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The Queen of Office

You're even talking in your sleep.

What? What did you say?

You're on fire?

Filthy.

What? Filthy?

You're filthy,

so get your hands off me.

What? What?

You wild dog!

Filthy?

I saved your life! How dare you?

Darn it!

Thank you, Mr. Mu.

You're welcome. Good night, Juri.

- Mr. Mu. - Yes?

This is for you.

It's supposed to be good for you.

Diamond Health Foods.

This really does look healthy.

Juri.

Yes?

Do you know why I picked you out of all the applicants?

Why?

You said

you were a lump of fermented soybeans,

and told us to give you a taste to see if you'd make quality soybean paste.

The lump of fermented soybeans I saw before me looked beautiful.

Fermented soybeans are much prettier than diamonds.

Thank you for this.

You're welcome.

Good night.

What?

Filthy?

I'm filthy?

I even went out of my way to get her cold medicine.

It's impossible to treat you like a human being, Kim.

Darn it!

Fermented soybeans are much prettier than diamonds.

Good morning, Ms. Kim.

Good morning.

Um, Ms. Kim,

about yesterday...

You said you wanted to become a diamond,

so why are you back at a soybean paste company?

I'm not meant to be a diamond.

And besides,

I was told fermented soybeans are prettier than diamonds.

Who told you that?

Pardon?

There's this person...

Ms. Jeong.

Yes?

You're red as a beet.

- Mr. Hwang. - Hey.

How much gift money did you give?

$100.

Stop being so stingy.

Come on, Mr. Hwang.

It's the thought that counts.

Mr. Jang, I hope you get back exactly as much when you get married.

Let's go in.

Sure. I'll tell Mr. Jang when he returns.

Why do they have to get married on a weekday?

The wedding halls were all booked on the weekends.

Then why not get married at a hotel?

- Pardon? - What?

Mina went to a fortune teller to see which day would be most auspicious,

and the fortune teller said it had to be today,

or the marriage wouldn't last.

I suppose Mina has to take ever precaution she can.

- Why? - You don't know?

They are this company's most uneven match.

The bride has a permanent position, but the groom's a contract worker.

- What's wrong with that? - What do you mean?

Would you marry a contract worker?

Not even I would.

If you love the guy, why would that matter?

You must still be pure at heart.

Does love put food on the table or get baby formula for your child?

What does baby formula have to do with anything?

Babies need formula just like we need food.

I'm just saying, love isn't all there is to marriage,

especially for contract workers like us.

What does being a contract worker have to do with anything?

Love has no boundaries.

How can being a contract worker get in the way of love?

You're getting in my way.

Please step aside.

She's more irritable than usual.

No surprise there. If you're over 30, you worry you might get married

when others are celebrating their golden anniversary.

Darn it!

What's wrong with this stupid thing?

I'm going to rip the top off.

The groom.

And now, the father will walk the beautiful bride down the aisle.

Please welcome them with applause.

The bride!

Is she still at work?

I saw her earlier.

Huh?

This is odd.

The bride's mother's seat is empty, too.

Dad, let's just do this. We'll talk after the wedding.

Yes, honey. You need to walk her down the aisle.

How dare you deceive your own parents?

And if I didn't?

Would you have said yes?

No, right?

Of course not.

You had suitors who were high paying doctors and lawyers,

but you're marrying a contract worker?

The bride!

I can't go in there,

so if you want to walk down the aisle and consider us dead,

do as you please!

Honey! Honey!

Is something wrong?

I think maybe I wasn't loud enough.

I'll call out to them one more time.

The bride!

Ms. Kim?

(left)Bride: Hwang Mina Food Product Development (Y.Jang) Second year permanent employee Annual salary:$ 35,000 (right)Groom: An Taesu Food Finances (Y.Jang) Second year contract worker Annual salary:$ 22,000

Is that thing charging toward me?

I think so.

Mr. Hwang,

this is the supply purchase list for the company sports day.

I need your signature, sir.

You came all this way for this?

I could've signed it at the office later.

I need your signature by the end of the day,

and my day

is almost over, sir.

I see.

Thank you.

May I

head straight home from here, Mr. Hwang?

Sure.

Thank you.

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.

How could she lie about something like that?

What father would be okay with a marriage like that?

Did Ms. Hwang get knocked up?

No, it's nothing like that.

The groom was her first love in school,

and they met again at Y.Jang.

Really?

So he was her first love.

I didn't think Ms. Hwang was such a fool.

How can she descend to a lower class for a pathetic reason like that?

The tuition for a top notch college,

the money spent on getting a job here,

and 20 years of private lessons

must have cost her parents a fortune.

This marriage puts her and her parents in the red.

Did she really major in business management?

Mr. Jang, marriage isn't business.

I'm not sure what you're saying is...

Of course it's business.

It's an important business deal that determines your social class.

Just look at Ms. Hwang.

Every time her husband's contract is up. and he has to look for a new job,

whose money will they have to live on? Huh? Huh?

Ms. Hwang's money.

And at his age, he won't be offered a permanent position anywhere.

Then whose money will they more or less live on?

Ms. Hwang's money.

Let this be a lesson to us all.

A woman is done for if she finds the wrong spouse.

What are you doing?

I was just getting myself ready for the workday.

Go and do it somewhere else.

Why are you doing it here today?

How can Jang Gyujik say such terrible things?

He's not wrong, though.

Marriage is business.

It sure is.

So you ladies be careful when the time comes.

Make sure that the guy's family isn't in debt.

Is your boyfriend still paying off his father's business debt?

Yup.

You're not young. So when will you actually get married?

Marriage? As if.

That's why I have to get my contract extended.

We both have to work to pay off the debt if we're to get married.

Your contract's almost up already?

Next month.

Don't worry. They'll re-sign you.

They'd be lost here without you.

That's right. And Mr. Hwang thinks you're the bee's knees.

You do everything around here. Right?

Right?

We have all those Home Mart order slips, right?

Yes, I checked.

Look them over once again. We can't have any mistakes.

Yes.

Um,

Mr. Jang,

did you really mean what you said earlier?

What did I say?

About marriage being a business deal.

Do you really believe that?

Of course it's a business deal.

Dating and marriage

are just like business.

Two people of the same caliber must get together to avoid problems.

Mr. Jang, do you know you've changed a lot?

What?

I haven't changed.

Do you know why I used to like you?

You were a bit rough around the edges,

but you were a warm person.

Being a warm person doesn't put food on the table.

What the heck is wrong with them?

Are you okay, Bitna?

You all know about the company sports day tomorrow, right?

The venue will be announced later.

Make sure you come wearing sneakers.

What do we do on sports day, anyway?

Sports, of course.

Volleyball, soccer, dodgeball. Anything that wears us out.

But wrestling is the highlight of the sports day at Y.Jang.

Wrestling?

Yup.

And Mr. Jang always wins.

It's a lot of fun.

Mr. Jang?

Yes.

He's almost as good as a pro.

Ms. Kim, you'll come tomorrow, right?

Yes.

Anything that takes place during work hours is part of my job,

so I will be attending, Mr. Mu.

Thank you.

It's lunchtime. Please excuse me.

So how far do we have to go to let upper management win again?

Oh, right.

We played five games of dodgeball last year, right?

We played an extra game when the managing director came.

Then we had to play another one when the director came.

I think we played around five games.

And we had to work so hard to let them win.

Oh, right. Ms. Kim is coming tomorrow, right?

Yes.

She's attending because it's during work hours.

Don't you get the feeling

that Ms. Kim is probably really strong?

Maybe she'll beat Mr. Jang and become the wrestling champion.

How strong can a woman be?

Don't you know who I am?

After my three year winning streak, they call me like that wrestling legend,

Jang Hodong.

Hey, Kim,

shouldn't you at least thank me

for helping you when you were sick?

I never asked for your help.

What?

You were the one who leaned on my

broad, strong shoulder.

I'm not so sure.

I do recall leaning on something soft and squishy.

So that was your shoulder?

What? Soft and squishy?

If that's what it was,

I should

wash my face.

What?

Hey, Kim!

Juri,

did you have lunch?

- Yes, what about you? - Yup. What did you have?

Lunch break is too short.

What's this?

Huh?

[Dear Angelina Jolie of Y.Jang Marketing & Sales,]

[Think of me as you enjoy this treat. I love you.]

Office romance?

Judging from where the note was found and its contents,

it's obvious that the couple must be in our department.

See? "Marketing & Sales."

Who could they be?

If they're really in our office, why doesn't anyone know?

The important thing is,

two people in this office are in a relationship right now.

Name: Shin Mingu Nickname: B-Rate Player Ideal woman: Hyuna from girl band 4minute Relationship status: Seeing someone

Name: Oh Jirang Nickname: Gossip Queen Ideal man: Real estate holder Relationship status: Seeing many men

Oh, right.

But Mr. Shin has a girlfriend.

I even saw him with her after work yesterday.

I heard she's young and pretty.

Stop it.

It's all for your own good.

Somethings up

with those two.

Name: Gu Yeongsik Nickname: Not Homeless Ideal woman: Thin woman Relationship status: Seeing someone

Name: Park Bonghui Nickname: Insatiable Appetite Ideal woman: Neat and tidy man Relationship status: Seeing someone

No.

Those two are the Tom and Jerry of Marketing & Sales.

And Bonghui said her ideal man is someone who's neat and tidy.

That's right.

And Mr. Gu said he likes skinny women.

Mr. Gu, your fly's open again.

Geez.

It's just one thing after another.

And look at this.

Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt of Marketing & Sales?

Then it can't be them.

(left)Name: Gye Gyeongu Nickname: Veggie Man Ideal woman: Pure soul Relationship status: Unknown Name: Yeon Dara Nickname: Dara Dara Ideal woman: Generous giver Relationship status: Single

But Gyeongu said that he found Dara intimidating.

Huh? Intimidating?

Why can you still not even send a group text properly?

Were you really salutatorian?

Hey, Kim.

(left)Name: Ms. Kim Nickname: Ms. Kim Ideal man: Unknown Relationship status: Unknown Name: Jang Gyujik Nickname: Paste Man Ideal woman: Actress Gianna Jun Relationship status: Single

No way.

Mr. Jang and Ms. Kim?

That's absurd.

How can Ms. Kim and Mr. Jang...

Good grief! What do you think you're doing?

I spent a fortune on these high end babies.

How dare you?

I mopped them clean along with the floor.

Kim! Stop right there!

Don't even say hello!

So who do we have left?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Name Mu Jeonghan Nickname: Meek Mu, Mu Teacher Ideal woman: Batwoman Relationship status: Single

Surely it's not Mr. Mu?

No.

Jeonghan's never been in a relationship.

Never?

Mr. Mu's been

single all his life?

Mr. Mu, there's a loose thread.

I'll do it.

- I'll do it for you. - I can do it myself.

- My goodness. - Are you okay?

I can do it.

So who can it be?

[Love, Y.Jang's Brad Pitt]

Sir.

Oh.

Ms. Park Bonghui,

please take a seat.

Yes, sir.

Your contract is up next month, right?

Yes.

I've asked to see you

because your performance assessment came out.

As of next month,

you will be on a renewed contract.

Really?

Yes. You scored very high on the assessment.

Barring any unusual developments, we want to re-sign next month.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Hwang.

This is so great, Bonghui.

I told you that you'd get it.

I know. All that worrying for nothing.

I have to make sure I don't mess up before I re-sign.

It's pretty much set in stone.

You'll get it unless you do something terribly wrong.

Yeah. You're golden unless you skip work

without prior permission or get pregnant or something.

Right? Unless I get pregnant, right?

How about going for drinks to celebrate tonight?

Yeah!

But Bonghui doesn't drink.

How about karaoke?

I can't.

I have to go to the doctor's.

Again?

Mr. Mu.

Juri, thank you for your hard work today.

Mr. Mu,

I found this on the floor in the office.

Huh?

In our office?

Wow. We must have a pair of lovebirds in our midst.

You don't know who they are, do you?

No.

I wonder who...

Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt...

It's...

It's not...

It's not you, is it?

What?

Me?

No way.

How could it be me?

It's not me.

That's a relief.

Pardon?

Nothing. I should get going.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Any unusual symptoms?

No.

But I can't stop eating.

Do other expectant mothers eat as much as I do?

It really depends.

It's your baby that wants to eat, so don't hold back.

But make sure you exercise, too.

Okay.

The baby just yawned.

Pardon? Really?

That was another yawn, right?

Wow.

Ms. Park Bonghui.

Mr. Gu.

What are you doing here...

Why are you waiting in the cold?

You could've waited for me inside.

You were running late, so I got impatient.

I came as fast as I could as soon as I finished up my work.

You did?

Yes, I did.

Our baby has super long legs, right?

She could be a model when she grows up.

Yeah?

I thought it'd be great if she could be an actress

like Angelina Jolie.

What?

By the way, did you eat the pastry I put on your desk?

I got your favorite on my way back from a meeting outside.

Huh?

That was from you?

Yeah.

I left a note on your desk. Didn't you see it?

That's odd. I didn't see any note.

Could it have fallen on the floor somewhere?

No.

If it did, and someone saw it, we would've heard about it.

Yeah?

So what are we going to do about sports day tomorrow?

Do you think we can go?

I have to go.

Prophet Jang will go nuts if I don't.

Yeah.

Let's just hang in there until you renew your contract.

I'm sorry, Bonghui.

Stop it.

You're being mushy.

Oh?

- What is it? - She kicked.

She did?

Ow!

She almost knocked me out.

Stop exaggerating.

Here. Here.

[Y.Jang Spring 2013 Sports Day]

Let's do this!

There's a cash prize on the line!

Soybean paste, chili paste!

Contract extension!

Should've been the left foot!

Hey!

Here you go.

Thank you.

Why won't that woman take it down a notch?

This isn't the Olympics.

As a member of the Y.Jang family,

Ms. Kim just wants to do her best at a corporate event.

Please be understanding.

Be that as it may,

she's going to win everything and get the MVP title.

What are you talking about?

The main event hasn't even begun yet.

The highlight of Y.Jang's sports day is wrestling.

You must've taken things easy in the morning to save your strength

for wrestling.

Of course.

I'll crush everyone this year as well.

Hey,

the managing director!

Park Bonjwa (56) Managing Director Y.Jang Foods Division Annual salary: $150,000

Welcome, sir.

We were all waiting for you.

I had something to take care of in the morning.

How about a game of dodgeball in the afternoon?

You haven't played dodgeball yet, right?

Actually, we finished the dodgeball game...

Of course not.

We haven't played yet.

We were waiting for you to get here, sir.

Really?

Let's get moving then.

Um,

I'm sorry, sir,

but I'll sit out the game.

Ms. Park,

all you did was sit and stuff your face all morning.

You didn't think I saw? I was keeping an eye on you.

The thing is, I'm not feeling well.

What is it today?

Wisdom teeth? Anemia? Your period?

Hemorrhoids, sir.

You're a walking sack of diseases.

Why don't we let her sit out? She won't be much help anyway.

- But we won't have enough... - Oh...

How about this?

Ms. Park can be the referee, and Ms. Kim take her place.

It would be perfect.

Okay, Mr. Mu.

I'll take Ms. Park's place then.

Thank you.

Hurry up!

Hey, Kim,

you'd better do it right this time.

The managing director's on the other team.

You get my drift, right?

Yes, sir.

I'll do it right.

Out.

Sir, he's a newbie.

- Go ahead. - Have faith, sir.

I'm sorry. It was a ground ball.

Sir!

It was a grounder.

A grounder?

Ground ball.

Alright!

Did I throw too hard?

Mr. Jang, are you hurt?

You are the king of dodgeball, sir.

You're the best.

- Out! - I think something burst inside.

No.

No. Kim Jeomsun,

don't do it.

You shouldn't.

No!

Blood.

- Nosebleed? - Huh?

Sir!

We need tissue.

Call an ambulance!

Have you lost your mind?

How can you give the managing director a bloody nose?

Do you know how bad this makes me and Mr. Hwang look?

It's unfortunate the managing director had to suffer a bloody nose,

but I was merely doing my job, sir.

Your job?

On sports day, your job is to lose!

Mr. Jang, Ms. Kim was just trying to do well at the game.

You see, Ms. Kim, we're supposed to let the managing director win.

I just don't get why anyone would play to lose, sir.

In any case, you can talk to Mr. An at the temp agency about the nosebleed.

Just try

brainlessly using your strength like that one more time.

Didn't you see how hard I worked to hold my muscles in check?

I don't think you were holding back.

I don't think there are any muscles to begin with.

What?

You'd better watch it, woman.

I've been going easy on you,

but if

I unleash all my hidden muscles,

you're done for.

All your hidden muscles?

Do you mean your sphincter?

Darn it.

Hey!

Ms. Kim's something else.

I know.

I bet no one else has ever given the managing director a nosebleed.

Watch out!

Are you okay, honey? Are you hurt?

I'm fine, sweetie.

Our baby? What about our baby?

Huh?

I think she's fine.

Thank you.

Why don't you have something to drink first?

Well then...

Since when have you been seeing each other? And how...

I mean,

how did she get pregnant?

What kind of question is that?

She's pregnant because they made a baby.

This is unbelievable, Bonghui.

You said your boyfriend looked like Brad Pitt.

Look closely. There's some resemblance.

And Mr. Gu, you said your girlfriend looked like Angelina Jolie.

Look at her complexion.

She has flawless skin.

They must really be in love.

Brad Pitt

and Angelina Jolie?

Have you both lost it?

Dating is one thing, but how could you keep the pregnancy secret from us?

We didn't

plan to keep it a secret.

We just couldn't find the right time to tell everyone.

I'm sorry.

But still, Mr. Gu, you should've told us.

What if something had gone wrong and the baby had been hurt?

We're your work family.

You didn't have to keep it from us.

Yeah. This isn't cool, Bonghui.

I'm hurt.

You didn't have to go this far to keep it from us.

It's not like

I wanted to keep it a secret, either.

But my contract's up for renewal next month.

I know I won't get re-signed if the company knows I'm pregnant,

so how could I tell anyone?

But Mr. Gu makes money.

You can stay home with the baby.

His paychecks

go toward loan payments every month.

I have to work to feed our baby, so how could I tell anyone,

knowing I couldn't re-sign if my pregnancy became known?

Do you think

I wanted to

come to work every day and keep my pregnancy a secret?

I wanted to hear my colleagues' blessings

and work comfortably.

But if I told anyone,

I would have gotten fired.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

It's all because I'm so incompetent.

It's all my fault. Don't cry.

So?

When were you planning to tell us?

Oh,

we were going to come clean as soon as she re-signed.

And so,

you would deceive the company to get her contract renewed.

But...

Mr. Jang, where are you going?

Where else?

I need to let Mr. Hwang know.

- What? - Wait!

Hang on, Mr. Jang.

Wait. Hear me out.

Please. We need to talk.

What's there to talk about?

Mr. Gu,

do you have any idea how serious this is?

Mr. Jang, let's think about this a bit more before taking any action.

What's there to think about?

It's not like the company is swimming in money.

Why would we keep a pregnant woman on,

especially one who deceived us?

Move.

No.

What?

If you turn a blind eye, everything will be fine.

Yes. Please.

What?

Is our company a joke to you?

How can I turn a blind eye?

Move!

What do you want?

It's just one month.

All you have to do is turn a blind eye for one month...

Let go.

Let go, or you might get hurt.

You can always free yourself from my grip.

Let go of me.

Make me, if you can.

I'm going to report the matter to Mr. Hwang.

Is it a crime to be pregnant?

Darn it.

How dare you?

I warned you, didn't I,

that I'd make you pay if you ever tried to physically overpower me.

I can pick you up and slam your face in the dirt.

If you're really capable of that, why don't yet give it a go?

What?

The wrestling contest

will be starting in a moment,

so we ask everyone to gather at the ring.

Fine.

Let's go then, muscle to muscle.

If you win,

I'll keep my mouth shut for a month.

But if I win,

I will use my authority as Ms. Park's immediate supervisor

and fire her.

Deal.

Mr. Jang won every year. Do you think Ms. Kim stands a chance?

Definitely. I know she'll win.

Stand up.

There's still time for you to give up.

This is nothing like

ringing up groceries or stapling.

We'll see how different this is.

You still don't get it, do you?

I'm the company's reigning champion.

She won. She won. Ms. Kim won!

But I was talking...

Why are they so serious about this?

Maybe someone's life is at stake.

Kim, how much do you weigh?

Are you really a woman?

I'm not a woman.

I'm a wild dog.

Go, Ms. Kim!

You can do this, Ms. Kim.

Go, Ms. Kim!

Go!

Hey, Kim,

any last words?

You can beg me to let you win.

This is a game. This isn't gambling.

Yeah?

Fine.

Then I'll make this a real game for you.

Ready!

- Mr. Jang! - Ms. Kim!

Why's everyone only rooting for Ms. Kim?

Does everyone hate Mr. Jang?

Pardon?

Now I get it.

What do you mean?

They went behind my back

and bet money on this game.

That's not it, sir.

I won't let you have it that easy.

It might help for you to not take this so seriously.

Ms. Park must have wagered a fortune.

Ms. Kim! Ms. Kim!

Ms. Kim.

Jeomsun,

I mean, Ms. Kim,

thank you very much.

Thank you, Ms. Kim.

We decided to name our baby after you

and call her Mi-suk. "Mi" from "Ms."

You don't have to thank me,

as I didn't really win today.

Pardon?

Oh.

Also...

Name your baby something else.

"Misuk" is old fashioned.

You lost your title after three consecutive years at the top.

Does that make you happy?

No, but

it is amusing.

The almighty Jang Hodong was beaten by a woman.

Gyujik,

were you really going to tell Mr. Hwang?

Of course. Those two deceived the company.

I'm going to keep a close eye on Ms. Park.

You should go.

What?

They want you to join them for drinks, right?

Go ahead.

What about you?

Why would I go there? To celebrate Ms. Park's pregnancy?

A bowl of udon noodles and a bottle of soju, please.

Why did you do it?

Who?

Me?

Were you talking to me?

Why did you

let me win?

Are you and I really very different light bulbs?

Here it is.

Ms. Park, this is to celebrate your pregnancy.

Eat, drink and be merry. Drink up, everyone.

Do we

and light bulbs

actually come

in different grades?

What did I do?

When?

What are you doing?

You're not trying to act cool

or act like the bad guy.

Do you get off on being public enemy no. 1?

Ms. Kim Jeomsun,

you're not the only one who has job duties and responsibilities.

I have to do my job, too.

And my job is to protect the company's interests.

That may seem stupid and base to you,

but that's what I have to do

as a corporate lap dog, as you put it.

I was just

trying to do my job today.

I don't know just how great a chasm there is between you and me.

Ma'am, one more soju, please.

But anyway,

we each

keep trudging along in our respective places.

How much do I owe you?

Hey, Kim!

Why didn't you pay for yours?

How can you just walk off?