Jin Myung-Gyu shouted once again. "Why aren't you answering? Are you the one who promised to hand over the recipe or not?"0

Since I had already chosen my side, I replied without blinking an eye. "Yes, I provided the recipe. But is that a problem?"0

At that moment, Jin Myung-Gyu's face trembled with rage. "What? You little bastard… What did you just say?"0

Most people would have lowered their heads before Jin Myung-Gyu. After all, Jinseong Inc was ranked 25th in the business world and he was the most likely candidate to become its next president.0

But I didn't even blink as I glared back at him. "I may not be one of Jinseong's people, but why is that a problem? Even you have licensed snacks and drinks that were outsourced to Japan and the US. Isn't 'Sweet Bongbong' a prime example?"2

When Jin Myung-Gyu was the president of Jinseong Foods, they had launched the 'Sweet Bongbong' product series in partnership with a Japanese license. However, the cocoa-based soda 'Sweet Bongbong' had failed miserably as it didn't suit Korean tastes.0

Mentioning this failure made Jin Myung-Gyu's face flush red. "You… You insolent little…"1

The sight of him yelling in anger reminded me of how he had cursed me out before my regression.0

-Why does a lackey for entertainers have so much to say?0

-Just do as you're told. Where did you learn to talk back like that?0

-These useless actors have no sense of reality. Spoil them and they think they're untouchable....0