Chapter 27

“Hey, Songi-Songi.” The sound of a car engine could be heard over the speaker. The voice answering, “Hey,” also sounded a bit distant. “I just got off work. I talked to my mom too. Thanks for taking care of her.” “Your mother just likes me. What kept you held up at the company until now? Our division would collapse without you, Songi.” “…I really wish it would.” It had been a while since Mingyu had seen Iho so irritated by work. Well, between being forced into teaching a coding class and taking on new projects, he did look like he was being pushed through a meat grinder.