See You After Work - 3. Married woman cosplay

3. Married woman cosplay

Chief Kim once looked at Chae-won, who entered the side view, and Sung-joon once. 

Chae-won's Pyo Jung and Sung-jun's greetings, which began to crack like rice paddies in a drought, do not mix and match like water and oil.

Uh... the mood right now is... what...? 

Kim's head, who is unrivaled by quick wits, rotates quickly inside his head. 

"Come in, Mr. Jung Chae-won."

First of all, Chae-won was brought into the Mr. President office.

Other secretaries closed quickly so they could not see the internal situation. 

Sung-joon, who was holding a fountain pen and knocking on his desk, creaked in and looked at Chae-won.

Fortunately, I met her once two months ago, and now I'm not surprised.

Sung-joon smiled as if he was proud of his heart being overpowered by his head. 

The level of human victory, mental triumph. 

"This way, please sit here."

"Oh, yes, yes."

Chae-won sat on the sofa under Chief Kim's guidance.

"Oh gosh."

Oh, how fluffy the sofa was, Chae-won was embarrassed because her hips went down deeply and her legs were heard. 

I wish anyone could smile. A little slapstick was embarrassing, and there was a chill in the office.

Chae-won managed to straighten up and exhale deeply. 

I can't move as if my hands and feet are tied up. 

I don't have anyone locked up, but I want to escape violently.

Aaaahhh. He pushes the chair back and stands up.

Chae-won unwittingly rolled up her fist on her lap.

"What are you doing here?"

Oh, well...

"I don't think you know. That I'm here." 

"No, of course..."

I didn't even know you were here.

"You see, I CEO here."

I didn't even know you were the CEO...

Sung-joon strode to the sofa and sat down. It's not like sitting down once or twice, so I couldn't hear those long legs. 

Good for you. You have long legs. I couldn't move my legs even though I sat on the sofa. 

She was full of these thoughts. 

Like the accident stopped.

"I'll get you a tea. What kind of tea is Jung Chae-won?" 

"Oh, no! The tea that’s enough ! Tea, That's enough tea! Really."

Chae-won's voice became louder as chief Kim seemed to be about to leave. 

No! Don't leave! Please!

Please don't leave me here! 

Chae-won's eyes were filled with a strong will that she didn't want to drink at all, at all, or at all. 

Chief Kim looked at Chae Won as if her feet were tied.

Sung-joon immediately noticed her voice, which he did not want Kim to go out and never wanted the two to be left. 

In the past, when she was in an uncomfortable situation, she always clenched her dry fist, which I don't know. 

Even if I didn't stutter, my memory flowed. It was a time of embarrassment.

"Chief Kim." 

"Yes, Mr. president."

Sung-joon looked down at the fist she had rolled up and looked up.

"Please prepare two cups of tea."

"Yes, I understand."

"I'll give you the usual, and this one's soda."

Chae-won opened her eyes wide when Sung-joon asked for carbonated water. 

Did you remember, until now?

"Oh, and fill the carbonated water with ice.”

"Yes, understand Mr. President."

Chae-won bowed slightly, listening to Sung-joon's voice.

My heart was about to burst out of my mouth, and my dry saliva fell over. 

There was a bone in his words that remembered her taste.

“Just let me in the tea separately, and chief Kim, you're on this. We’re going to talk.”

"Yes, Mr. President. I understand."

 Chief Kim is coming out quickly.  Thump, the door closes and makes a small noise.

 Seong-jun slowly shook one leg, sitting cross-legged.

 There was a giggle and laughter at the sight of her, who rarely looked at her with her eyes on her eyes.

A smile that is not light goes down my feet. 

At the sound of his low-spreading short laughter, Chae-won suddenly thought.

...right. 

He's been like a thorn for a long time. 

"Now let's talk about something."

Because it's always lodged in my heart. 

"Us."

*

"Mrs. Kwak, is she taking good care of herself? Is that right?" 

"I manage it well. You don't have to worry."

Kwak, who proposed a soul wedding to Chae-won, met the dead man's mother-Joo Ok-sun.

Mrs. Joo Ok-sun was the mother who lost her only son in a car accident hit-and-run.

"I wish you could come out in my dreams, but I can't see Hyeong-jae in my dreams these days."

"It's a good thing that you can't see him in your dreams."

At the end, Mrs. Kwak swallowed the tea quietly. 

Deeply feeling the fear and loss of Mrs. Joo Ok-sun's elegant eyes, Kwak slowly lowered the teacup. 

For Mrs. Joo, who had a lot to say but couldn't readily spit out and looked at herself, Kwak smiled a little.

“Madam, I've started a heavenly ritual for your son, so everything will be fine. Your son will no longer be out of the blue when the heavenly ritual is over.”

"Then still... Hyeong-jae didn't close his eyes properly..."

“Not yet. It's not easy to solve the sudden grudge of the souls.”

“Haaa...”

Mrs. Joo bowed her head. 

Mrs. Kwak was the one who could see the soul of his dead son, and he hung on to Mr. Kwak, who was convinced of some of the things that had happened.

Whatever it was, she followed Kwak's words, and became more and more intense.

There was only one reason. 

Kwak could see his son. She believed that he could only meet his son through Mrs. Kwak.

“It's no different that I visited you today, but the place to honor the heavenly festival for your son is rather small, so I came to discuss it.”

“What do you mean, the place is small?”

"It's literally. The place is small enough to hold your son, and it is not enough to hold your son’s circle..."

"No, nothing should be lacking. What should I do?”

Kwak picked up the teacup again.

“It's dangerous to move the place where the spirit is honored, so I'm thinking about what to do.”

Mrs. Joo opened her handbag, as listening to Mrs. Kwak.

Mrs. Kwak’s torn eyes quickly scan Mrs. Joo's fingertips.

"For now, try to solve it with money. It doesn't matter how much money it costs, so there's no shortage of anything. Nothing is lacking."

When Mrs. Joo pushed the envelope to the table, Mrs. Kwak lowered the teacup and picked up the envelope. 

 Mrs. Kwak, who predicted the amount of money due to the fullness of the envelope, nodded saying that she would try.

"If there is a problem, I'll call you back."

"I only believe in Mrs. Kwak. Please make sure Hyeong-jae to go to a good place.... surely...."

Mrs. Kwak stood up behind Mrs. Joo's appeal, which contained a desperate desire.

"Trust me, I'll send your son to a good place."

Desperateness of mother who lost her son.

 Mrs. Kwak needed that desperateness of Mrs. Joo.

**

Carbonated water and coffee are placed side by side. 

Chae-won looked at her favorite sparkling water but didn't think she should drink it.

"Did you bring your resume?"

"Oh, yes. I brought it."

Chae-won, who had only looked down at the filled sparkling water all the time, took out her resume with her bag open. 

His gaze follows as he puts his resume on the table in a white envelope. 

After a moment of wondering whether to open the envelope, he decides to leave. 

In there, there seemed to be a three-year record of Jung Chae-won who didn't want to know. 

After thinking, Sung-joon took his eyes off his resume.

“I don't know how far you've been told, but I'm trying to get someone who can speak Spanish fluently.”

"Yes, you are looking for an interpreter..."

“That's right. Translator.”

"I've heard a little bit from the chief over the phone." 

"I think that's all there is to it. Then I won't have to explain it again."

"Yes..."

Again the words are cut off.

Sung-joon looked into her face quietly. 

As time went by, questions that had not been there a while ago began to pile up, but there were questions that could be asked, and internal censorship was getting worse.

"Can you do it?"

 There has been a lot of work to be enjoyed.

 "I can do it."

 Chae-Won moved her gaze and looked at him.

His question, 'Can you do it?' Has been heard as 'Can you bear it?'

 "Three months. Well, if it's short, it can be short, and if it's long, it's also long. I was wondering if I could do it."

 "It's work ... because it's work ..."

No. Actually, I don't want to.

I want to get up and run away even now.

Chae-won turned a blind eye to what her heart said.

Somehow it was not easy to say these words in front of him now, and to speak out my heart. 

I wanted to get up right away and slam that door, but I couldn't do anything.

I had confidence to enter the tiger's den, but I didn't have confidence to enter her ex-boyfriend's office.

"Yes, work is work. I think so, too."

He agreed to say whatever came out, so.

"I don't have a problem hiring Jeong Chae-won for three months if she can distinguish between public and private affairs." 

"Uh... yes..." Hey, Mr. President. I didn't say I was going to do it yet.

I am constantly at a loss in the mind of... 

Facing the past person. Beyond face-to-face, working together.

It can be regarded as nothing, and it can be regarded as a great thing that shouldn't be.

I want to break up.

That day when you said we should break up. The moment around lunchtime how did i understand and accept it?

We shouldn't get involved again like this way 

No, that's not true, either. 

A lot of time is now, and it's just a passing thing that hasn't been a bit of a memory for him.

...my mind was lost in a moment.

“I also, thought i wasn’t going to get a job done soon. It's not bad to see you say you can.”

Looking at Chae-won like that, he said something meaningful.

“That's right. In general, they would say no. It's not normal, Jung Chaewon.”

I want to break up.

Why? He also remembered the day he didn't want to remember very much.

Even then you and i sit face to face, and even then you don't see my face right away. 

You made us so special, and in a moment, you made us so nothing.

“Or thank you for letting me know that we were nothing to the point where I never thought of it. I meant it.”

Left.

"Let's finish the interview with this. I have a meeting."

He raised his hand as if there was nothing to hear.

Though the words to say are blowing like snowballs, Chae Won is in tears she pressed down the words and clenched her dry fists.

Her eyes touch the back of her hand again.

"Translation, that's what I wanted to do."

Break up, three years. 

Only sorry after someone left because they couldn't crash together. 

Someone is left alone without knowing the reason, resentful only.

"It was a good opportunity, and I liked the timeframe because it only took three months.”

Nothing can fill such a time.

And now I'm sorry,

And now and then I had no choice,

It's no use.

"Well, may I just think about that?"

The shameless side will make her mind more comfortable than the one seeking indulgence. 

She decided to wear a thicker mask than before.

"Before answering the question, can I ask you something first?"

...this time he opened his mouth. 

“Jung Chae-won will have to work flexibly for three months. For example, there will be a business trip to the provinces and meetings until late at night.”

What do I want to ask? I just wanted to let you know that the work would be harder than you think.

Chae-won listened to him carefully.

"When I need you, you should be by my side. Anytime. Always."

“.......”

“Speaking of which. I was wondering if it would be okay."

Huh? Are you okay? What? 

Isn't that what translation is all about anyway?

Chae-won breathed a short breath as if she understood what Sung-joon was worried about. 

His shoulders, which were full of tension, were limp.

“Oh, what else? It's okay. I've done short-term translation work, and I know that well.”

“Oh, I know that.”

“Please keep the legal hours, i don't make such demands. I have a full understanding of my job.”

“In fact. Yeah, that's good.”

Did she like Chae Won's firm will?

He nodded and muttered.

"We're going to make sure that the pay is generous enough, and we're going to make sure that we're going to pay the ideal amount. We have a full understanding of employment."

Chae-won gulped down her dry saliva. 

I don't want to be a shameless woman who wants to work for her ex-boyfriend, but...

The word generous remuneration was so catchy that I could hear it. 

Ha, i can't believe it's such a world-stained country.

"We will treat you as the best in the industry. Not to disappoint anything."

The highest treatment...

My eyes open.

Her affection for the moment flew away as if she had washed away and became a reality again.

Yeah. What can't you do? It's already been three years.

What's wrong with working next to your ex-boyfriend? All you have to do is make money.

All you have to do is do what you want to do! What! 

I'm a stranger now! It's not time to cover the fire! What! What! 

I can overcome both embarrassment and impudence! 

Come here! Come here!

"But what I asked was not Jung Chae-won's doctor."

"....Yes?"

“I was wondering if Jeong Chae-won husband would be okay.”

Since there was not much to do, Chae-won, who had only continued to win her mind, opened her lips blankly. 

One thing that doesn't naturally imprint itself on the skin.

"Are you all right? I want to get this straight."

"Oh...that's..."

To him, I was a married woman.