Morning rush hour.
The team in charge of the S Mall e-mailed the entire company to contact them if they found any bugs. However, that wasn’t really necessary.
Shinseki Customer Service was paralyzed due to the complaint calls of the customers.
“Me?”
Jeong DanBi looked for YongHo from morning. Na DaeBang was in charge of a core role in the project OH, so he couldn’t be sent.
And it wasn’t like she could send Son SeokHo. YongHo, who had no important work right now, was the best choice.
YongHo answered cynically.
“It’s about 2 weeks so you can commute there. You know where the data center building is in Gasan, right?”
It was that building again.
There were two pairs of eyes looking at YongHo working. Jeong DanBi was looking at him with eyes full of worry. In contrast, Son SeokHo’s eyes were cold. The playful attitude was all but gone.
“It’s not a problem that other people can help him with.”
Jeong DanBi’s voice was full of worry. The more worried she was, Son SeokHo was more resolute.
It was so cold that, it instead showed how much worry he showed for YongHo.
It was the method Son SeokHo used on YongHo.
4000 work hour per year.
Work rather than people.
YongHo, who was going to the data center in Gasn for work, couldn’t move for a while and he stood there dazed.
The fragile body looked as if it would collapse at any moment. From that figure, YongHo saw his own mother’s figure. If he became like that too, wouldn’t his mother be like that as well?
A treatment worse than flyers on the ground. People ignored the sign and walked inside the building.
The office was full with people. He felt like it had been a while since he had moved from a comfortable place like the smart shopping strategy team, to a place with a loud crowd of developers like this.
“Oh, Mr. Lee YongHo? I heard a lot about you.”
“First, the synchronization of the PS System no the S Mall is, as you know, delayed due to the circumstances of the S Mall. You can test the system here and if you find a problem you can fix, then you can confirm with assistant manager Yang and solve it.”
YongHo first turned on the computer and accessed the S Mall. Countless items were boasting their aura.
And when he clicked the Shinseki Mall tab, bugs started popping up on the bug window.
Title : an invalid css(A type of script language created to supplement web design) tag was used.
The errors varied and were wide range. Not only the client on the screen, but there were errors occurring from the server.
‘The situation is similar everywhere, eh.’
He was already recognized in the company, and the dry sand known as regret extinguished the burning passion.
He sat there dazed for the entire day. When he went outside to get some wind while grabbing his head due to a headache, a scene was happening in front of him with the security guards and the woman he saw in the morning.
“Go where! What are you going to do about my son! MY SON!”
“You made him like that! My son, my son who’s lying in the hospital!”
She was shouting and screaming but nobody paid attention to her.
Ignorance.
The emotions engraved in his bones when he heard that he was blacklisted, and he had to wander around looking for a job, were boiling up again.
Not this!
A string snapped inside YongHo’s head. He slowly approached the scene. The guards seemed to have felt it and looked behind.
“I think you’re an employee so please go inside and work.”
“If you don’t want to blow this up then please go inside quietly.”
The middle aged woman thought that support had arrived and her voice became louder.
When YongHo took another step forward, one of the guards slightly pushed YongHo’s chest at the same time. YongHo’s body was just a typical programmer.
He was pushed when pushed, and he swayed when shaken. He had a center but no weight. He was pushed around too easily by other people’s hands.
True.
When YongHo approached again, the guard pushed YongHo harder.
He ended up falling on his butt this time. Now that he was sitting, the situation came more clearly to him
At that moment, The inside of YongHo’s head became white in rage. The frustration of the incidents that happened after he graduated, and his own powerlessness exploded when he saw the persecuted middle aged woman. However, as if a ghost possessed him, his head was still cold.
YongHo brushed off his butt and stood up. YongHo’s eyes, while going back, had a tinge of wrathful kiling intent.
When he left his body to the wrath, liveliness started filling YongHo’s mentality. He focused on work using that energy.
On one side of YongHo’s desk, sandwiches and fizzy drinks were piled up. And it kept piling up. It was proof that he worked without even standing up.
And he fixed the bugs that appeared on the S Mall like a madman.
“Hey, Mr. YongHo. Rest for a while, will ya?”
The surrounding colleagues all said something while passing by. The atmosphere of talking behind his back had disappeared.
And he fixed the most bugs than anyone. Naturally, the importance of YongHo could only get bigger in the S Mall integration project.
“It’s alright, not yet. I still have things to fix.”
Debugging.
And the general structure of the S Mall website was also changed.
However, the dependency between the classes became deeper.
It was because when a program became dependent, rather than independent, the impact of changing one thing would make a lot of difference.
It was because the impact would be too big if they touched anything.
“I understand.”
Moreover, he showed effort that he kept working on his seat.
“I will leave first so, Mr YongHo should leave early too, okay?”
“Yes.”
‘I cannot be pushed around anymore.’
He didn’t think of creating such a situation.
‘I will create the situation from now on.’
YongHo frighteningly typed on the keyboard.