The first thing Sang-Hyeon heard when he first came to Ah-Sung was, "I'll be informal with you."

It was normal there to speak without greetings. They were even more intense than senior figures in the sports industry. It took him by surprise. However, Sang-Hyeon quickly understood the dynamics of the place. No, perhaps he understood the way society as a whole operated.

"Are you good at English?"

"No... not at all..."

"... What about Korean?"

"Sorry?"

"Do you not know how to speak Korean either? Why can't you talk properly?"

"I'm sorry."

"You better learn to speak properly. This isn't school."

"Yes, sir."

"Do you think we can have miscommunication when there are millions on the line with every click?"

"No, sir."

The newcomers who entered had to quickly adapt and adjust. It was a situation where they had to suppress their excitement. No other expression could adequately replace the saying, 'Taming the road.' This place was like a modern-day wilderness. Untamed livestock would devour the humans. It was to avoid being consumed, to survive.

"Here."

Tok.

The supervisor threw a textbook that was all in English.

"Memorize this in six months. You'll hear these terminologies more than you'll...