CH 173

1st year Max Level Manager chapter 173

stylist 1

Before returning, Lee Mi-ri's stylist was a woman who lives for money and dies for money.

He helped his stars enter the United States with his own strength, which is maintaining good connections with the New York fashion world.

The company that recognized her skills raised her salary every year as she requested.

Lee Mi-ri's ransom jumped to 100 million won in the first year, and 100 million won almost every year.

In the end, before my death, Lee Mi-ri's annual salary jumped to 700 million won, and with the exception of me and Kim Dong-soo, she was the highest paid employee in the company.

As a result, I even heard criticism from other employees of the company as 'X who is obsessed with money'.

However, it was difficult for me to dare to measure the amount of money that was stuck in her chest.

Her husband, who boarded a deep-sea fishing boat to pay for his daughter's delinquent hospital bill, disappeared in the middle of the Pacific Ocean after six months, and even the payment of the insurance was delayed.

He didn't even get surgery and he died.

But Doran-hee, unaware of such circumstances, was still nagging.

manager. The stylist had to go around the shop and take pictures of the clothes. It is difficult for people without field experience, right?"

"You don't believe me?"

Do Ran-hee raised her hands above her head and made a heart shape.

"I believe. Total loyalty."

"If you are going to believe it, believe it 100%, not half believe it. Lee Mi-ri is working

You will be surprised to see it."

Lee Mi-ri is a person full of fighting who went to the shops selling their own products even in the rough New York backstreets.

There is also the experience of making you, an unknown designer selected by yourself, a star at once.

Compared to that, it's about getting clothes from a Korean sponsoring agency.

There are things only she can do.

He's the one who can pick up the runway outfits he's been up to for New York Fashion Week.

Do Ran-hee's eyes widened.

"Isn't that a top cellop? Ah Is it possible that our Cherry Blossom is also a top celebrity?"

He's excited.

"Although Cherry Blossom is doing well, it's Danta. It's blatant to call yourself a top celebrity already.

"Then how do you get the costume?"

Lee Mi-ri said that he is close with the talented newcomers who have flocked to New York from all over the world to become the second Marc Jacobs and the second Vera King.

Amazing, Great. But why are you playing without finding a job?"

"Because of jealousy."

Yes?

"Because Korea has a separate Korean fashion world. It is said that it is not easy for an experienced foreigner without personal connections to penetrate."

Ah

"And there were some things that my daughter kept ill and couldn't concentrate on her work."

At that time, Do Ran-hee nodded with a look of understanding.

"Anyway, I met the general manager and my

I'll go. Can you start the car first?"

"Then I will go to the underground recording studio and check the family there one more time, and I will wait in the parking lot."

Do Ran-hee hurriedly packed her bags and headed for the elevator.

I took a deep breath and checked the record of the first time I found Lee Mi-ri in my diary.

[Everyday V10]

[Date: February 1, 2021]

-PM 08:00 Chae Eun-byul, the only daughter of stylist Lee Mi-ri. The funeral home of the head of Hanmaeum Hospital. wreath delivery.

'It's still the same.'

At that time, Kim Dong-soo, who was on a business trip to New York, had recommended Lee Mi-ri from someone.

So I asked him to find Lee Mi-ri, but in fact, that day was the day her daughter Chae Eun-byul died.

- One funeral wreath in my name

send it You personally visit and pay condolences.

The image of Lee Mi-ri, whom I met while visiting the condolences at that time, is still in my mind.

The tragic image of that half-passed soul after losing her husband and children one after another.

So this time, I was going to hire Lee Mi-ri and save both my daughter and my husband.

At the very least, if Lee Mi-ri was recruited, but the two of them had an accident, it would have been a dreadful robbery.

And I had no intention of letting her go through such terrible pain.

Because the pain that my team members suffered was the pain I would soon experience.

In order to solve the problem, I had to meet with Ji-young Kang, the head of the department.

Because my plan required quite a bit of money.

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Seoul Hanmaeum Hospital.

The two couples, looking haggard, were whispering in a low voice in the hallway outside the dormitory.

honey. What do we do? Eun-byul wants you to leave the room if you don't pay the hospital bills by this week."

The man took a deep breath and asked.

how much did you?"

"The amount in arrears is over 30 million won. If you pay 3 million won, they will extend it for another month."

Lee Mi-ri and Chae Sang-woo.

Two young couples, who were doing well in the American fashion industry, came to Korea due to their daughter's sudden onset of childhood leukemia and were struggling.

ha~.

At Mi-ri's complaint, Chae Sang-woo let out a long sigh again.

Until the day before, he had been carrying luggage from the Dongdaemun Clothing Center and running without a sigh, but he was more worried about his daughter than his condition.

okay. I work for my fat mom

I'll borrow Sura too. I, Eunbyul, can't give up like this."

The number of days is the last money spent by people who cannot use bonds.

However, he promised to ride a deep-sea fishing boat soon, so he was confident that he would solve it if he received an advance payment of 20 million won.

Because of that, Chae Sang-woo pounded his chest and said confidently.

Lee Mi-ri tried to hold back the tears that were bursting out.

Chae Sang-woo, who lived as an editor for a fashion magazine like himself, is a person who has never worked hard in his life.

because it was

He has a weak constitution and cannot eat well, because his slender arms were trembling while carrying fabrics at the market all night.

Lee Mi-ri bit her lip and said.

honey.

Huh?

Sorry.

Chae Sang-woo tilts his head.

"What are you sorry for?"

because of me because of me

That's how Eunbyul became like that."

Seven years ago, Lee Mi-ri, who gave birth to a child at the age of 38, blamed herself for giving birth to Eun-byeol at a very late age, saying that her daughter was ill.

Hearing this, Chae Sang-woo was furious.

What are you talking about! What does your age have to do with Eunbyul being sick? Didn't I say that? And our Eunbyul can get better! So, so... "

Chae Sang-woo was unable to speak.

money.

With the money, there was a possibility that he could save his daughter's life.

Because the doctor said it was better than other pediatric leukemia patients.

However, since there was no money for bone marrow transplantation, and no money to continue treatment, Chae Eun-byeol's condition did not improve.

It was then.

mom. Is Daddy out?"

A girl's voice came from inside the hospital room.

His voice was clear and spotless, but he was trembling without strength.

Chae Sang-woo wiped the tears from his wife's eyes and said.

honey. Eunbyeol was just laughing in front of her. Yes? So stop crying."

Ah Okay.

Believe me. There is a way."

Chae Sang-woo hid his plan to ride a deep-sea fishing boat until the end.

More than anyone else, my wife would object if she knew

'Cause I know

Still, there was no other way.

If you want to save your daughter and your wife, that's all.

Hearing what Chae Sang-woo said while beating her chest, Mi-ri wiped her tears and took her husband's rough hand.

I see. honey.

The moment Lee Mi-ri grabbed her hand, Chae Sang-woo tried to pull it out.

"It's dirty because you haven't washed it, so why are you holding my hand?"

"It's dirty. There is no other hand as beautiful and beautiful as this one."

They were two people who didn't get annoyed with each other no matter how difficult the situation.

now. our daughter is looking for Come see me, I have to go to work next time."

Huh. I see.

Lee Mi-ri endured the tears that came out, and headed to the hospital room with her husband.

Druck.

Open the door of the 6-person room and enter, the window

The pale-skinned Chae Eun-byeol sat there with her eyes twinkling.

When Dad comes, Chae Eun-byeol, who wipes away the pain and smiles brightly, stretches out her arms towards her.

dad~.

"Aigoo, my daughter. Are you more beautiful?"

The family of the 6-person room deliberately turned their heads to avoid being greeted.

Chae Sang-woo was doing three jobs at a time, so he couldn't waste this short amount of time.

After wiping his hands and face with the wipes his wife gave him, Chae Sang-woo embraced Chae-eun byeol.

Chae Eun-byul, holding her father, speaks brightly.

Hehe. dad. i'm not sick anymore I think everything is better."

really?

Huh! So you can go home now! I want to eat the rice my mother makes. My mom is very good at kimchi stew."

Chae Eun-byeol was wearing a bunny hat that covered her head and was smiling.

But Chae Sang-woo knows why his daughter is saying this.

It's because I know that my dad and mom are struggling because they don't have money.

Chae Sang-woo said, suppressing his tears.

"It seems that my daughter has improved a lot, even to my father. But if the teacher allows... at that time then let me go Huh?

Chae Eun-byeol pouts her lips as if disappointed.

"Dad says that all the time. am i okay? Look at this!"

Chae Eun-byeol raised her hands upwards.

But at that moment.

Chae Eun-byul's complexion deteriorated rapidly.

Chae Eun-byul crouched down and took a rough breath and began to make a painful expression.

"Uh-huh.."

"Eunbyeol. Eun Byeol. it's okay?

"Heh heh. It's okay, it's okay... Ah. mom.

Mi-ri supported Chae-eun and Byul's back, wheezing and breathing.

"Eunbyeol. mama is here Yes? my baby Mom Sorry.

Chae Eun-byeol's breath is getting short due to the side effects of anticancer drugs.

Chae Sang-woo couldn't hold back the tears any longer at the sight of his daughter who tried not to show her pain while her father looked at him.

At that moment, a doctor and a nurse who were going round came into the ward with a six-person room.

Chae Sang-woo hurriedly ran to the doctor and grabbed the gown and hung on it.

Teacher. please. money will be ready soon

So please do something. Yes?

A doctor named Seongtae Kim shook his head.

sorry. guardian min. I can no longer treat Chae Eun-byeol."

Chae Sang-woo was furious and shouted.

What are you talking about! My daughter is sick right now! I'll get you some money. I'll get you some money, so what do you do with the kid?

The doctor clenched his fists and bowed his head.

A doctor who saves lives, but a hospital

I couldn't ignore his instructions.

Because it wasn't a day or two, but a patient who was delayed by 30 million won for several months.

The nurse sitting next to her grimaced and spoke instead.

"Guardian. We are sorry, but there is nothing more we can do for patient Chae Eun-byul. It is because of the side effects of chemotherapy, so wait a little bit and it will calm down."

"You call it a horse now? Whether I sell organs or whatever I do, I'll bring the money. So do something to him

ask for it! please!

"Nothing will change just because you are like this. Please don't say anything to us, as the head of the office was specially ordered.

At the end of those words, the nurse kept her mouth shut.

The patients in the same room also added a word to each, but they did not listen to the side aloud.

It was because everyone was worried about paying hospital bills because everyone was in bad shape.

Lee Mi-ri looked at her husband's plea

It was only dripping water.

All he could do was pat his daughter on the back and hope the pain subsides quickly.

Even when her husband, Chae Sang-woo, put her hands together and prayed, it was like seeing the doctor who was still in the dark, and it felt like my heart was being ripped apart.

It was then.

A man in a suit came into the hospital room and shouted.

"I will pay the hospital bills for Chae Eun-byeol in full right now. So, please start treatment right away!"

A man's excited voice

The room rang loudly.

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When I entered Chae Eun-byeol's hospital room, an absurd scene unfolded.

Now 7-year-old Chae Eun-byeol is holding her chest and is in pain, while Mi-ri is holding her daughter with a distorted expression on her face.

And the father, Sang-woo Chae, had a child.

Even as they cling to the doctor to save their lives, the doctors and nurses close their eyes and shake their heads.

what is his money

The hospital expenses in arrears confirmed by the Admissions Department a while ago were a whopping 32.12 million won.

I knew it was a huge expense, but I didn't know that it was arrears and that the doctor wouldn't even treat it.

"Did you not hear me now? I will pay the full cost of treatment, so please treat me!"

After negotiating with General Manager Kang Ji-young, I received 20 million won in addition to Lee Mi-ri's annual salary.

I received a promise to subsidize hospital expenses up to the hospital.

And if she recruits her husband, Sang-Woo Chae, he also promised to support the couple for a total of 30 million won in hospital expenses, up to 10 million won.

However, he has not yet signed a contract with Lee Mi-ri.

Using a corporate card could be a problem, so I pulled out my card first.

"Hey Ranhee. Scratch it with my card."

"Aren't you over the limit?"

"Before I came, I had increased the limit.

you are okay Scratch it with a lump sum."

"Oh, okay."

After Do Ran-hee received my card, I immediately ran out.

I looked at the doctor and cried.

"Is it now? Come on, let's take a look, shall we?

Then the doctor began to move.

"I'll check it out in a moment."

The doctor made Lee Mi-ri, who was supporting Chae Eun-byul's back, lean back.

With a stethoscope, check a few things.

Then, I put on an oxygen mask and put an injection in.

After a while.

Chae Eun-byeol's face began to ease little by little.

1st year full-time manager

- Volume 7 Episode 24