.'

The company dinner menu is always a majority vote.

Dojun wanted to eat pork belly today for some reason.

After thinking for a while, Dojun checked the pork belly.

It was then.

"Yeon-ji, they want you to come down right now for the general training."

Another department and Seomu, who peered through the open automatic door of the office, beckoned. Lee Yeon-ji opened her eyes round like a rabbit and said, "Ah! I forgot!' he mumbled and bit his lower lip. Then he began to look alternately at the menu survey table of the company dinner that Dojun was holding and other departments and clerks.

"I'll bring it to you, so go to the training."

"Oh, thank you! I'm so busy today......... Well, please do me a favor!"

Knock and enter the chief's office.

Dojun bowed briefly. Manager, Kim Deok-bae nodded and received greetings.

"Excuse me, sir. This is the dinner table for tonight's dinner."

"Yes. Thank you."

Swoosh.

Kim Duk-bae looked at the questionnaire. More than ten people checked the beef.

This makes an inward decision that the dinner will be served with beef.

Then, he looked at the "pork belly" item that Dojun checked alone.

"I'm sorry, but I'll have pork belly next time. It's a little bit because I only have one vote."

Everything has to be a majority vote to make no noise.

It was the style of exaggeration.

"Yes, sir."

"Oh, and while you're here, I need to talk to you about something, so sit there for a moment."

Kim Deok-bae rose from his seat, beckoning with a sofa to entertain guests.

Then he clicked on the mouse a few times, and sat across from Dojun holding the printed printout from the print. Kim Deok-bae put the print before Dojun.

"This one?"

"a special recruitment letter from the Hunter Administration Bureau. I heard you're hiring one of the eighth-grade crack management jobs, but I was wondering if you had any idea."

Every year, Hunter Management Bureau conducts special recruitment for Grade 8 civil servants among local government crack management positions. The eight-level crackers who work for local governments called the special recruitment a "rising status" among themselves. It was because if hired, the annual salary would at least quadruple.

"If you have any thoughts, I'll write you a letter of recommendation.”

Do-joon was a waste to rot in Seoul City Hall.

Because there were few TOs for crack management positions, there was a limit to promotion within the city hall. If you think about the future, it was best to go to the Hunter Administration.

"It's all right."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, thank you for your attention."

"I won't have a chance next year."

His eyes look like they'really sad.

If you were a normal person, you would bow 'thank you!' Currently, Seoul City Hall has the highest position among local governments in the country. If the section chief wrote a letter of recommendation here, he could enter the Hunter Administration by direct mail.

"I'll only take your heart."

"......then there's nothing we can do. Oh, and don't mention that you were going to go somewhere else and write a recommendation letter. Other employees misunderstand. You've done a good job, so I brought it up first, but when I hear other employees, they might be jealous because they think you're the only one who favors them."

Regardless of his ability to work, Kim Deok-bae made it a rule to treat all employees "equally." This is because I didn't want any trouble to arise for no reason. Do-joon was also well aware of the fact.

"Okay. Well, I'll go to work."

"Yes."

Soon, Do-jun left the manager's office.

Kim Duk-bae checked his wristwatch.

***

Kwon Hyuk-soo examined the budget. Once we entered the financial system, we could look at the items assigned to the Crack Management Department in the year. From labor costs paid to hunters to public administration costs, office expenses and equipment costs. Except for labor costs (because there were few hunters at the time), management, office and equipment costs, which were far short until two years ago, were overflowing.

The reason for this phenomenon was not because the city council had a lot of budget.

After signing a business agreement with Hunter Management, the management bureau has been lavishly supporting the budget as if it were bursting at the Han River. privileges not enjoyed by other local governments

Why did this happen?

The answer was very simple. In conclusion, it was all thanks to Dojun.

Kwon Hyuk-soo was able to provide endless support for the Hunters' equipment.

Pull up.

Out of the section chief's office, Do-joon sat down. Kwon Hyuk-soo glanced at Dojun for a moment. Director and S-class Hunters serve you like a god....... No, isn't it really God? I sometimes imagine. Kwon focused again on the monitor after raising his glasses.

"I'm going to the administration.”

"Yes! See you later. Chief."

Kang Chul-soo confirmed that Kim Deok-bae was out and sat down again.

"Dojun."

"Yes, sir."

"Did the section chief ask you to have beef on the menu?"

"Because we always go by majority vote."

"Aing. I wanted to eat raw fish after a long time. It doesn't matter if I beg you to eat raw fish like that."

Kang Chul-soo grumbled like a child grumbling at the side dishes. At that time, Park Jong-min, the chief of the next seat, was giggling.

"Kang Gye-jang, if you wanted to eat raw fish so badly, you should have told the staff to dip it in. Like me."

"I don't do anything so cowardly, man. Let's play fair and square. If you go around saying you want to eat beef in the morning, would you take a picture of what you want to eat?"

"Phew."

"Tell the chief, all the staff knows it's useless. It's a majority decision anyway. Did you see me side by side with someone? Absolutely not."

"Yes."

Park Jong-min was annoying, but he couldn't refute it.

Because we all chose the right words.

"By the way, it's nice that Hunter's administration dropped a lot of money. You can have a company dinner to your heart's content without worrying about money."

Anyway, Park Jong-min grinned at the thought of eating beef today.

Not because of the mood, but certainly the treatment of Kim Duk-bae has changed.

When you visit Hunter Administration and submit your ID card, the receptionist showed as polite words and actions as possible.

Compared to two years ago, it was a difference between the sky and the ground.

"Park Jung-ryul, director of planning, will be here in five minutes. Could you wait in this office for a moment?”

Enter the boardroom under the guidance of the staff.

I wouldn't have dreamt of it in the past.

I can't believe you had a private meeting with the director of the Greater Hunter Administration.

Seoul City Hall is now one of the top five guilds.

Suddenly, I remembered comments circulating on the Internet.

"Five guilds...….'

What used to be a joke became a reality.

People were now really thinking of Seoul City Hall as a 'great guild'.

The Seoul Metropolitan Government, which had about 10 contract hunters and the maximum grade was C, currently has a number of Class A and Class B hunters, led by Class S Hunter, Cha Ye-ji. Who can ignore it?

'Thanks to the staff's good work.’

It wasn't that Kim Deok-bae didn't try. There was no harvest, although he ran on his own to break the situation and did business to win one more contract hunter. I don't know why all of a sudden, but at one point, Seoul City Hall began to grow rapidly.

'I cry whenever I think about that time.’

at the time of stealing the snow

Park Jung-ryul, the planning director, came in. Kim Deok-bae, who was sitting on the sofa, wakes up and salutes. I don't know why he called me, but I'm sure there will be a positive situation anyway.

"Thank you for taking the time to find us in your busy schedule."

"No, of course I'll visit the director when he calls."

The employee brings the car and puts it in front of him and goes out.

The tea tasted amazing. Is it because of the atmosphere? Kim Deok-bae smiled thinly.

But... why did you really call me?

"I just wanted to see you because I want to know if there's anything wrong with the crack management department and if there's anything wrong with it."

"...Oh, what have I've been up to. It's very good these days. There's no accident. It's all thanks to Hunter's help."

"Okay. Is there anything else we can do for you?"

"Oh, no. How can you help me out here?"

Budget support alone is worth hundreds of billions of dollars.

Money is the best in a materialistic society.

Two men were in low spirits.

"How's your boss?"

Kim Deok-bae thought with his mouth shut for a moment.

It was obvious that he was referring to an employee other than himself. But the question is, who is the "supervisor?

"Who are you talking about?”

"Oh, of course it's Lee Do-joon."

"Dojun... Why would you...…."

"......."

There was a moment of silence between the two men.

"Why? He...…."

Wait a minute.

Park Jung-ryul opened his mouth slightly in shock.

"You don't know?"

"What do you... ...have you met Mr. Dojun?"

"Wait or not! And so did the other board members, but I shook hands with him!"

"No....... well, maybe even shake hands..."

"A handshake!"

Shake hands! It's not something you can do recklessly!“

What the hell is it?

This reaction is... ...

Why is he putting a blood clot on his neck?

"Doh-joon... No, he's not even a celebrity."

"Excuse me, sir. You really don't know? If you've been with us for a long time, you've seen and heard something."

"Well, I don't know."

at Kim Deok-bae's perception

Dojun was just a diligent and good worker.

That's all I've seen and heard with my eyes.

Slurping.

"Don't you know that the Hunter Administration and the 4th Guild are under the leadership of Lee Do-joon?”

Kim Deok-bae spat out the tea.

***

"Come on, let's get ready."

"Where did we book? Hanwoochon?"

As soon as it was six o'clock, the staff prepared to join the company dinner.

In particular, Park Jong-min's smile was prevalent in his mouth.

Kang Chul-soo looked at his wristwatch and said,

"You're late, section chief. Let's call him."

I was about to make a phone call.

The automatic door of the office opened, and Kim Deok-bae came in.

Kim Deok-bae looked at Do-jun as he was getting ready to leave work.

"Excuse me, sir, you can leave right away! The place is hanwoo....."

"Let's go eat pork belly."

"......chon."

Park Jong-min blinked.

Kim Deok-bae said.

"I think I'm allergic to beef. And the doctor told me to eat pork belly today."

"......."

Saying so, Kim Deok-bae left the office.

The staff start to chatter down among themselves.

Honestly, I'm a little tired of beef.

Shh. Chief Park, listen.

Kang Chul-soo giggled at Park Jong-min, who was gray.

"What are you doing? Let's go."

"......I'm sure he had four servings of beef alone last week. I saw it."

Anyway, on that day, the company dinner was held in a pleasant atmosphere.

Also, Park Jong-min, who wanted to eat beef, ate 5 servings of pork belly alone.

He doesn't remember it, but he was drunk and said, "Pork belly is the best for soju."