Chapter 8
Chapter 8
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: Quitting the Shitty Job
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The next morning.
Lee Hyunwoo and Kim Hana were tangled together on the hotel's double bed.
They had sex until they were completely exhausted the night before and fallen asleep just like that.
And at 7 a.m.,
Lee Hyunwoo's smartphone rang.
The name on the screen was "Manager Ma."
He was calling to chew out Lee Hyunwoo for not showing up to work now that the sun had risen.
Normal work hours started at 9 a.m., but a guy who cared about that wouldn't call at this hour.
"...Hello...?"
Lee Hyunwoo fumbled under the covers, grabbed his smartphone, and pressed the call button.
Manager Ma's angry voice came through right away.
"Hey! You bastard! Do you know what time it is? You're still sleeping? Get your ass here now!"
"S-Sorry! I'll be right there!"
Lee Hyunwoo jolted awake and groveled without thinking.
All his accumulated life experience as an average Joe kicked in.
He scrambled out of bed, but the surroundings felt unfamiliar.
"Ah..."
Only then did Lee Hyunwoo realize he was in a hotel and remember everything that had happened yesterday.
He had struck a jackpot bigger than the lottery.
So there was no need to go to work anymore, no need to grovel to Manager Ma.
His rush to get dressed and leave slowed to a leisurely pace.
He even whistled a tune as he finished showering.
He glanced at the bed.
Kim Hana was still deep asleep on it.
After all, she'd been tormented by Lee Hyunwoo until he was fully satisfied the night before.
It was only natural she was still sleeping.
'Still, I should at least say goodbye before I go.'
They had a business relationship, but they'd be seeing more of each other.
No need to sour things just because she'd called him a sucker.
She'd already paid for her slip-up with the fee and her body.
Lee Hyunwoo climbed onto the bed and groped her large breasts.
Even touching them again, they were overwhelmingly soft.
"Hana, wake up. I'm heading out."
"Oppa...? What time is it...?"
"7:20. I have to go handle something first, so sleep a bit more and head down whenever. Bye."
"Mmm... Got it... See you later..."
Her fox-like charm seemed to be passive.
Even half-asleep, she flashed a sleepy smile and pecked his cheek.
Then she drifted back to sleep.
Before she'd called him a sucker, that kind of thing would've made his heart flutter.
Now it just felt pleasantly nice, nothing more.
Lee Hyunwoo left the hotel without stopping by home for his bag.
No point grabbing it when he was quitting today anyway.
He headed to the office in the casual outfit he'd worn to impress Broadcaster Yeoujjing.
And in front of the company.
Lee Hyunwoo took a deep breath.
The weight of what he was about to do pressed down on him.
But he had to do it.
Manager Ma's shitty personality meant he'd throw a massive fit for sure.
Lee Hyunwoo had no intention of meekly apologizing and letting it slide.
Submitting to bullshit only made sense if you had a reason to endure it.
With infinite coins now at his disposal, there was no reason left to tough it out at this crap small company.
"Hey! You punk, late as hell and dressed like what?"
"Manager, or should I say Ma Sangbeom? Don't call me a punk. It pisses off the one hearing it."
"W-What...?"
Manager Ma, caught off guard by Lee Hyunwoo's backtalk, stammered in shock.
Lee Hyunwoo pressed on regardless.
His heart was pounding, but once he took the first step, it somehow felt doable.
"Ma Sangbeom, I'm quitting as of today, so keep that in mind. We're strangers now—no more cursing or talking down to me."
"Y-You crazy bastard! Have you lost your mind? Hey! No one quits whenever they feel like it!"
"Then I can't even quit on my own terms? Need approval for that too? What, gonna reject it? Fuck! I told you not to curse. You think I'm just taking your shit because I can't curse back? Know what's the biggest problem with this shitty company? It's you! You, you motherfucker!"
Lee Hyunwoo let loose a satisfying stream of curses.
The coworkers already watching them stared in stunned surprise.
"You little shit!"
Manager Ma stormed toward him, face red with rage.
A few days ago, the guy would've been scarier than gods or demons.
Now, not even a little.
His infinite coin power filled Lee Hyunwoo with extreme confidence.
"What? Gonna hit me? Go ahead. I won't agree to any settlement, so keep that in mind."
"You... Hoo... Fuck."
Manager Ma let go of his collar with a sigh.
He was just a cog in the company machine, someone with responsibilities.
He lacked the guts to actually hit someone and deal with the fallout.
And yet the bastard shoved his work onto others and forced overtime for no reason.
"Win the lottery or something? You're a whole different person overnight—it's scary."
"Figure it out yourself. I won't take severance, so process my resignation however. I'm out."
"Hold up. Even if you're quitting, you gotta hand over your work first. And stop with the casual talk."
"Didn't you hear me? Deaf or something? Then you start using proper speech first. We're strangers now—if you talk down, so do I. And I'm skipping handover to waive severance. Or do handover and pay severance?"
Lee Hyunwoo, in his fourth year, was owed about 7.5 million won in severance.
Handover would mean paying him for another month, pushing it to ten million.
Manager Ma calculated fast.
"Fine. But no pay for this month either. Quit on those terms."
"Hmph, whatever."
He spat it out casually, like he'd die before using polite speech, accepting the resignation.
Lee Hyunwoo snorted at the sight.
"Haa..."
Outside the company, Lee Hyunwoo let out a sigh.
A complex mix of emotions.
His fingertips still trembled faintly.
But inside, accomplishment at pulling it off and triumph at finally sticking it to the daily tormentor swelled up.
Farewell to the shitty company.
Soon after, messages flooded his KakaoTalk from ex-coworkers.
What happened? Lottery? Better job?
A barrage of questions.
Lee Hyunwoo vaguely replied something good came up and set his phone down.
Then he looked ahead.
A massive gym taking up the entire first and second floors.
To live his changed life, Lee Hyunwoo decided to fix his body first.
Life had been too tough to bother with exercise.
He felt his body deteriorating more each day.
And...
He'd sensed it in Kim Hana's gaze yesterday too.
Until they actually had sex, she hadn't found him attractive at all.
Just a rich sucker.
No more of that treatment.
Couldn't do much about height, but physique was changeable with effort.
So he'd put in the work.
"Welcome! First time here?"
Maybe because it was a big gym, a uniformed receptionist greeted him warmly as he entered.
"Yes. Looking into personal training."
"Really? Our trainers are all famous pros. Great choice coming here. Shall we head to the consultation room?"
Waiting in the lounge, in walked a beauty in leggings.
She scanned him head to toe the moment she entered.
Then gave him a faintly dismissive look.
Lee Hyunwoo had grown numb to such gazes before.
But after Kim Hana, he understood what they meant.
Gauging his level from clothes and vibe.
Dismissing him as low-tier.
Before she could speak, Lee Hyunwoo cut in.
"Are you my trainer?"
"Pardon? Oh, maybe, maybe not. We'll consult on your habits and preferences first, then assign the best fit."
In other words, checking if he's worth the money?
Lee Hyunwoo smirked.
Just one mindset shift, and he noticed things he'd ignored before.
Or maybe he'd known but willfully overlooked them.
They just made him feel bad.
But now he didn't have to tolerate it.
"Good. I wasn't planning to have a queen bee as my trainer anyway."
"Pardon...?"
She shot back, a bit annoyed.
Lee Hyunwoo ignored it.
Her well-maintained body looked tempting, but that was it.
Face-wise, below Ppangit. Breasts-wise, below Kim Hana.
Only advantage: those legging curves.
No need to impress her.
"Here's my terms. Full effort and matching my schedule is baseline. PT every day of the week. Duration: until I'm satisfied with the fat loss... I mean, until I'm happy. Three months upfront."
The woman's irritated expression flipped at the mention of money.
She suddenly spoke in a sweet tone.
"So, PT seven days a week for three months?"
"Yes. And if satisfied, success bonus too. How much for three months?"
"Our center: 70,000 won per session. Long-term six months+: 60,000 won."
"About 6.3 million for three months? Bonus half that, 3 million."
Her eyes changed.
Greed gleamed in them.
"Now, about trainers. First time for me, but usually they show lists and resumes, right?"
"Yes, but sir, wouldn't you consider me? I'll handle workouts, diet—everything in detail. Schedule flexible just for you."
"Hmm. Any reason I should?"
The woman who'd dismissed him at first now pitched herself hard.
But Lee Hyunwoo didn't pick her.
Partly because he wasn't desperate after a full night with her type.
Broadcasters were plenty anyway.
After Kim Hana, he'd have endless women chasing him.
Lee Hyunwoo chose the gym's most experienced trainer.