Chapter 29

Chapter 29

[Korea Goes Crazy for "100% Domestic"... The Story Behind the Instant Rice Shortage]

The country's main television news opened with something unusual.

A shortage of instant rice from a small company.

The anchor displayed WG Instant Rice's white package on screen.

“A smaller company's instant rice, which claims not to contain even 0.1% imported material, is shaking Korea's retail market.”

“Consumers disappointed by what many describe as weak explanations from major corporations are now rushing toward so-called 'clean rice'...”

The anchor could not completely hide his surprise.

But he maintained a professional expression and looked toward the camera.

“...creating an unprecedented shortage in which supply cannot keep up with demand.”

The report showed endless trucks lined up outside WG Food's warehouse.

It also showed consumers staring helplessly at empty shelves.

A food-industry professor appeared as an expert.

“This is not simply a boycott led by idol fans.”

“For years, large corporations made cost-based decisions regarding imported materials.”

“Now that issue has collided with the public's desire for transparency and honesty.”

“That is why the reaction exploded.”

It was not only the news.

Online communities and social media had become a stage entirely dominated by WG Instant Rice.

Video platforms were filled with people comparing WG's ingredients to major-company products in microscopic detail.

Views increased every day.

Parody videos mocking the major corporations' official explanations also spread rapidly.

On social media...

People even shared real-time maps showing where WG Instant Rice was still in stock across the country.

WG Instant Rice had once been the company's painful product.

A product collecting dust in a warehouse while waiting for discontinuation.

Now...

It had become one of the hardest foods to buy in Korea.

The most valuable.

And the most famous instant rice in the country.

Choi Inwoo stood in the middle of the office.

Phones screamed from every direction.

He stared at the sales numbers filling his monitor and slowly exhaled.

The graph did not merely rise vertically.

It looked ready to punch through the top of the screen.

Then his gaze shifted.

Lee Sejun sat in a distant corner, staring blankly at his monitor.

A strange emotion covered his face.

Choi Inwoo narrowed his eyes.

“Lee Sejun... what exactly are you planning?”


The office was still chaotic as everyone cleaned up the aftermath of the weekend storm.

But the atmosphere had completely changed.

During the weekend, production and sales plans had been completely unorganized.

Now...

Production schedules had stabilized.

Shipping schedules had been established.

Calls from impatient supermarket buyers were gradually becoming less frantic.

And a strange sense of awe had begun spreading through the office.

Employees kept looking toward Choi Inwoo.

He sat quietly at his desk.

But their eyes no longer looked at him like an ordinary coworker.

“Hey, Inwoo.”

“I just met Assistant Manager Kim from General Affairs.”

“Apparently the atmosphere over there is insane.”

Im Sanghyeon leaned over the partition with a coffee cup.

His excited voice made Baek Seoyeon and several nearby employees listen too.

Choi Inwoo remained calm.

“What is so insane?”

Im Sanghyeon waved his hand dramatically.

“Eighty percent of the conversations coming out of the executive offices and CEO's office are about you.”

Baek Seoyeon joined in.

“Not just there.”

“I think more than ninety percent of the conversations inside the company are about Assistant Manager Choi these days.”

Employees laughed and nodded.

“Honestly, everyone knows the instant rice didn't explode by accident.”

“People are saying it was completely because of Choi Inwoo's judgment and response.”

Choi Inwoo shrugged.

“I was lucky.”

“Lucky?”

“You predicted exactly how the major corporations would respond.”

“You pushed through that insane package design.”

“And then the advertisement.”

“The CEO keeps saying no ordinary person could've seen the situation that clearly.”

Baek Seoyeon put aside the documents she had been organizing.

“I agree.”

“Assistant Manager Choi.”

“Assistant Manager Joo Narae from the design team is going crazy talking about you too.”

Im Sanghyeon tilted his head.

“Why Assistant Manager Joo?”

“You haven't heard?”

“Heard what?”

Baek Seoyeon lowered her voice.

“When Manager Jang and Assistant Manager Lee stormed into the meeting room and started attacking your advertisement...”

“They say Assistant Manager Choi didn't even blink.”

“He just crushed every argument with facts.”

“They said his charisma was insane.”

Im Sanghyeon gave a thumbs-up.

“Long live my coworker.”

“But there's more.”

Baek Seoyeon smiled.

“What else?”

“I have a friend who works at OI Food.”

“Seriously?”

“She works in the legal department.”

Everyone in the office quietly listened.

“Apparently, from the weekend until this morning, they even brought in lawyers from major firms.”

“They spent the whole time trying to find a way to sue WG Food over the advertisement.”

“What?”

“Can they sue us?”

Several junior employees approached.

“If a major corporation sues us, can we even handle that?”

Baek Seoyeon smiled.

“But do you know what's funny?”

She waved her hand.

“Those expensive lawyers spent the whole night analyzing our advertisement.”

“And their conclusion was that there is basically nothing they can do legally.”

“Well, of course.”

“We never named any of the major companies.”

“We only stated facts about WG Food.”

“Exactly.”

“There isn't a single false line.”

“So if they sue us, they'd basically be standing up in public and shouting, 'Yes, we're the company that uses imported materials!'”

Everyone burst out laughing.

“That's amazing.”

“WG Food is hitting them with facts, and even with all their money and power, they can't do anything.”

Im Sanghyeon laughed happily.

Then he walked over and wrapped an arm around Choi Inwoo.

He tapped the monitor.

“If we put up your performance graph after the instant rice thing, your sales are going to shoot through the screen.”

Choi Inwoo pushed his arm away.

“Stop exaggerating.”

“Why be humble?”

“Quarterly grades don't even matter for you anymore.”

“Among assistant managers, your influence is basically department-head level.”

“Exactly!”

Baek Seoyeon smiled.

“Your next promotion to manager is basically guaranteed, Assistant Manager Choi.”

Praise and excited whispers spread through the office.

Employees looked at him with envy and admiration.

“Wow... then how big is your year-end bonus going to be?”

A junior employee in the corner asked innocently.

“A small company just grabbed the major corporations by the hair with instant rice.”

“Forget a few hundred percent.”

“Could your incentive alone be worth an apartment?”

Everyone laughed.

Yet Choi Inwoo remained calm.

Because the industry-leading instant rice...

The future bonus...

The A rank...

The fast promotion...

None of those things mattered as much as one thing.

A huge year-end bonus?

Of course it was good.

Every month, his salary entered his account and immediately disappeared into debt, rent, and other expenses.

A huge bonus would definitely be life-changing relief.

Promotion was also one of the happiest things an office worker could receive.

But those material rewards were not what made his heart burn the hottest.

I did it.

I used my own judgment and decisions to turn the future into reality.

He clenched his fist.

Then quietly slipped it into his pocket before anyone noticed.

His fingers touched the cold surface of his phone.

One message from the future.

A future about K-POP and a boycott movement.

At first glance, it had seemed completely unrelated to food-company sales.

But he had torn that clue apart.

Studied every piece.

Then connected it to a perfect strategy.

That was the result of his own thought and effort.

He had not simply been handed success by the future message.

That was why the satisfaction felt different.

He slowly closed his eyes.

No matter what kind of message comes next...

No matter what kind of future appears before me...

I'll handle it more intelligently.

More wisely.

Just like this time.

Choi Inwoo quietly clenched his fist.

A powerful confidence burned inside his chest.

As the office became warmer and more cheerful...

One corner grew colder than ice.

Lee Sejun's desk.

He completely ignored the blinking incoming calls from his clients.

His bloodshot eyes remained fixed on Choi Inwoo's back.

His fingers pressed the keyboard so hard it seemed ready to break.

His jaw trembled from clenching his teeth.

Until now...

Lee Sejun had lived very comfortably.

He did not need to run around.

He did not need to sweat.

Every quarter, the throne of A rank had belonged to him.

While Choi Inwoo stayed up all night visiting clients and analyzing data...

Lee Sejun laughed from behind.

Then used one final move to crush Choi Inwoo's sales numbers.

That had been his greatest weapon.

His pride.

But the instant rice crisis had felt like a brutal blow to the back of his head.

While Choi Inwoo controlled production with full authority...

Lee Sejun had become someone incapable of stopping anything.

His anger toward Choi Inwoo continued growing.

He stared at the back of his head.

“Choi Inwoo...”

“You think someone like you can stand above me?”

Humiliation twisted his eyes.

He had always looked down on Choi Inwoo.

Now...

That feeling was turning into rage and hatred.

“I played the game too gently until now.”

“I won just by throwing money around.”

He bit his lip and swallowed.

If he wanted to beat Choi Inwoo now...

If he wanted to reclaim the third-quarter throne...

Money alone would not be enough.

He needed to be crueler.

More vicious.

And more calculating.

He had never protected his A rank through honest methods anyway.

Now he would secure his position more thoroughly.

And shake Choi Inwoo.

Only then could he climb back to A rank.

“Just wait, Choi Inwoo.”

“How long do you think everyone will keep treating you like a hero?”

One side of Lee Sejun's mouth rose.

“The higher you climb, the colder the ground feels when you fall.”

“I'll make sure you learn that yourself.”

He forced his shaking eyes to steady.

Then smiled.

Inside Lee Sejun's head...

The gears of a far more dangerous scheme began turning.

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