‘O, one hundred billion, eh… How can we earn 100 billion a month?’
After Na DaeBang came to the smart shopping strategy team, he followed YongHo like a chick following its mother hen. YongHo, who was inconvenienced by that, asked Son SeokHo for help but Na DaeBang refused.
“I didn’t come here to see head researcher Son.”
“You heard that, Mr. YongHo? He says so.”
With that one line from Son SeokHo, Na DaeBang’s senior was decided. YongHo looked resentfully at Son SeokHo. He was not yet ready to become anyone’s senior. He was busy looking after himself.
Son SeokHo didn’t do anything so he had requested help from Jeong DanBi. However, in the end, he had to give up.
“……”
Perhaps their first meeting was bad, but the air sparked as soon as Jeong DanBi met gazes with him.
The two stared at each other without saying anything. YongHo gave up first since it might turn out to be a fight if he waited any longer.
When YongHo picked clothes without saying anything, Na DaeBang spoke, perhaps thinking that it wasn’t good if this continued.
“Who are you giving it to? Girlfriend? Mother?”
“I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Then mother it is… Mr. YongHo was one year older than me so……”
YongHo who was pushed aside from the hanger, looked at Na DaeBang quietly. He scanned through a few clothing, before he selected one.
“She should be about 50 right now so a marsala colored gingham check style is alright.”
“Sorry, what?”
“You can just buy whatever I say. I know a little fashion myself. It’s done now, right? Let’s go.”
His build reminded of a bear, but it was as if looking at a little rabbit.
“Uh……”
When he was about to make an excuse, YongHo interfered.
“Each line of the source must have a clear meaning and a definition for using, but what the hell is this? Meaningless comments and unused methods… If you dirty the code like this, who would want to look at it?”
“It’s……”
“I didn’t have time, I was too busy – I don’t want to hear these excuses.”
YongHo spat out lines like a machine gun.
“It’s not me who……”
“Isn’t it done by the team? Is it over if you didn’t do it? Can you call yourself a programmer if you don’t have any affection for your program?”
When YongHo’s sharp criticisms continued, Na DaeBang kept withering. He never knew that this was the kind of education he would receive. And YongHo’s words kept pushing Na DaeBang down the abyss of shock.
“Please edit the parts I told you today. I will see you tomorrow.”
“Sorry?”
The rough and unrestrained figure was all but gone. He was at the whim of YongHo’s words.
“The ‘eyes to see sources’, I will educate you thoroughly.”
Groan.
It was the words he spoke with his own mouth so he couldn’t say any more. He could only groan like a wet rabbit.
***
Refactoring.
It was the thing Son SeokHo did in his code review with YongHo, when he first entered the company. And now, it was repeating.
“Th, this can’t be… What I was thinking was… not this…”
At Na DaeBang, who was muttering to himself, YongHo asked.
“Sorry? What did you say?”
“N, nothing.”
The confident figure from the beginning couldn’t be found anywhere. The continuous code review made Na DaeBang unable to come to himself.
“Well then, we looked until line 1050 yesterday, so we will start from there.”
“Uh, S, sunbae!”
Na DaeBang abruptly raised his hands and called for YongHo. On the whiteboard, the screen from the computer was projected.
It was the source Na DaeBang worked on while working on the Shinseki’s Magic Mirror. He seemed to never want to see this source again so he fixed his gaze on YongHo with blazing eyes.
He looked like he was about to riot if YongHo didn’t listen to him.
“Oh, yes. Anything you need?”
“I have a good idea, and I want to talk about it.”
“A good idea?”
“Weren’t you agonized about that project OH?”
When he was developing the Shinseki’s Magic Mirror, Na DaeBang had a question.
‘Why do people come to offline stores to buy clothes?’
‘Isn’t it to try on the clothes?’
‘They’re coming offline to try them on. Should there be a need for this machine?’
‘I’d want it online, not offline.’
He had these questions but he was already in the middle of developing this. Moreover, it was a decision from the higher-ups, so Na DaeBang couldn’t do anything.
YongHo, who heard this from Na DaeBang, told Son SeokHo, and soon, a conference was held.
***
“I will go.”
“Why do you suddenly want to go to Korea?”
“I need to see YongHo.”
“Didn’t you use up all your paid holidays?”
“Then I can just rest from work.”
“Like I said, why?”
Jessie looked at Dave with a ‘I give up’ expression. Dave seemed to find Jessie’s stare frightening as he looked away and said shyly.
“It’s not fun here.”
“Dave, who does work for fun?”
Jessie now softly consoled Dave. Consoling Dave into not make him do anything rash had become an important part of her daily life.
“Then why should I live if I don’t have fun?”
“What?”
“Isn’t it true? The place I spend most of my time is the company building. To not find company work interesting is the same as wasting most of my time meaninglessly, isn’t that right? Why should I live a life like that?”
He had his own logic. Jessie spoke without being able to refute him easily.
“How can you only have fun in life? Everybody copes with uninteresting work in their life.”
“Then let us not do that.”
“……”
If she fought to the end, then she could perhaps persuade Dave. However, Jessie didn’t see the necessity to do that. Dave’s ability was already very good, and she knew that he wouldn’t starve to death anywhere.
And it was the same for her too.
“You will come with me, right?”
“Yes, do whatever you want.”
Jessie muttered as if she had given up.
With Jessie’s approval, Dave picked up the phone right away.
“James. Let’s go!”
As soon as those words ended, James, who was sitting in one side of the office abruptly stood up.
“Who can hold you back…”
Even with words mixed with sighs, Jessie couldn’t stop Dave’s joy.
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