Tae-Shik didn’t approve or disapprove of Gi-Gyu’s decision. He just wordlessly sent Gi-Gyu to the association president’s office. 

“I’ve never been here before,” murmured Gi-Gyu. He had visited the association building countless times, but he never got a chance to see the president’s office before.

Knock, knock!

“Come in,” the now-familiar voice answered from inside. Gi-Gyu opened the door and entered as he greeted, “Have you been well, Sir?”

“I have. Please have a seat,” replied Oh Tae-Gu.

Gi-Gyu looked around the president’s office slowly as he sat down on a luxurious sofa. The room reminded him of his junior high principal's office that he visited on cleaning duty. The association president’s room was appropriately elegant and authoritative. 

Tae-Gu also looked very different from when Gi-Gyu saw him in Tae-Shik’s apartment. Instead of the lacy apron, the president was now in a tasteful suit. As would be expected from Tae-Shik’s father, Oh Tae-Gu was a large, sturdy man with an unusual aura about him.

The president asked, “So I hear you’ve decided.”

“Yes, I couldn’t think of any reason to refuse your offer.”

“Good,” Tae-Gu replied as a pleased smile spread on his face. He continued, “From now on, you will have the same authority as General Manager Oh Tae-Shik. Of course, unlike him, you will not be burdened with responsibilities that come with such power. Tsk....