My Dad Is Too Strong

the Crack Management Division of Seoul City Hall

Shaking.

Kang Chul-soo shaking his legs.

I was picking up a phone call from somewhere.

Kang Chul-soo, who was listening to voices coming over the phone.

His forehead was wrinkled with an .

"Oh, so! Does Do Jun have to get an internship? That's what you do before you get assigned. What are you talking about with a kid who's already mastered the job.

Chief, I remember I told you when I was first assigned......... Dr. Lee Do-joon, I didn't get an internship from Hunter's office, so I have to go in the middle. And when did you say you can send it right away when I set up a schedule a few months ago, do you say that now?

"It's different now than it was then!"

Things have changed?

There was a dumbfounded voice from the city hall personnel manager.

Crack management officials are based on the Crack Management Act and the Ordinance.

I had to go through an internship at Hunter Management Office before my appointment.

Anyway, how many times have I told you that you must have completed your internship in order to be promoted to Level 8? I'm going to let you go because there's a vacancy....... And DO JUN, you have 2 months left until your promotion. Aren't you going to promote me?

Kang Chul-soo knew it well.

I can't let him go. I couldn't speak easily.

"My, I'll call the senator. Should I ask them to change the ordinance?"

Chief, what's wrong with you?...... Anyway, I said it clearly. Please reply to the official letter by today.

"Hello, hello! What kind of civil servant should be interning at the public corporation?"

Kang Chul-soo, who noticed that the phone was disconnected, said:

He muttered to himself with mixed feelings.

"Brilliant internship."

Kwon Hyuk-soo, who was working, sighed.

I looked at the vacancy of Dojun, who is currently on a business trip.

***

"I've been out of the office."

Dojun walks to his seat.

I took off my civil servant's card on my neck and put it in a drawer.

Somehow I tilted my head in the chilly atmosphere of the office.

Dojun sat down and sent a messenger to Kwon Hyuk-soo.

Lee Do-joon: Senior. Did something happen? The chief doesn't look good.

Kwon Hyuk-soo: Ah... Well... Mr. Dojun has to go to Hunter's office for an internship... The chief talked to the human resources manager about it, but I don't think it's working.

Lee Do-joon: Didn't I get it?

Dojun's finger stopped.

All local government crack management officials.

I had to get an internship at Hunter Administration before I got a job.

He knew it three months ago, and of course Dojun thought he had an internship.

Kwon Hyuk-soo: Yes. I remember Dojun came in right away. It's kind of an unusual case, but... Sometimes. Don't you remember?

Of course I couldn't remember.

I had little memory of myself in the past.

Lee Do-joon: It's a bit vague.

Kwon Hyuk-soo: Anyway, the chief asked the human resources manager if he could get a promotion even if he didn't get an internship, and he must have said no.

Class 9 Crack Management Journal

He was currently in Dojun's position.

Considering that ordinary civil servants get promoted to Grade 8 if they work for one and a half months to two years. Dojun could see that his promotion was just around the corner.

If you open the document box.

I was able to see the official document of the Hunter Administration's internship list, which is dated today.

If you open the attached accelerator, you will see the name of Dojun Lee.

then

Jump!

Kang Chul-soo rose from his seat and approached Do-jun.

I put a paper bag in Dojun's hand.

Inside the paper bag, there's a box of 30 bags of red ginseng extract stick.

It contains eel tail juice and multivitamin pills that are good for the body.

"Eat it whenever you're tired."

Kang Chul-soo went back to his seat.

I added a word.

"Don't share your intern friends and eat alone!"

Dojun and Kwon Hyuksoo look at each other.

He smiled with a smile.

***

next day

In front of Hunter's management office.

The personnel manager pulled his neck forward and looked at himself in a full-body mirror.

Check the condition of the neck by wearing a pierced tie straight and coughing in vainly.

Although he has been in personnel affairs, it is always nerve-wracking to face the director in person with the position of a section chief.

Pararac.

Pass the personnel list in your hand and check once again that 'the man' is in your hand.

When I took a breath and opened the door, the secretary of the director stood out.

The secretary stood up and bowed.

"Welcome, chief."

"Is the director in?"

"Yes. He just came in."

knock, knock

"Director, I'm Ko Byung-chul, Director of Personnel."

Come on in.

an iron fist

The image of Jung Young-chul smoking down the window.

Ko Byung-chul carefully closed the door, and Jung Young-chul looks back.

Ko bowed his back 90 degrees and greeted him first.

"What's going on?"

"I'm here to report on this internship."

Jung Young-chul looked like he didn't understand.

He wasn't officially hired, and he didn't think he had to come to him as an intern.

Besides, I've had dozens of internships so far, but this is the first time I've been here to report on them.

"Isn't that something that should be done on the part of the section chief?"

"Well, that's right, but......... I thought I'd have to report this to you...…."

Jung Young-chul rubbed his cigarette out of the ashtray and sat on the sofa.

"What is it?"

Jung Young-chul, who received the internship list file, skimmed through it.

Hunter's office had an internship every quarter of the year.

The number of people was about thirty per car.

This time, the number of people decreased a little, so about 25 people.

Took

Jung Young-chul, who skimmed through the files, left them on the table.

said, taking cigarette packs out of the pocket outside the shirt.

"So, let me report what?"

Lee Do-joon is in charge of the internship."

Took

Jung Young-chul dropped his cigarette pack.

I checked the internship list once again.

And when he found the last of the 25 interns named Lee Do-joon, he spoke with his lips shaking.

"Oh, no, what the hell is the officer in charge for?"

"Well... ...the law stipulates that a crack management officer must go through an internship at our management office once before his appointment."

"I understand you've been working for over a year!"

"Sometimes some people come from work...…."

The head of the personnel department looked at Jung Young-chul.

I knew the director cared a lot about a man named Lee Do-joon.

I wondered what kind of person Lee Do-joon was going to be like this.

Rumor has it that Lee Do-joon is a government official who led S-level hunters.

I won't do this for one thing.

"......do you want me to send it to the General Affairs team?"

It was a slang only known to the public.

It was a so-called parachute system that falsely manages absenteeism and tardiness by creating only one seat in the general affairs team and working without actually having to commute.

"Human Resources Manager. Do you have any plans to send someone to Huang Chen-gil?"

Jung recalled what Do-jun said.

The Director is a wise man, so I'm sure you won't take it for yourself next time.

"Be the same as the other interns. He'll want it too."

***

That night.

After dinner, Dojun.

Sitting on the couch in the living room, I was searching for information about Hunter's administration on my laptop.

Especially about the location and work of each office located in Hunter's Office.

I had to go to Hunter's office from tomorrow.

Smoothed

Cassiel glanced at the laptop screen.

On the screen, a Korean-language document called ' 이' was opened.

"Why is Do-joon, a civil servant, looking at this?" Carthiel, who was tilting his head, said.

One fact could be inferred.

Master, can't you......... did you quit?'

Carthiel went into the bedroom.

I approached Yong-yong, who was fiddling with the space tab with Byul.

"Dear Isaas, I have something to tell you."

"Huh?"

***

"You're done with the stamp. Good job."

Seol Yoon-hee smiles and gives out a 10,000 won bill.

But Yong-yong's condition was strange.

As usual, I would have jumped with a big smile and shouted 'Thank you!' for 10,000 won.

He looked at the 10,000-won bill and swallowed it, and soon shook his head with a sad expression.

"I won't take it. I'm not trying to get paid."

Torture.

Yong-yong took out his necklace wallet from the drawer.

There was more than 60,000 won in the wallet, and I took it to Seol Yoon-hee and gave her wallet out.

This adds to the cost of living.

Surprised Seol Yoon-hee.

"Uh, huh? Yong-yong, go, what's wrong with you all of a sudden?"

This wallet is.

To be exact, the money in my wallet.

It was the money for Yong-yong's favorite snack.

It's no exaggeration to say that Yong-yong, who likes snacks so much that he lives in the store in front of his house for the fun of buying snacks after dinner, gave me all the money.

The condition was a little strange today.

"... ...what's wrong with him?"

Seol Yun-hee put her wallet in the drawer.

I finished peeling the apple and brought it to Dojun in the living room.

Dojun was searching for something on his laptop.

"What are you doing, father?"

"I have to work as an intern at Hunter's office from tomorrow, so I'm looking into it."

"What? But he's a civil servant, so why...…."

"You can think of it as going for an education."

"Ah."

Seol finally nodded as if she would understand.

"Daddy, but Yong-yong's in a weird state......... do you know anything?"

Dojun recalled what Carthiel said to Yong-yong when he entered the main room.

It was a very small voice, but it was already in the transcendental system, and if you wanted to hear the details, you could hear everything.

I think the owner lost his job. I'll be short of living expenses for the time being...….

"Maybe..."

I told Seol Yoon-hee the reason.

She smiled greenly.

***

"Give it back to me! My Ji Ga Ah Ah Ah Ah!

Seol Yoon-hee lifted Yong-yong's necklace wallet.

Yong-yong tried to grab his wallet with his front paws, jumping in place.

Carthiel, who was watching the scene nearby.

"I'm sorry, Master Izaa......... I've got the wrong information...…."

"You're in the same team with Yoon-hee, aren't you?" These look like Dragon Lords are a joke! Ang!?

"Well, never! I really thought you were fired."

as close as one can reach

Yong-yong's front feet were pitifully rampant in the air.

"Who was the dragon that told me to pay for my living?""

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Seol Yoon-hee, who thought she was just teasing her.

I gave Yongyong a necklace wallet with a smile.

Yong-yong smiled broadly and handed over his wallet as if he was angry.

I held my wallet tightly in my arms and wept.

"Hahaha. I missed you.

"What should we do with the stamp we filled earlier?"

At Seol Yoon-hee's question.

Like what Yong-yong is saying.

He held out his front foot.

"Give me 10,000 won."

"You said you weren't trying to get paid. Well, give it to me. I can't give you anything."

To flop.

Yong-yong knelt down and said,

"Give it to me."

"......lady, here."

Seol Yoon-hee felt sorry and gave me money.

Yong-yong, who received 10,000 won, smiled with joy.

I ran to the inner room.

"Byul, let's go to the supermarket!"