Chapter 43 – Invincible Intern – Part 3

Chapter 43 – Invincible Intern – Part 3

Some eyes were fixed on Woojin, who had returned to the Management Support Team.

Aside from returning earlier than expected, he should have looked miserable, but his expression seemed far too peaceful.

Woojin sat down and began memorizing the Thug’s phone number.

Just then, the Manager, stretching out his arms, approached Woojin.

“Mr. Intern, why did you come up alone?”

Woojin stood up.

“Assistant Manager Im told me to come up first. Is there something you need me to do?”

“No, just continue what you were doing.”

The Manager, who had been watching Woojin’s back with his arms crossed, asked what he was curious about.

“Was there a board placed there? Or a partition?”

“There was a partition.”

“Oh~.”

The Manager, with an amused expression, patted Woojin’s shoulder as if to encourage him.

“We have a memory king in our team. Memory king, good job, good job.”

A program featuring exceptionally talented people in a specific field naturally came to the Manager’s mind.

“Yes!”

Woojin sat down again and began memorizing the phone number.

And not long after, Assistant Manager Im Siwon approached.

“Surely you haven’t memorized it all already, have you?”

“I’ve memorized it all.”

At Woojin’s words, his Candle point wavered once more.

Assistant Manager Im instinctively asked.

“Assistant Manager Oh’s phone number.”

“It’s 2560.”

“Manager Kim.”

“It’s 2562.”

“My phone number.”

“It’s 2561.”

“Deputy Manager…….”

“It’s 2567.”

“Marketing Department Manager Choi Seol-hee.”

“It’s 2572.”

“Sales Team 4 Assistant Manager Kang Min-seok.”

“It’s 2521.”

“Have you ever competed in a memory contest? Like for the Guinness Book of Records?”

No matter how he thought about it, his memory was insane.

“No, I haven’t. What should I do now?”

Assistant Manager Im, who had a momentary expression like, ‘What kind of guy is this?’, said,

“Wait.”

Woojin watched Assistant Manager Im go back to his seat.

The way he had looked at him emotionally had softened a lot. But he was planning to design gaslighting whenever necessary.

So that they would believe his words.

Assistant Manager Im Siwon came back to Woojin in the Gold Room.

And he placed several bundles of receipts, tied with rubber bands, on Woojin’s desk.

“These are the receipts from each department. Organize them with a stapler. They absolutely cannot get mixed up, okay?”

“Yes!”

Woojin untied one of the many receipt bundles.

Assistant Manager Im glanced at him.

He had to admit that his memory was incredible. He had seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears.

However, conversely, there was a need to refine it.

New employees, burning with ambition and passion, always caused trouble once they were given recognition.

That’s why you have to put them in their place a few times.

The intern would have to tear apart and re-organize the receipts he had painstakingly arranged.

It felt like less than 30 minutes had passed.

Twenty minutes passed, and as soon as the clock struck 12, Woojin looked around.

Even though it was lunchtime, no one left their seats first.

No, as those with higher positions started to get up one by one, the other employees also rose from their seats.

Assistant Manager Im Siwon approached Woojin.

“Let’s do it after lunch. Bring the receipts.”

“Yes!”

Seeing Woojin head for the entrance without looking back, Im Siwon laughed in disbelief.

He just said ‘yes’ without trying to read the room. ‘Yes.’

Woojin, who came outside, didn’t feel disappointed or left out even though no one asked him to eat with them.

Woojin immediately headed to a sandwich shop.

He wanted to enjoy a sandwich and an Americano while watching the view outside, just like this.

Like an ordinary office worker.

Soon, he received his food, found a seat by the window, and began to eat leisurely.

Outside the window, there were many people in suits heading for lunch, and he was one of them.

Woojin’s act of watching people continued for a while, and as lunchtime ended, Woojin returned to the company.

After he finished brushing his teeth and sat down, it was exactly 1 o’clock.

The receipts were neatly organized with the click-clack sound of the stapler.

“Assistant Manager Im.”

Assistant Manager Im, who had been focused on his PC, turned his head.

It was Woojin.

“I’m done.”

“Already?”

“Yes!”

Assistant Manager Im took the receipt with a suspicious look.

‘He must have messed it up, not in chronological order.’

Assistant Manager Im, hiding his true intentions, began flipping through the receipts.

‘What is this?’

Not only were they neatly organized by date, but…

Every time he turned a receipt, he felt something strange, and now he saw that the company names were organized in alphabetical order.

Thinking it might not be a coincidence, he quickly looked through the receipts from other departments, and the order was correct.

That’s not all.

Fuel expenses were with fuel expenses, office supplies with office supplies, food with food…

It was so systematic it made him let out a hollow laugh.

This way, it was incredibly easy to find things selectively.

‘He organized all of this in an hour?’

Assistant Manager Im, who had been flipping through the receipts like a madman, looked at Woojin.

“Did I do something wrong? If you tell me, I’ll fix it.”

“No, but… Have you ever organized receipts before?”

“No. This is my first time.”

‘Where is he lying…’ Just as that thought crossed his mind, Assistant Manager Im suddenly snapped to attention.

This was the intern who had grasped all the items in the supply room in a short amount of time.

Considering that, he thought it might be possible.

But Woojin threw out an even more surprising remark.

“Assistant Manager Im, the receipt issued by ‘Miju Briquettes’ seems a bit strange.”

“Huh?”

Woojin quickly flipped through the receipts and showed one to Assistant Manager Im.

It was a receipt from PR and Marketing.

“It wasn’t a machine-issued receipt, but a simplified receipt. I looked it up, and the location was a paint store. There’s no such place as Miju Briquettes.”

“What did you say?”

“This too. They said they produced printed materials worth 1,000,000 won, but when I tracked the receipt date, I found they never changed their business name.”

Assistant Manager Im, who had been listening to Woojin with a dumbfounded expression, suddenly furrowed his brows.

“I told you to organize the receipts, did I tell you to look into things like that? Why are you doing things I didn’t ask you to do? Just do what you’re told. Go sit down.”

Woojin bowed his head and turned around.

Assistant Manager Im seemed to glare at him, then started looking into what Woojin had said.

“What nonsense…”

It wasn’t long before he realized.

That what Woojin had said was true.

Although Assistant Manager Im’s self-consciousness was the opposite, his unconscious had implicitly believed Woojin’s words, which is why he looked into it.

A kind of gaslighting had taken effect.

After confirming the facts, Assistant Manager Im tore off the receipt and approached the Manager.

Manager Lee and PR and Marketing Deputy Manager Park did not get along at all.

They had joined at the same time, but as time passed, the rift between them deepened.

The receipt he was holding would be a gift to Manager Lee and a huge problem for Deputy Manager Park.

“Manager.”

“Huh? Why?”

“It’s a receipt from the PR team… If you look at it.”

Manager Lee’s expression changed moment by moment as he listened to Assistant Manager Im.

At that moment.

“Hahahaha! I knew it, that guy! I knew this would happen eventually. As expected of Assistant Manager Im. How did you find it?”

It would be even better if Deputy Manager Park had done it, but it didn’t matter if someone else had.

He just needed to be implicated.

The thought of Deputy Manager Park fabricating things to use him as a stepping stone for his own promotion still filled him with rage,

“Well, that is…”

Assistant Manager Im seemed to ponder for a moment before turning his head toward Woojin.

“The intern, the new intern found it.”

The difference between praise from an assistant manager and a manager is like heaven and earth.

And things like this regarding thug politics become a strong lifeline for the future.

But Assistant Manager Im didn’t do that.

The reason he spoke the truth instead of claiming it as his own achievement was because.

The way he instantly memorized countless items and phone numbers, created a new organizational system that seemed minor but wasn’t, and had the keen eye to immediately catch such suspicions.

Also, he heard from a colleague during lunchtime that Woojin helped an intern who was struggling with the telephone, speaking fluent Japanese.

Despite being an intern, he showed all of this.

Companies want employees who follow orders and listen well, but Assistant Manager Im thought differently.

Even after the internship period ended, he suddenly felt a desire to see Woojin again after a few years.

That peculiar fellow with the calm expression.

Perhaps it was a desire to keep him under his wing.

Even claiming he found it himself, considering such an intern, felt utterly childish.

‘But damn, is there nothing he can’t do? Does speaking five languages mean Japanese is also a given?’

“Really? Wow… Our intern, from the very first day, this.”

The manager, who had jumped up from his seat, approached Woojin.

Woojin stood up from his seat and bowed his head.

Manager Lee waved his hand.

“Oh dear, our intern, why are you standing up and hurting your legs? Sit. Please sit. Interns don’t stand. Sit comfortably. Comfortably.”

“It’s alright.”

The manager chuckled heartily and made Woojin sit down.

Then he massaged Woojin’s shoulder and said,

“Wow… I thought he was just a memorization king, but a lucky charm has rolled in. Don’t you think so, Assistant Manager Im?”

“I’ve seen many interns, but this is my first time seeing an intern like this.”

“Well, you’ll see many more in the future. Of course, ha ha ha! This intern, what did you say his name was?”

“It’s Shin Woojin!”

“Oh, right, right. An intern like Woojin would be perfect for the Audit Team. No, no. The Management Support Team is perfect! Don’t you think so, Assistant Manager Im?”

“That’s right.”

Just then, the Manager’s hand, which had been massaging Woojin’s shoulder, moved to his neck.

“Manager, right there.”

“Oh? Here? Uh ha ha ha! Yes, yes!”

***

After finishing his first day of work, Woojin was showering at home.

Then he heard his Dad’s voice, who had just returned from work.

“Woojin’s here?”

“I’m showering. What’s that?”

As Woojin came out to the living room with a towel draped over his head, his Dad smiled and held up a shopping bag.

“Woojin’s shirt. Our son is handsome, so it’ll really suit him. Wear it tomorrow.”

Woojin’s lips curved upwards again.

It was like a bright spring day, with a gentle breeze blowing.

It was a comforting feeling.

It wasn’t something felt from a material gift.

“It’s fine…”

“What do you mean ‘fine’? Your Dad bought it for once. Make sure to wear it tomorrow, okay, son?”

“Yes. I’ll wear it carefully.”

“Wear it freely. I’ll buy you another one. Your Dad has the means to do so.”

And so, Woojin’s favorite family dinner continued, and they chatted intimately in front of the TV while eating fruit.

And when Woojin entered the room, a phone call came in.

It was an unknown number.

“Hello?”

-Ah, is this Woojin’s cellphone?

Woojin, with his sensitive hearing, immediately knew who it was.

It was a man named Profiler Han Johoon.

“How did you get my phone number?”

-It must be Woojin. Right?

Due to this incident, filming was scheduled for terrestrial broadcast.

He needed to know exactly how the deduction was made to further increase his value.

Although Woojin had deduced it by sheer luck, the glory was his.

“Did Detective Kim or Detective Choi tell you?”

-That’s not it. I wanted to discuss something with you personally. I think highly of Woojin’s profiling skills…

Woojin didn’t take his words at face value.

Because, unlike his words, just like when he saw him at the scene, there was an air of arrogance about him.

“So you didn’t get it from Detective Kim or Detective Choi, but found out through some other method? Profiler Han Johoon, have you ever… been scolded by a student?