Cheat day

Heave-ho

“Oh dear.” Oh dear.

After finishing the broadcast, it was 9 PM.

I was completely drained and slumped over, but the old kimchi who said he was going out brought me some water.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“How’s the hardship?” But why did you come back? I told you to leave right away, didn’t I?

“There are still things left to organize.”

“You could do it next week.” “Are you really okay not taking a break?”

I also accumulated fatigue while juggling the Baek Seung-yong car and broadcasting, but Muk Eun-ji, who handled all the schedules and even took care of Kim Seo-jin’s tasks, must have found it even harder.

“It’s okay.”

“Don’t do that, just take a day off next Monday.” You need to rest in order to work hard again.

“I will do that.”

Mukji slightly smiled and replied, then looked at the monitor.

Even though the broadcast has ended, many people are staying in the chat room to cheer me on.

“I’m glad you trusted me as you said, CEO.”

I once said that the side dish store subscribers wouldn’t be swayed by such nasty comments.

“I was just pretending to be tough, but it’s a relief.”

“Were you just pretending to be tough?”

“I was just pretending to be tough.”

We both chuckled softly.

“If I said I didn’t care, it would be a lie.” But it was even more moving than that.

The aged kimchi is staring at me intently.

The tone is still stiff, but unlike before, the expression and demeanor are strangely warm.

“In a way I could never have imagined.” I was also moved by the PD who managed to solve it while doing other tasks.

“…….”

“When the signs of public opinion manipulation became known, Ji-seung, Ji-chan, and Woo-jin all came to the office as soon as they finished their schedules.” Anyway, we’ll see each other tomorrow at the Baek Seung-yong car.

Muk Eun-ji smiled slyly.

Wow. Cha Ji-chan, seriously. Kim Seojin gets even angrier when he bends over, right? He couldn’t be persuaded not to, and Baek Woo-jin insisted on driving himself.

“Is that so?”

Don’t even mention it. Even though it was a relief that Jiseung-hyung stayed still, I was so anxious because he kept fiddling with his knife bag.

When I think about it, it’s really dizzying.

“I barely managed to calm him down and get him on air, and the people who usually tease him are now comforting and cheering him on.” How should I put it?

I didn’t know how to express it, so I said it as it is.

“I used to think I had no friends and was living alone in the world.” But then I realized that I had really foolish thoughts. I said it was good.

Mugunji still listened to me with a gentle smile.

“Thank you, really.”

“I’m the same.”

“Yes?”

“I often felt that I was alone too.” In the end, you live alone. I thought that maybe I was a flawed person who couldn’t get along with others.

“…….”

“However, since being with the CEO, things have gradually changed.” I can be a good person too. “Such.”

It felt like they had been saved by the likes of Mukbang, Jujiseung, Chajichan, Baek Woojin, and the subscribers.

I can’t believe I could give that overwhelming and warm feeling too.

The aged kimchi, which had wounds similar to mine, is gradually finding its way back to me, and I couldn’t be happier.

“Please take care of me from now on as well.”

“I look forward to working with you as well.”

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Sunday.

They gathered in Yeouido ahead of the last week of the Baek Seung-yong car.

“Ahhh.”

Baek Woo-jin stretched out his arms and leaned over the desk to ask.

“Is this really the last one?”

“Right.” “Already, huh?”

Jujiseung spoke as if he was regretful.

“At first, I thought this didn’t make any sense, but somehow it actually worked out.”

It seems that Cha Ji-chan can’t believe we actually pulled off the business.

In fact, it wasn’t just Cha Ji-chan’s idea; we all had our doubts at first.

Since there are subscribers, I could get help at first, but I couldn’t deceive my taste buds, so I had no choice but to be nervous.

From the angelica leaves I put in my first lunchbox to the spicy braised chicken I sold yesterday, I gave it my all.

As I spent each day in a daze like that, time flew by.

“If you’re still feeling it, should we just keep going?”

“No.”

“That’s not it.”

Uh. I won’t do it.

Just in case, I asked, and it seems like everyone is tired.

“Anyway, we’re doing 500 each next week.” “That’s enough.”

Actually, I feel more fulfilled than disappointed.

Even if I could go back a month, I don’t think I could do any better than this, so it’s best to wrap things up here.

“Look at this.”

Baek Woo-jin adjusted his posture and took the tablet out of his bag.

“What is it?”

“Our sales.”

What is it? Are we in the black?

“It’s because I put all the money the subscribers gave me.”

“You didn’t even deduct the commission when you deposited it.”

Yes. If you take that out, it turns out like this.

Baek Woo-jin showed the Excel spreadsheet.

The total expenditure from May 1 to May 27, based on 24 business days, is 37,464,765 won.

It costs 3,850 won to make one regular lunch box, and 4,100 won for a large one, resulting in a total expenditure of 23,400,000 won.

The side dish menu changes daily, with an average unit price of 915 won, selling an average of 183 units per day, resulting in a total expenditure of 4,018,680 won.

The average unit cost of the canned drinks we distributed for free was 225 won, so distributing an average of 250 each day resulted in an expenditure of 1,350,000 won.

The interior decoration cost and kitchenware rental fee amount to 4,300,000 won.

The utility bills, including electricity and gas, were approximately 800,000 won, and the other expenses amounted to 5,596,085 won.

The revenue from lunchbox sales is 28,992,000 won, so it can be said that there is a deficit of 8,472,765 won.

“It came out exactly as we expected, didn’t it?”

“Really?” I thought it would be a loss of about 8 million won.

“I thought I could fly more.”

“That’s right.” I thought I would need to spend more because I kept needing this and that.

“Isn’t this a decent defense?”

“Right.”

Everyone is happy that the deficit is only 8.4 million won. Something seems off, but I decided to just let it go.

“The extra portion and the side helped.”

Baek Woo-jin checked the extra servings and sides and said.

He explained that selling a regular lunchbox yielded a profit of 150 won each, while the larger portion brought in 400 won per unit, and the side dishes left a profit of 85 won, which helped to slightly reduce the deficit.

“Wow.”

As everyone turned their heads and cheered, Jujiseung, who had come up with the idea of a double serving and a side dish, puffed out his chest and spread his arms wide.

“I have a lot of money saved from sponsorships again.” “Honestly, if we had paid for all the interior design and dishes ourselves, 4.3 million won wouldn’t have been enough.”

“That’s true.”

“We received support too, you know.” What happens if you add that?

That’s right. It was quite a gathering.

“The total sponsorship amount is 8,871,000 won, so the remaining money is 398,235 won.”

Baek Woo-jin finished explaining.

“It’s not a loss.”

“Isn’t it okay?” It’s almost 400,000 won, isn’t it?

Everyone who had briefly escaped reality fell silent.

The remaining money for the Baek Seung-yong car, which was operated without rent, received sponsorships and viewer donations, is only 400,000 won.

“You didn’t do it to make money, did you?”

“That’s right.” Right.

After the awkward laughter, silence fell again.

“If we had set a fixed menu, we could have reduced costs a bit more.”

Baek Woo-jin opened his mouth.

“Since we kept changing the side dishes every time, we couldn’t bring them in bulk.” If we had bought more, we could have still reduced the unit price.

“Since you have to eat a balanced diet, that’s a bit difficult.”

“When it comes to restaurants, is it because of this that they say to line up for the menu?”

“If the business goes well, it will be good for maintaining freshness too.” Cooking time is also getting shorter. We can also lower the unit price.

Jujiseung nodded and wrote something down.

While working on the Baekseung Yongcha, they showed a lot of enthusiasm, but seeing them organize the feedback, it really seems like they are serious about opening a restaurant.

“Seriously, what would we have done if we hadn’t taken that ad?”

“Exactly.”

In fact, the reason the operation of Baek Seung-yeong’s car could have been a great benefit to us is thanks to our subscribers and advertisements who support us.

I earned over 80 million won from each of the five companies through advertisements, sponsorships, and PPL.

It was all possible because there were subscribers.

I realized once again how difficult it is to run a food business from scratch on the bare ground.

“Honestly, we’ve earned much more than we deserve.” I was really surprised when I saw the ad revenue this time.

“That’s right.” Where are we going to make that much money?

For Cha Ji-chan, 80 million won is a significant amount, even for Baek Woo-jin.

In fact, we don’t belong to the category of those who charge high advertising fees, so all of us, including myself, significantly exceeded our monthly income records thanks to this advertising fee.

“It’s all thanks to our PD.” This is what I’m saying.

When I boasted about the aged kimchi, all three nodded in agreement.

Not only with CookCook, but also with other companies, the negotiations were successfully concluded, so I have no choice but to acknowledge it.

“Anyway, let’s do our best until the end.” If we want to spend less money in June, we need to earn a bit more.

Cha Ji-chan said.

I’m talking about the national march and volunteer activities that start at the end of June. We decided to use the money earned from the Baek Seung-yong car and our own funds to distribute lunch boxes to the underprivileged in each region.

If it were up to me, I would want to make and deliver them myself, but preparing the equipment to make lunch boxes while on the move is quite burdensome, so I’m currently looking into lunch box companies in each region.

Boo-woong-

My phone vibrated, and when I checked, it was Mukunji who sent the message.

“Are we done here?”

Why? Do you have plans?

Yes. I made plans to watch a movie with the PD.

Jichan, who had asked if I had an appointment, stared at me intently.

Joo Ji-seung and Baek Woo-jin, who were discussing sales while looking at the tablet, also slowly turned their heads.

“Why?”

“On Sunday?”

“Yeah.”

“Just the two of us?”

“Yeah.”

All three blinked, and then Cha Ji-chan and Baek Woo-jin sighed at the same time.

“You’re really not supposed to do that with side dishes.”

Cha Ji-chan said.

“What?”

“Hey, that’s workplace harassment.” “How well does Producer Mukunji treat you, and you go and bother him all the way until the weekend?”

“My point exactly.” Just let me rest a bit. What are you going to do if Eunji runs away?

“The PD said it first.” Since there’s a movie I want to see anyway, I might as well watch it.

“Are you going to watch it anyway?”

“Hyung, do you make Eunji work on weekends too?”

“No.”

Listening to this, these people go ahead and label me as a wicked boss.

“PD had an eating disorder.” But I started eating a little bit about two weeks ago. Anyway, I’m on a diet and exercising too. So we decided to do it together.

“No.”

“Wait a minute.” Keep going.

Joo Ji-seung, who had been quietly listening, blocked Baek Woo-jin and twisted his wrist.

So after finishing work, we go eat and then take a walk. We agreed to do it even on the weekend. It’s no fun doing it alone.

Joo Ji-seung rubbed his chin.

“Is that all?”

Uh. That’s really all there is to it. Do you think I’ve never worked in an office before? It’s someone who tells the PD to please take a break. “What’s going on?”

“Didn’t you say something else before that?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like what’s inside, you know.” You know, like those conversations where you share everything openly.

“Wasn’t it?”

“What were you talking about?”

Ah.

“Actually, I felt it a bit too.” In the past, it felt a bit stiff and there was a wall between us, but these days, it seems like we’ve gotten closer.

“That’s all an illusion!” It’s only natural to treat the workplace representative well.

Baek Woo-jin said.

He’s an annoying guy, but he’s not wrong.

“Right?” So I only have a meal and a walk with the PD to avoid making them uncomfortable. “Maybe because he felt awkward, he kept trying not to go.”

“Sigh.”

Jujiseung let out a long sigh.

“What?” “What’s going on?”

“Don’t you really know?”

“What?”

“Director Muk has feelings for you.”

The accident was momentarily halted.

My mind wasn’t working, and I was just mumbling when I turned my head and met eyes with Cha Ji-chan and Baek Woo-jin.

“Eh.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“No.” No.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity.

“Hyung, how did you get married?” I don’t know what I know either.

“What?”

“I know this well.” It’s not like I like it just because you talk to me. It’s not like I like you just because you smile at me. Just because we eat together and watch a movie doesn’t mean I have feelings for you. Ah, this guy really doesn’t know.

That’s private, so it’s not okay. Even if my story is fine, I can’t talk about the PD’s story.

“Just tell me your story.”

Jujiseung has been relentlessly questioning since earlier.

“Why?”

“Just go ahead and talk.” What did you say?

“Just.” A long time ago. Talking about our company. But thinking about it, it’s a bit too much and it’s somewhat tied to what the PD said, so it’s a bit awkward to bring it up, you know?

“Look at this.” This guy always calls me a chatterbox and whatnot, and I’m sure he acted all condescending again.

Since Baek Woo-jin stepped forward, I jabbed him in the side as punishment.

“I’ve noticed lately that PD Muk has been looking at you a bit differently.”

“What do you mean?”

“When was it?” Why. When Jichan was messing with you before.

“Why are you talking like that?”

Cha Ji-chan shouted angrily.

“You were messing with his thighs and back, weren’t you?”

“Then why do you express it like that?” Creepy! He used to hang out with Banchan-yong, and now his speech has become a bit strange too!

“You were the one who was more disgusting.”

When I said a word to the stern Chajichan, he quieted down.

“At that time, Muk PD’s reaction was a bit strange, you know?” But after that, things were a bit different. Things like gazes.

Listening to Jujiseung’s words, I see that it’s true.

“Exactly.”

When I spoke while looking at Baek Woo-jin, he chuckled too.

“Doesn’t it seem like this person has feelings for me?” That’s definitely a misunderstanding.

Baek Woo-jin said something right for a change.