He took out some fresh water from the refrigerator. He rearranged the rest of the water bottles so that there were no gaps in the space. Hong Janghae returned to his seat while drinking water and opened a file that his head manager gave him. It was something extremely personal that had nothing to do with the management agency business. When he received this file at midnight, Janghae intuitively realized that a wall appeared in front of his smooth road; it was a wall so big that he could neither walk around it nor overcome it.

The electronic clock on the wall notified him that it was past 4 a.m. Ever since he was promoted to this position, he had never stayed behind at the company until these hours. Janghae pressed his finger between his forehead. The information his head manager relayed to him should go into the ears of the chairman first. He didn’t know whether it would be in the morning or if it would take a few days, but it would undoubtedly reach his ears.

He stared at the blinking cursor. The photo underneath the mouse cursor showed the gravity of the situation. This wasn’t something he could suppress by himself. As the wheels of...