Kang Sung-tae's nickname in the UK's special forces was " eldest brother."

 

It was the first name to mean a Gurkha mercenary who deviated from the mandatory service regulations that required 15 years of work.

 

Kang Sung-tae, who had crossed a parking lot full of ten cars, opened the glass door of the cafe 'Coffee Announcement' and entered.

 

"Manager, are you coming?"

 

"Yeah. Is everything okay?”

 

Kim Sunyoung, who's in charge of the morning from the opening.

 

Looking at his expression, he seemed to have nothing special.

 

He was a manager because he spoke well, and Kang Sung-tae and two part-timers were the 

only employees at nine cafes at the table.

 

Kang Sung-tae went inside the door that said 'staff only' and changed into the outfit the boss had ordered.

 

Even though it is a private store, the boss demanded that the manager and part-timer be equipped with a T-shirt, a hat, and an apron.

 

It was after Kang Sung-tae stepped out alone.

 

"Oppa, is the book there yours?"

 

"Why?"

 

Kim Sun-young, who drew attention to the warehouse, changing room, and multipurpose room used for eating and snacks, looked amazed.

 

"It's a philosophy book."

 

Oh my god.

 

It seemed surprising to Kim Sun-young that Kang Sung-tae read a philosophy book.

 

"Eat."

 

"Yes. Then I'll eat and come out."

 

The president of Coffee Aligo was a humane person who not only paid for part-time work but also served lunch, dinner, and snacks.

 

Thanks to this, part-timers rarely went bad.

It was similar to Kang Sung-tae's daily routine.

 

The afternoon ends when several teams are dealt with mainly by so-called nearby office workers, followed by precocious elementary school students, followed by middle and high school students.

 

The evening atmosphere of Coffee Aligo was significantly different from that of the day.

 

It was the busiest and most difficult time of the day when office workers talking about work and those who opened their laptops were intertwined.

 

It closes at 10:30 p.m., and part-timers in charge of closing receive more hourly wages.

 

It was something that anyone didn't want to do because they had to finish washing dishes, cleaning the coffee machine, and floor cleaning.

 

Since Kang Sung-tae is in charge of it every other day, the part-timers in charge of the deadline were not very dissatisfied.

 

Kang Sung-tae's hourly wage was a little strong.

 

Although she was recognized for working for a long time, there was also a reason why female students from elementary school to high school came to see Kang Sung-tae.

 

Even though I drank tea, there was no one to say anything to, but I wanted to meet face to face, so I often ordered bread or a piece of cake, and in that case, I never came alone.

 

From some point on, the president almost left the cafe management to Kang Sung-tae except for coming out once a week and listening to the situation.

 

They sometimes buy dinner once a month or two, calling it a get-together.

 

"Rattle.."

 

"Welcome.""

 

When I turned my head to the sound of the door opening, it was Choi Chi-gon who entered.

 

"Are you here? Did you have lunch?"

 

"Is lunch a problem now? I did everything I could."

 

Choi Chi-gon was exhausted as if he had done a very difficult job.

 

"Do you want coffee?"

 

"I heard you're buying alcohol".

 

"Okay, I'll see you when it's over."

 

"Are you going to a hot place?"

 

"Do you want to hear something because you don't swear?"

 

Choi Chi-gon left the cafe as if avoiding Kang Sung-tae's words.

 

And shortly after that, Kim Sun-young came out of the multipurpose room.

 

"Are you a merchant?"

 

"Chigon."

 

"Oh, that scary guy?"

 

Even if he was not tall, Choi Chi-gon, who was big, looked so cruel that he had his eyes pulled and thin lips compared to the size of his face, and even wrote on his forehead that he was a gangster at a glance.

 

You shouldn't misunderstand the impression as it.

 

He was a crueler personality than he felt by impression.

 

"Oppa, when is it off?"

 

"Next Friday. Why?"

 

"I was just wondering what it'd be like to eat together."

 

"Let's eat later at the boss' get-together."

 

Kim Sun-young frowned and expressed disappointment, but Kang Sung-tae headed to the multipurpose room without knowing.

 

There are times when I're right.

 

This is a better thing for you.

 

Cutting it so that you don't get emotional in the first time.

 

Kang Sung-tae was 187cm tall and had a good proportion of his body proportion.

 

Even if you wear clothes bought from Internet shopping malls, it will be easy to understand if people look back.

 

I heard a lot about eating from part-time students and guests, like Kim Sun-young.

 

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