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The Queen of Office

I'll take this one.

For your girlfriend, right?

No. Just...

It's not for my girlfriend. It's for a colleague.

Oh, I see.

I swear. She's just a colleague.

Yup.

Just a colleague.

Thank you.

Huh?

What's Gyujik doing here?

Wait!

Why is this stupid thing...

Hey, Kim!

Oh, man. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm fine.

Are you okay?

How dare a lowly contract worker treat me like that?

I want to push her into a vat of soy sauce.

I told you not to touch me!

I told you to keep your hands off!

Jeonghan.

Why?

Ms. Kim, are you okay?

- Gyujik! - What?

Your nose.

What about it?

It's bleeding.

Darn it.

Gyujik, here.

Let's get it cleaned and disinfected...

Don't touch me.

Why did you punch me?

All I heard were loud noises,

and I thought you had hit Ms. Kim.

Listen,

is she someone who'd take a blow?

Don't you see this? Would a woman be capable of this?

She's a wild beast.

That's a relief.

Imagine if Ms. Kim had long nails.

Wait. Didn't you say you had plans tonight?

Huh?

Oh, you see...

I had something to give Ms. Kim.

Wait a minute.

You must have...

You agreed to give her overtime pay, didn't you?

Huh?

I knew it.

All that nonsense about shellfish divers and loyalty was just a front.

Ow.

Stop talking. This will only get worse.

But Gyujik,

why did Ms. Kim slap you?

Huh?

Why did she slap you?

You see...

Wait.

Why did she slap me?

Why in the world did she slap me?

Why?

Ow.

Even with all the dancing you do, you've never fallen down once.

I told you. I stepped on a turd in front of the bar.

It must have been a huge turd.

I'll take it from here.

Huh?

Oh, sorry.

I forgot.

What's this?

Us?

Jeonghan.

Why?

I don't know.

Why did you punch him?

Man.

And why are you here?

- Jeonghan. - Ms. Kim.

Ms. Kim, are you okay?

No.

Why would my dear friend Jeonghan fall for a woman like that?

No, no.

How dare you even imagine something so horrid? For shame!

Good morning.

Hello.

- Good morning, sir. - Good morning.

Oh, my.

What happened to your face, Mr. Jang?

Oh, this?

I was working late last night, and a binder on a shelf fell on my face.

You should've gone home and taken the evening off.

But if something fell from a shelf,

wouldn't your nose have borne the brunt of it?

It's weird that you got a cut right above the lip.

Doesn't that only happen when you get hit?

Yeah.

Oh, uh...

You see...

Mr. Jang's mouth kind of just out. So does his nose, but...

What was your major again, rookie?

Public administration, sir.

So that's why you're so bureaucratic and narrow minded about everything.

Sorry, sir.

Wait!

Geez.

Why are you so mean to Ms. Kim?

Did she sock you in the face of something?

Pardon?

My goodness.

How did you even think of such a ridiculous joke, Mr. Ko?

I didn't see her. I really didn't.

Yeah, right.

What's wrong with him? He's acting like a 10 year old.

Ms. Kim might not get to punch in on time.

I know.

I think that family has the upper hand.

Ms. Kim, how did you get here?

With my two legs, sir.

You're not

the Six Million Dollar Man.

How can you be faster than the elevator?

It's been 16 years since the Asian financial crisis.

Korea now has 8 million contract workers.

South Koreans' foremost dream is no longer national reunification.

It's getting a permanent position.

While everyone else yearns for a permanent position,

there is someone who has consciously opted to be a contract worker.

Ms. Kim is Korea's first ever contract worker by choice.

Ms. Kim never works for free.

She doesn't forge cumbersome interpersonal ties.

After her three month contract period, she always leaves Korea.

But no one knows how she's come to call herself "Ms. Kim"

and chosen to be a serial contract worker.

Ms. Kim, do you have lunch plans...

Ms. Kim, would you like to have lunch...

Ms. Kim, may I treat you to lunch?

(smiley)

No, Mr. Mu.

I'm sorry, but I eat lunch alone.

What is it, Mr. Mu?

Oh...

Thank you so much for your help with the crab show yesterday.

I'd like to repay you for helping us like that, but...

Don't worry about it, Mr. Mu.

As listed in my manual, I only accept morning and evening greetings.

Oh, I see.

If we're done here, please excuse me.

Wait, Ms. Kim.

There's something I'd like to ask you.

Yes, Mr. Mu?

Why did you slap Mr. Jang yesterday?

That's not work related, sir.

It's actually more important to me than work.

There seems to be a misunderstanding between the two of you.

I'd like to help you straighten things out.

You and Mr. Jang can do whatever you'd like as regards to that.

What happens after work doesn't concern me, Mr. Mu.

Ms. Kim.

Yes, Mr. Mu?

Actually,

there's something I'd like to give you.

This is really why I came to see you last night.

I don't know if you'll like this,

but I just really wanted to give this to you, so...

Oh, Mr. Mu! It's lunchtime.

This is for the meeting this afternoon.

Yes, I'll get everything ready.

So that woman has lunch by herself every day?

I guess she finds it more comfortable.

Talk about self confidence.

I could never eat alone at a restaurant.

It's got nothing to do with self confidence.

She's just antisocial.

And if a woman starts eating, going to the movies,

and traveling alone,

she's a lost cause.

Mr. Jang,

that sounds rather sexist.

Mr. Mu, the two sexes are innately different.

Men should be manly and women, womanly.

That's how the world stays peaceful and in balance.

I concur.

A woman who doesn't know her place is only trouble.

The Three Macho-teers are at it again.

The Macho-teers?

Oh, you don't know?

Our company's two main male factions

are Jang's Macho-teers

and Mu's Meek-a-teers.

I get Macho-teers but what's Meek-a-teers?

Men who are meek as lambs.

How dare a woman?

Women shouldn't even go to college.

Of course not.

Have you ever seen a woman wielding an axe?

No, sir. Never.

I wish someone would slap him across the face.

How dare a woman?

Next is this one.

Look familiar?

It was launched as "black vinegar for the whole nation,"

but has turned into Y.Jang's biggest headache.

You need to do something about it.

This product requires time.

If you wait just a bit more...

It's been collecting dust in the warehouse for three years.

The response wasn't bad during the holiday season last year.

That's because we sold them dirt cheap.

Yes, but...

But what?

Nothing.

Did we commit a heinous crime?

Korean men have to sacrifice two years for our mandatory military service.

So how dare you talk nasty like that?

Why are you raising your voice?

Why don't you also raise your voice if you find it so unfair?

Stop yelling!

Are you trying to use your brute, manly force to gain the upper hand?

We'll find a way to sell that black vinegar, Ms. Yeo.

Wow.

Jang and his posse are so charismatic.

They are the Jang posse, after all.

Sticking with Jang is a shortcut to promotion or permanent position.

Really? A permanent position?

You can get offered a permanent post after helping out with a proposal.

It's not easy, though.

Not easy at all.

But you're on the wrong team.

All you'll end up doing in Sales & Marketing Support

is grunt work for Jang and the gang.

Are you having another one?

- You'll get fat. No. - Just one.

What?

She said what happens after work doesn't concern her?

It doesn't concern me, either. I don't care about it one bit.

Come on, Gyujik.

Why don't you talk to her?

There seems to be some kind of misunderstanding between you two.

Why are you so concerned about her anyway?

What?

It's just that working together requires mutual understanding,

but you and Ms. Kim are a bit...

Understanding?

What's the matter with you?

Stop being so nice to her.

What if she misunderstands your intentions?

Huh?

Misunderstands?

Yeah.

What if she gets the wrong idea and tries to seduce you?

Don't you know there are countless contract workers trying to seduce us?

You're making no sense.

Oh, come on.

Ms. Kim!

What are you doing?

I'm performing my afternoon duties and responsibilities.

But cleaning the men's room?

It is stated in my manual that when I have spare time

between office duties and responsibilities,

I take care of miscellaneous cleaning and maintenance work.

When you have spare time, you can sit back and enjoy a cup of tea...

A workplace is for work, not relaxation.

Hey, Kim.

Yes, sir?

By any chance, did I do something wrong yesterday?

No matter how much I think about it,

and no matter how unreasonable a person you are,

you still shouldn't resort to violence for absolutely no reason.

It was you who first resorted to violence, Mr. Cabbage Patch Head.

Me?

When? What did I do?

You were waiting for me in front of my house after work hours.

For me, there's nothing worse than seeing people from work

after I punch out at 6:00,

especially

you.

I'll now go and clean the women's restroom.

Hey, Kim Jeomsun! Stop right there!

I got slapped in the face over something as ridiculous as that?

Hey, come back!

Mr. Jang,

did Ms. Kim really slap you?

How long have you been...

He really got slapped?

- He got slapped? - In the face?

How can this be?

How can the all powerful Macho Jang get slapped by a woman?

How?

Right?

I'd be scared to talk to her after 6:00 now.

But you've been too scared to talk to her during work hours anyway.

Ms. Kim has a point.

Who wants to run into people from work at night anyway?

The worst is when someone from work calls on the weekend.

Be that as it may, how dare a woman hit a man?

To boot, she's just a contract worker and Mr. Jang is a supervisor.

I'll let you off the hook about the contract worker comment,

but what does this have to do with gender?

Did I say something wrong?

Geez.

You just might take a swing at us, huh?

Please stop.

Don't touch me!

Why? Why? Why? Why? Not once, but twice.

And in the exact same spot.

Why?

Darn it.

What is it?

It'll keep the cut from leaving a permanent scar.

I'm all set.

Just take it.

I would like to know what happened, but I won't ask.

Because you don't even want me talking to you.

But please take this.

You don't want a scar.

Ms. Kim? Ma'am?

It's just Ms. Kim.

Say,

why did you slap Mr. Jang?

Why should I tell you, Ms. Geum?

He's the head of my team,

so I need to know.

It's stated in my manual that I'm not obligated

to answer questions not pertaining to work.

If you're really curious,

why don't you ask Mr. Jang?

Oh,

and this is something that I keep

I've been meaning to give you.

But why?

I don't like tying my hair, since it leaves a mark.

As you can see, your hair is making it difficult to tell

if this is a soy sauce company or some wig factory.

I ask that you keep your hair tied at work if at all possible.

I don't believe this.

There's an office dinner tonight.

Again?

This happens every time I have an engagement.

Ms. Kim will probably get out of this one, too, right?

But of course.

Remember the last one?

She was asked to attend,

but she said it wasn't her job responsibility and just took off.

Pardon?

He waited for her in front of her house?

Is that such a big deal?

Of course.

I've worked with her for five years, yet I've never been near her place.

She's very particular about keeping work and her personal life separate.

He should consider himself lucky it was only a slap in the face.

Oh...

So I was wondering,

is there anyway to get Ms. Kim to attend an office dinner?

The dinner tonight is for everyone,

and Mr. Hwang really wants Ms. Kim to attend.

We think it might be an opportunity for Ms. Kim to grow closer to everyone.

There is a way, the only way.

Juri!

Oh, hello.

I heard there's an office dinner tonight.

You have to do a good job.

Pardon? What do you mean?

An office dinner is very important for a rookie contract worker like you.

You must make a strong impression if you want your contract extended.

A strong impression?

How do I go about doing that?

You need to really excel at one thing or another,

whether it's grilling the meat

or singing really well.

If you can't do either...

I don't think that I can do either.

In that case,

this...

You stay until the very end and show them what you're made of.

Drinking?

All set?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Hwang?

Well,

I'd like to thank everyone for the successful soy sauce crab event.

Let's drink and be merry tonight!

To Y.Jang!

Cheers.

This is crazy.

She must be

the only person in Korea who gets overtime pay

for attending an office dinner.

Ms. Kim,

I can grill the meat, so please enjoy the dinner...

This is my job,

so please just focus on the office dinner, Mr. Mu.

Why aren't you having any meat?

Oh?

I'm a vegetarian.

Ms. Kim,

it's thanks to you that we managed to pull off the soy sauce crab show.

Let me pour you a glass as a token of my appreciation.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hwang,

but drinking is not stipulated in my contract.

Then let me make your favorite...

But allow me to make you a soju boilermaker, your favorite.

Wow!

Wow!

Here you go, sir.

Thank you.

It's refreshing through and through.

This is unexpected, but you know how to party, Ms. Kim.

- Could you make me one, too? - Me, too. Me, too.

Me, too.

- Good job, Y.Jang trio. - Mr. Hwang!

We're waiting to hear from you.

Mr. Hwang!

Come on, sir.

Fine. Should I go with my all time favorite song?

Song No. 8011, "Apartment."

"Apartment."

Hey, Kim, why don't you put those down?

When Mr. Hwang takes the stage, I'm in charge.

As per the terms of my contract, I'm in charge tonight.

That's enough!

It's my job to play the tambourine.

If you want to brown nose,

find a different instrument.

Darn it.

Good grief.

Who gets sore shoulders from playing the tambourine?

Ow.

Being the life of the party is my specialty.

I've been the tambourine man for Mr. Hwang ever since I joined Y.Jang.

I hope you've learned your lesson.

Why did you have to invite that wild dog of a human being to our party?

I had hoped Ms. Kim would get to know everyone better.

She does seem rather lonely.

What?

Listen, Jeonghan,

loneliness is an emotion only humans can feel.

A wild dog like her doesn't know what loneliness is.

Is it really impossible for you and her to get along?

Jeonghan.

Do you know

what first came into my head

when I sat down to write my letter of resignation?

How we got dressed up as bottles of soy sauce

and danced in the lobby on our first day at Y.Jang.

That's what first popped into my head.

And then

I thought of how Mr. Hwang bought me a suit when I got my first promotion,

and then how you and I had to fly down to Pohang

because Mr. Ko had eaten the abalone we needed for our presentation.

All these memories flashed before me,

and really,

I was so scared.

I thought,

this must be what it feels like right before you die.

But then,

although it wasn't for me,

that woman came through for us.

So I was

really grateful

to her.

Gyujik.

That's why

I worked up the courage

to wait for her

in front of her house and thank her in person.

I did that,

but that wild dog...

How dare she slap me?

How dare a woman slap a man across the face?

Plus, she's a lowly contract worker, and I'm her supervisor.

I'll make her pay for what she's done.

I will crush her. I will annihilate her.

I'll hit her, too!

Are you okay?

You definitely need another patch.

Further back.

This part's bruised.

Really?

- Good night. - I'll get going then.

Good night.

- I'm off, too. - Okay.

Bye.

We'll get going, too.

Oh, come on. Stay for another round.

Yeah. The night's still young.

Another round?

Life must be a picnic for you, Ms. Geum.

Don't you know you have a meeting to prepare for tomorrow?

Yes, Mr. Jang.

Then should we call it a night?

Gyeongu, you and Mr. Ko live close by, right?

Yes, sir. I'll make sure Mr. Ko gets home safely.

Thank you.

- Let's go, sir. - But I can go for another round.

You've had enough, sir.

Juri, Juri. You'll stay, right?

Coming?

Oh, but...

An office dinner is very important for a rookie contract worker like you.

You need to make a strong impression if you want your contract extended.

You need to really excel in one thing or another.

This...

You stay until the very end and show them what you're made of.

- Sure. Why not? - Wow.

Are you sure, Juri?

Yes.

Let's go then. Let's go.

We're off. We're off.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Wow.

You're quite a drinker. Have one more.

Here you go.

Very nice.

Let's drink.

Yup. One more. Bottoms up.

Drink away.

By the way, do you have any ideas for tomorrow's black vinegar meeting?

No.

Chasung's doing nearly everything possible

to target the middle aged and elderly.

But must black vinegar be marketed only to that segment?

Huh?

I was just thinking,

maybe it might be work to target the 20s and 30s segment.

Yeah, but

we've already tried that and failed.

That group was a no-go.

Maybe it wasn't the target but the strategy that was to blame.

The strategy?

How about focusing on health for the 20s and 30s group, too,

rather than beauty and weight control?

Promoting at a baseball game could be effective, too.

Wow, Juri. You sure have this down.

When did you do all this research?

I did some studying when I was looking for jobs.

Wow.

Someone this innovative and talented should be offered a permanent position.

I know.

There's so much talent being wasted in contract positions in Korea.

Okay, then.

Why don't you organize what you said into a report?

Wouldn't you like to draft your very own proposal?

A proposal?

They're the Jang posse.

Stinking with Jang is a shortcut to promotion or a permanent position.

You may be offered a permanent post

after helping out with a proposal.

[Dream beats resume!] [A permanent position at Y.Jang... Go, Jeong Juri!]

Yup.

I can do this!

An earnest dream can beat a fancy resume.

Please don't push...

Mr. Mu, we need you to look over this.

I'll have it ready for you after lunch, Mingu.

Thank you, sir.

Good morning.

Good morning to you, too, Juri.

Hi.

Good morning, Ms. Kim.

It certainly is a very good morning.

Juri, are you not feeling well?

I'm perfectly fine, sir.

Mr. Mu, here are the questionnaires you asked me to print out.

Oh, thank you.

Juri,

this is an internal marketing questionnaire.

Could you get these stapled and distributed?

Of course, Mr. Mu.

[Black Vinegar Marketing Proposal]

Wow.

Wowee.

Juri, this is perfect.

I'm telling you, you're a diamond in the rough.

You're too good to be stapling away in Sales & Marketing Support.

Did you do all this when you got home last night? Are you okay?

It wasn't a big deal. I'm in good form today.

You definitely have what it takes to be part of the Jang posse.

Right?

Yup.

Youth and dreams are beautiful.

Keep up the good work. This is amazing.

It's really something.

[20s/30s Age Group Black Vinegar Marketing Proposal]

What's this?

20s/30s Age Group Black Vinegar Marketing Proposal?

Yes.

We thought long and hard about how to save Y.Jang's black vinegar,

and this is what we came up with.

Yes, sir.

Chasung's dominance in the elderly and middle aged segment is too strong.

We thought it might make more sense for us to target the 20s and 30s group.

But we ruled out the 20s and 30s at the last meeting.

It occurred to us maybe it was the strategy,

not the target, that was the cause of our initial failure.

It was the strategy, not the target...

At a difficult time like this,

you two have finally come through with a big one!

Good job.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. Jang, Mr. Hwang would like to see you.

Okay.

We'll talk more about this later.

Yes.

No way!

Is this what she's charging for attending the office dinner?

Meat grilling, $200,

tambourine playing, $400?

Yup.

Accounting is up in arms.

We should have skipped karaoke last night.

Who knew her tambourine rate was this high?

This is ridiculous, Mr. Hwang.

This isn't something that can happen in Korean society today.

No, right? This is ridiculous, right?

Of course it is.

We have to set her straight.

My thoughts exactly.

So,

you two go to Ms. Kim...

Yes, sir. We'll go to her, and...

Ask her for a discount.

Even if it's just $50.

Mr. Jang,

where are the questionnaires?

Haven't you handed them out yet?

Juri should be on that.

Are you out of your mind?

I'm sorry, sir.

I didn't mean to...

Of course not.

Who dozes off intentionally at work,

and on a toilet, no less?

The office party lasted longer than expected...

What? Office party?

Were you the only one at the party last night?

Everyone else is working just fine. What do you think about that?

Cat got your tongue?

The thing is...

What happened was...

You see...

The company wined and dined you

so you'd work even harder.

How dare you make excuses?

What was that unpleasant noise?

Wined and dined? You must mean defrauded.

What did you say? Defrauded?

You take the dreams of insecure contract workers hostage and force them

to dinners that are excuses for binge drinking.

It's a dirty, fraudulent deal.

What?

Fraudulent?

Dirty?

Look, don't you know anything

about common courtesy at the workplace?

Is a company merely a place

from which you squeeze out every penny possible?

No.

If there's squeezing to be done at the company, I would like to do

some yanking, if that were possible.

Yank what?

Go ahead and yank it all out then.

If that's what you really want, let's go again, you and me.

And if I lose this time,

I'll really let you shave my head.

Very well.

But

if I lose,

I will grant you your wish.

I'll let you slap me.

What?

You're telling me to slap a woman?

What do you take me for?

If it's not what you want, we can just drop this.

A flick then.

A flick on the forehead.

Deal.

Go, Mr. Jang!

You can do this!

Go, Ms. Kim!

Alright!

- Show her what you've got! - Go, Ms. Kim!

You can do this!

Go, Ms. Kim.

You have to win.

Ready.

- Go, Ms. Kim. - Go, Mr. Jang.

You have to fine.

Very nice.

- Go, Ms. Kim! - Take it nice and easy.

Wait. Why isn't Mr. Jang doing that?

Because it's unnecessary.

This is a German stapler. It's high end.

What a cheap shot.

Don't let his underhanded trick get the best of you.

Going strong.

You're doing great.

Nice. Nice.

Keep going.

Faster!

You can do this, Mr. Jang!

Just a bit more, Ms. Kim.

Alright. We won.

What a shame, Ms. Kim.

- Nice! - Alright!

Macho Jang! Macho Jang! Macho Jang! Macho Jang!

Go ahead, sir.

Is he really going to do it?

What are you all doing here?

Where are the questionnaires?

I'll put the flick on hold.

As you wish.

Hurry up and hand out the questionnaires.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Ms. Kim!

Thank you,

and I'm sorry.

I was

just trying to do a good job.

I was told an office dinner was where a contract worker

could make a strong impression.

I was told I had to make the right connections if I wanted to survive.

What a load of crap.

Office dinner, making an impressions, making the right connections?

Do you think any of that can actually keep you safe?

Listen, Jeong Juri.

You're an incompetent and stupid contract worker, always at risk of getting the axe.

The only thing you can rely on is that scrawny body of yours.

The body is the only asset for contract workers like us who

don't have colleagues, affiliations, or connections.

If you have your body and professional and technical licenses,

you will always be able to find work.

So...

Stop weeping and hovering over a toilet bowl,

and get your hangover under control.

Ms. Kim.

Don't follow me.

Ms. Jeong!

Go ahead and eat, before it gets cold.

I'm sorry, Mr. Mu.

No, Juri.

It's me who owes you an apology.

Pardon?

But why?

Because,

I'm an incompetent boss without the right connections.

Why are you saying such a thing?

Juri,

I cannot offer you anything concrete

or immediate to help you make your way up.

But

I can be a little stepping stone propping you up from below,

so that you can make your way up on your own.

And I can be there as long as you need me,

so even if it takes a bit of time,

let's make our way up together.

Please eat before the food gets cold.

Right.

Eggs, please.

So it turns out that woman's not all that.

Mr. Jang, are you really going to flick her on the forehead?

But of course.

Mr. Jang, when will you do it?

Soon.

Nice! I'd better film it.

Mr. Jang,

I have something to tell you.

Ms. Kim

let you win.

I know.

Really?

We all think we're special like a Christmas tree.

But then we realize that we're only one

of the many bulbs lighting the tree.

So what happened was...

And then we're hit

with an even harsher fact of life.

Say, Juri, how about a drink?

No.

Even the many lowly bulbs come in different grades.

You have to hold up your end of the deal.

Not here.

Please hurry up.

For every 10 minutes after work, I charge

a special overtime rate...

What's going on in that head of yours?

Why did you let me win?

I want to know. Why did you let me win?

I never did such a thing.

So you're going to keep acting super cool...

Why? Because I intimidate you?

Were you scared you'd get the boot?

Or did you feel sorry

about having slapped me?

Or else...

Do you

have feelings for me?

Do you want me to slap you again?

Then what is it?

I just don't understand.

Why would someone like you...

There's no need for you to understand me.

Why should a human try to understand a Post-It, Scotch tape or a stapler?

What?

I'm a mere stapler.

I can always be replaced, just like a stapler,

so save your understanding

for other humans.

I must have lost it.

Why did I even think I could hold a conversation with this wild dog?

Your forehead, then.

Let's get this over and done with and end this useless back and forth.

That's exactly what I was hoping for.

Close your eyes. I hate eye contact with you.

It makes me gag to see you, too.

What?

Could life really be made up of a set of stairs rather than one big break?

And if we slowly make our way up one step at a time,

will we eventually reach our dreams?

I don't know yet,

but there's one thing I do know.

In TV dramas, it's the nice guy

who is always just a second too late.

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How can this be?

The meeting is for the Russian deal, right?

We have to get them to sign with us.

Don't you need an interpreter?

I'll do the interpretation.

Does she have some kind of Russian language certification?

No, she doesn't...

What's her number?

Disclosing her personal information violates the terms of her contract.

How old is she, anyway?

Please move.

The daughter of the president of DH Bank?

I thought you two were friends. You didn't know?

Oh!

Hurry up and make sure the contract is in order.

I'm sorry, Mr. Jang.

We almost lost a huge deal because of you!

I want us to get back together.

Never bring that up again.

Are you interested in someone else?