“No, Chairman!”

“Oh. You’re loud. What number secretary are you?”

“I’m the 6th secretary.”

“What are you responsible for?”

“I’m in charge of the chairman’s parties, receptions, and guests...”

“Ah. I remember. I asked you to bring all the Playboy models to the party and you were the idiot who left one out.”

“C-Chairman. I called all the models from January to December. The April models were twins, so one was missing...”

Hwang Gyeongryong raised his hand, signaling the secretary to stop talking.

“Would you rather be the one who makes excuses or the one who gets things done?”

“The one who gets things done!”

“Good. Then move!”

Hwang Gyeongryong looked at Choi Yeonseung after giving the secretary an order.

“For now, you should listen to what happened in the meantime. Wouldn’t that be better?”

“Wow. Hyung, you’ve really turned into trash.”

“How… How am I trash?” 

“Didn’t you just fire a person for no reason?”

“No... Do you know how much I paid him? Hey, you. Come back.”

Jackson, the 7th secretary, came back with a sullen expression as he was preparing to leave.

“How long have you been working for me?”

“Two weeks.”

“How much have you earned so far?”

“Around two hundred and thirty thousand...