A story that surely will drive you crazy!
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"So, are you ready to listen to us now?" Lee questioned.
The two of us are currently chatting over Zoom. He's in YGIU attending a class at this hour. It's 2 PM in South Korea and a brisk 6 AM in Zurich, Switzerland.
Switzerland is 7 hours behind South Korea.
I typically wake up at 6 in the morning, and it's my usual routine to be up early and at my office. However, today is different as I haven't slept yet. I spent the entire night studying numerous documents and records. The sun has already risen, and I'm still here, seated at my desk in my home office.
My wife, Chitthip, and I visited my parents in my homeland, Switzerland. Initially planned as a 2-week visit, my wife now wishes to return home, so we will likely be back in Seoul within the next 5 days.
A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I glanced at my laptop, catching Lee's gaze, which seemed to say, 'I've told you a million times.'
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As I refocused on the student records, I made a perplexing discovery. It turned out that all the students reported missing in the newspaper had indeed attended YGIU. This directly contradicted Ji Hwan's assertion during our recent emergency meeting with department heads and the board of directors. He had categorically stated that these students were not affiliated with YGIU.
Throughout the nearly 2-hour meeting, all I received were repetitive explanations insisting that the students mentioned in the newspaper had never set foot in our Institution. The frustration mounted as the board of directors failed to offer any substantial input, resorting to nonsensical reasoning and illogical explanations. The department heads remained silent, appearing as though they had all been struck mute. To compound matters, some were just as clueless as I was about the situation.
I'm growing increasingly frustrated because I can't find a valid reason for him to keep this information from me. What's even more infuriating is that he has been concealing it from me for years. If I hadn't come across that newspaper, he would have continued to keep it hidden from me.
