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The next morning.
On the double bed in the hotel, Lee Hyunwoo and Kim Hana were tangled together.
They had had sex until their stamina ran out the previous night, then fell asleep just like that.
And then, 7 AM.
A call came in on Lee Hyunwoo's smartphone.
The name displayed on the screen: 'Ma Bujang-nim'.
He had called to nag Lee Hyunwoo, who hadn't shown up for work even though the morning sun had risen.
The official start time was 9 AM, but if he were the type to care about that, he wouldn't have called at this hour.
".... Hello...?"
Lee Hyunwoo, picking up his smartphone with fumbling hands from under the covers, pressed the call button.
Then came Ma Bujang's furious voice.
"Hey! You bastard! What time is it and you're still sleeping?! Get your ass over here now!"
"I'm, I'm sorry! I'll be right there!"
Startled, Lee Hyunwoo instinctively cowered.
His life experience up to now had ingrained a commoner's attitude.
He scrambled out of bed, but the surroundings felt unfamiliar.
"Ah...."
Only then did Lee Hyunwoo realize he was in a hotel, and what had happened yesterday.
He had encountered a fortune greater than winning the lottery.
So there was no need to keep working at the company, nor to grovel before Ma Bujang.
Lee Hyunwoo, who had been moving quickly to dress and leave, became more relaxed.
He even hummed a tune as he finished his shower and came out.
He looked at the bed.
Kim Hana was still fast asleep on the bed.
She had been tormented until Lee Hyunwoo was satisfied last night.
It was only natural she was still sleeping.
'Still, I should at least say goodbye, right?'
Though theirs was a business relationship, they would keep meeting from now on.
Even if she had called him a sucker, there was no need to worsen the relationship.
The price for her slip of the tongue had already been paid through commission and her body.
Lee Hyunwoo climbed onto the bed and kneaded her large breasts.
Even touching them again, they were breasts of overwhelming softness.
"Hana-ya. Wake up. I'm leaving."
"Oppa...? What time is it...?"
"7:20. I have things to do, so I'm heading out first. You sleep a bit more then come down. I'm off."
"Eung.... Got it.... See you later...."
Kim Hana's fox-like behavior seemed to be passive.
Even half-asleep, she gave him an eye-smile and kissed his cheek.
Then she fell back into sleep.
If this had been before he heard her call him a sucker, such actions would have made his heart flutter.
Now, it only made him slightly happy, but not excited.
Leaving the hotel, Lee Hyunwoo didn't go home to grab his bag.
He was quitting today anyway, so why bother with a bag?
Wearing the casual clothes he had put on to impress BJ Yeoujjing, Lee Hyunwoo headed to the office.
And in front of the company.
Lee Hyunwoo took a deep breath.
The pressure of what he was about to do weighed on his heart.
But he had to do it.
Ma Bujang, with his insufferable personality, was certainly going to throw a fit.
Lee Hyunwoo had no intention of meekly apologizing and moving on.
Bowing to absurdity was only something you did when you had a reason to endure.
For Lee Hyunwoo, who had acquired Infinite Coin, there was no longer any reason to endure at a shitty little company.
"Hey! You little shit! Coming late and dressed like that? What the hell!"
"Bujang-nim. No, Ma Sangbeom-ssi. Don't call me a little shit. It pisses me off hearing it."
"Wha, what...?"
Ma Bujang, who hadn't expected Lee Hyunwoo to talk back, stammered in confusion.
Regardless, Lee Hyunwoo continued.
His heart was trembling, but now that he had taken the first step, somehow it was working.
"Ma Sangbeom-ssi. I'm quitting as of today, so make a note of it. We're strangers now, so don't curse at me or use banmal with me."
"Y-you crazy bastard! Have you lost your mind?! Hey! Who said you could decide to quit on your own!"
"So I can't even decide to quit on my own? Do I need approval for that too? What, will you reject it? Fuck! I told you not to curse, didn't I? Do you think I'll just take your insults because I can't curse back? You know what the biggest problem with this pathetic company is? You! That's who! You fucking bastard!"
Lee Hyunwoo let out a satisfying stream of curses.
At that, his coworkers, who had already been focused on the two of them, stared with shocked faces.
"This bastard!"
Ma Bujang strode toward Lee Hyunwoo with an angry face.
If this had been a few days ago, this man would have been more terrifying than gods or demons.
But he wasn't scary at all.
The Infinite Coin ability had instilled extreme confidence in Lee Hyunwoo.
"What? Did I say anything wrong? It's because you act like a damn asshole that people jump ship the moment they get a chance. Paying low wages? I get it, the company is tiny. But at a time when you should be working together to grow the damn thing, you're the one wasting time on discipline, picking fights, and demanding more effort than what you're paying for. That's why people bail the second there's an opportunity."
Ma Bujang grabbed Lee Hyunwoo by the collar.
Though Ma Bujang was older, he was also large-built.
He raised his fist.
The atmosphere suggested he was about to throw a punch.
Lee Hyunwoo felt his heart pound even harder, but he didn't back down.
He had decided to change.
He couldn't trip over a pebble like Ma Bujang when he hadn't even started yet.
"What? Gonna hit me? Go ahead. But I'm never accepting a settlement. Keep that in mind."
"You.... Hoo.... Fuck."
Sighing, Ma Bujang released his collar.
He too was just a cog in the company, a man with things to answer for.
He didn't have the courage to hit someone, nor to deal with all the consequences that would follow.
And yet, he was the fucking bastard who dumped his work on others and needlessly pushed overtime and extra hours.
"Did you win the lottery or something? It's scary how much you've changed overnight."
"That's for me to think about. I won't take severance pay, so just process my resignation. I'm out."
"Wait. Even if you're quitting, you have to hand over your work first. And don't use banmal with me."
"Didn't you hear me? Are you deaf? Then you use jondaemal first. We're strangers now. I'm only using banmal because you are. And I said I'll forgo severance in exchange for not doing a handover. Or do you want to give me severance and I'll do the handover?"
Lee Hyunwoo, in his fourth year, had about 7.5 million won in severance.
If he used the handover as an excuse, he would have to pay an extra month's salary, totaling around 10 million won.
Ma Bujang's calculation was quick.
"Fine. But that means no salary for this month either. I'll approve your resignation on that condition."
"Hmph, suit yourself."
He acknowledged the resignation using banmal, as if he absolutely refused to use jondaemal.
At that, Lee Hyunwoo snorted.
"Haa...."
Stepping outside the company, Lee Hyunwoo let out a sigh.
It was a sigh mixed with complicated emotions.
His fingertips were still trembling.
But inside, he was filled with a sense of achievement at having pulled it off, and the triumph of having landed a blow on Ma Bujang, who had been such a fucking pain every day.
Goodbye to the miserable little company.
Soon after, Lee Hyunwoo's KakaoTalk flooded with messages from his former coworkers.
What happened? Did you win the lottery? Are you moving to a better place? Etc.
Many questions came in.
Lee Hyunwoo briefly replied that something good had happened, then put down his smartphone.
He looked ahead.
A massive gym that took up all of the first and second floors.
To live his changed life, Lee Hyunwoo wanted to start by fixing his body shape.
He had neglected exercise too much because life was hard.
He could feel his body getting more difficult with each passing day.
And....
He had also sensed it from Kim Hana's gaze yesterday.
Before having sex with Lee Hyunwoo, she hadn't felt any attraction to him at all.
He was just a sucker with money.
He was done with that treatment.
He couldn't do anything about his height, but he could change his body through effort.
So he would put in the effort.
"Welcome. Is this your first time visiting?"
Perhaps because it was a large gym, there was a separate guide staff member wearing a gym uniform.
The guide warmly greeted Lee Hyunwoo as he entered.
"Yes. I came to look into PT."
"Oh, really? Our gym's trainers are all quite famous. You've come to the right place. Shall we head to the consultation room first?"
As he waited in the consultation room, a beauty in leggings entered.
As soon as she came in, she scanned Lee Hyunwoo from head to toe.
Then she looked at him with a gaze that held a hint of dismissal.
Lee Hyunwoo had grown numb to such looks.
But after meeting Kim Hana, he recognized what that gaze meant.
It judged his status—his clothes, his vibe.
If she deemed his status low, she dismissed him.
Before the woman could speak, Lee Hyunwoo spoke first.
"Are you my trainer by any chance?"
"Huh? No. That could be, or not. We'll consult about your habits and exercise tendencies first, then assign the most suitable trainer."
In short, she was checking if he was worth the money?
Lee Hyunwoo smirked.
Just by changing his mindset, he could see things he hadn't noticed before.
Or maybe he had known all along but deliberately ignored them.
Knowing only made him feel bad anyway.
But now, he was a man who didn't need to endure it.
"Glad to hear it. Because I have no desire to have a master as my trainer."
"Excuse me...?"
The woman asked back, looking a bit displeased.
But Lee Hyunwoo didn't care.
Her well-maintained body looked appetizing, but that was all.
If we're talking looks, she fell short of Bbangit. If it's breasts, she fell short of Kim Hana.
Her only advantage was the curve of her body in leggings.
He had no need to impress such a woman.
"First, let me state my conditions. It's a given that I'll work hard and fit your schedule. I'll book PT for every day of the week. The duration is until I lose all my weight... no, until I'm satisfied. Let's start with three months upfront."
At Lee Hyunwoo's money talk, the woman's expression, which had shown displeasure, changed.
Suddenly, she spoke in a sweet voice.
"Member-nim. Are you saying you want to do PT seven days a week for three months?"
"Yes. And if I'm satisfied, I'll also give a success bonus. How much is three months of PT?"
"At our center, it's 70,000 won per session. If you sign up for six months or more of long-term PT, it's 60,000 won per session."
"Then three months would be about 6.3 million won? I'll set the success bonus at half that, 3 million won."
The woman's eyes changed.
Her pupils were filled with greed for money.
"Then let's hear about the PT trainers. Since this is my first time with PT, I've heard you usually show a list of trainers and their credentials."
"Yes, that's correct. But Member-nim, wouldn't you consider taking sessions with me? I'll manage everything from exercise to meal plans in detail. And of course, I'll flexibly adjust the schedule just for you."
"Hmm. Is there a reason I should?"
The woman, who had dismissed Lee Hyunwoo at first sight, now had to eagerly promote herself.
But Lee Hyunwoo didn't choose her as his trainer.
Partly because he wasn't starved for women after having sex all night.
He felt that meeting BJs was enough.
Judging from Kim Hana's case, from now on, countless women would flock to him.
Lee Hyunwoo chose the trainer with the most experience at this gym.