Rust - Chapter 4



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Rust [RUST]-4

A man was lying there, tangled up with pieces of meat, his limbs shaking.

Uh- Uh-

Maru fumbled with the intercom.

Even though they were both Vietnamese, the two of them retreated to the wall as if they had seen a plague.

I remembered a video that was circulating when the coronavirus first broke out in Wuhan. It was a video of a security guard suddenly collapsing. He then convulsed and twitched before dying.

Overlapping scenes. I had only heard that Corona was scary, but when I actually saw it with my own eyes, my vision went dark. Maru unconsciously pushed the mask he was wearing back down.

The door to the workshop opened and people in hazmat suits came in. They were whispering to each other and stuffed the fallen Vietnamese people into large plastic bags and sealed them. It happened in an instant.

[Hasang- Hasang!]

Yamatsuki’s voice on the intercom grew louder. Maru, who had been absent-minded for a moment, answered reflexively.

“yes.”

[Ha Sang – The workroom needs to be disinfected now, so the remaining work will be moved to workroom 4.]

“yes?”

[I’m moving to workroom 4 to finish the work!]

“Ah- yes.”

If an accident like this happens, don’t you just shut down the workroom? And close down the company? I heard that’s how it is in Korea, but is Japan’s policy different? Shouldn’t you just incinerate all the stuff you were working on or something? You just keep working on it?

Maru moved the objects mechanically, thinking, “Something is strange.” A strange feeling came to his mind.

‘It’s possible that he got infected while hanging out with the Vietnamese people, offering to help them with their work.’

They say the mutant virus is highly contagious. Will all company employees be tested for coronavirus?

Contrary to Maru’s expectations, nothing happened until the end of the workday. The company was surprisingly running just like yesterday.

By the way, there was something strange. Maru reported that there was an emergency patient through the intercom, and within 2-3 minutes, people wearing hazmat suits came in.

If the 119 ambulance hadn’t been waiting at the company’s main entrance, people wouldn’t have come so quickly. I felt like there was something I didn’t know about.

‘Let’s leave work early today.’

I didn’t know how half a day passed. It was so strange that there was no commotion or disturbance even though people were being carried away. Was it because I was a foreigner? The few Japanese employees were also silent.

In Korea, the Vietnamese people who would swarm us like bees were quiet. There were only three Vietnamese people working with Maru, and there were more than ten in the entire company, but they were all quiet.

Whether it’s quiet or noisy, there’s no overtime today. Even if there is, it’s not happening.

Maru pushed the record sheet in during his commute.

The mechanical recorder clicked and stamped its seal.

As they entered the office to pack their belongings, Yamatsuki spoke to Maru.

“Hasang- I have a lot of work to do during the day, so I’ll have to work overtime today.”

“I’m having a hard time today. It’ll be hard for me to work overtime.”

When Maru said he wouldn’t work overtime, Yamatsuki’s eyes narrowed into triangles.

“Are you saying you can’t work overtime now?”

“yes.”

“What kind of nuisance is this? If you can’t work overtime, shouldn’t you have told me in advance? If you suddenly say you can’t work overtime like this, what are you going to do with the workload? Will Hasang take responsibility for the losses that arise from the backlog of work?”

“yes?”

What kind of crazy talk is this? In Maru’s 24 years of life, this is the first time he’s heard such a new thing.

Isn’t that the opposite? If you’re going to make them work overtime, isn’t it normal to tell them in advance that there will be overtime work?

“No, isn’t that the opposite? If you’re going to make them work overtime, isn’t it normal to tell them in advance that there will be overtime work? Is it normal to make employees work overtime without even knowing what’s going on?”

After working overtime for three weeks and working on holidays without complaining, what kind of person would treat me like a sack? With the constant overtime work, stress, and humidity, it felt like mid-summer even though it was mid-September. In Korea, the heat subsides and the humidity drops a bit in mid-September, but in Japan, it’s either an abnormally high temperature phenomenon or something.

Yamatsuki made a face of bewilderment at Maru’s response. His expression changed from a look of “What kind of guy is this?” to an expression of having touched on his authority?, and then his face eventually distorted.

“They say Koreans like to speak directly, so I’ll be direct. You have to work overtime today. If you don’t work overtime, Ha-sang will be responsible for any losses that arise. And I’ll make sure to report Ha-sang’s attitude to World Livestock right away.”

Yamazuki immediately picked up the phone and nodded to tell me to go out.

No, fuck, I won’t work overtime. Are you going to fire me if I don’t work overtime? What kind of compensation is this when foreign worker 1 says he won’t work overtime? I didn’t know when I was working without doing anything, but I thought this was the sorrow of foreign workers.

Maru, who had just finished his lunch box, was thinking about whether to drink coffee instead of smoking, which he quit in the military, when his cell phone rang.

[Company Sales Manager]

It was a call from the Korea World Livestock Manager.

‘You’re so tight-lipped.’

I was dumbfounded when I found out that Yamazuki had actually contacted the Korean company directly. He said something and then contacted the partner company? Did he ask me to change people?

I wondered what I would do if I got fired for a moment, but then I thought I could find a job in Korea again. While I was looking for a job, I wondered about the money at home. In the short time the doorbell rang, I had a thousand thoughts.

“Yes, this is Hamaru.”

[Hey, Hamaru. If you go there, you have to follow the rules. To be honest, it’s just that my body is a bit tired, but earning that much isn’t common even in Korea.]

It was the manager who was nagging me. It was all about the order of things. I’ve been working overtime and weekends for almost a month now, and he didn’t even ask me if it was hard or what. Something was wrong.

“Yes. But I’ve been working without a single day off. Is it such a big mistake to leave work on time every day? A Vietnamese person was carried out while I was working today. Manager. I want to go back to Korea.”

[··· Hey. You shouldn’t say that now! If you suddenly do that when the Japanese Olympics are over and supplies are going back and forth, what would that make me?]

Did I say I wanted to come to Japan? You just pushed me and said something.

“And you still haven’t received your work visa. Last time we spoke, you said it would come out soon? It’s been over a month now, and it still hasn’t come out, right? Manager, I feel like I’ve become a real foreign worker right now.”

[They say the work visa will be issued soon? Even if it doesn’t come out, you only have to work for 2-3 months. Why are you making it so difficult? There are so many people who want to work there.]

If they hadn’t paid me the money right away by calculating it as a weekly salary, I would have given up a long time ago. Since they paid me the money every week without fail, I was the one who was disappointed.

“If I worked overtime and weekends like this in Korea, I would have earned as much as you do here. Sir, there’s something really strange here. It’s not normal to act like nothing happened when someone is being taken out.”

[When a company is busy, it’s like that. Wouldn’t it be the same for us? How much would it cost if we stopped working? I’ll talk to Yamatsuki, so just calm down and do it. If you quit now, I’ll send someone else right away. When you come back, I’ll give you a bonus. Just swear at me for now.]

“Bonus? How much will you give me? 300%~400%?”

[What the hell is 400%. I’ll give you about two weeks’ worth of food there. No, the kid changes when money is mentioned.]

“Since the manager said so, I will take note of it for this month.”

[Yeah, really. If you suddenly get angry like that, in Korea you would vent your anger by having a company dinner, but that’s not the case in Japanese culture. Calm down and hang up. Let’s do this.]

“yes.”

If it’s financial treatment, I can tolerate it once. But why aren’t you giving me a work visa?

Maru paid for his iced coffee and went into the office.

Knock. The clock-in/out clock rang. Overtime work began. Overtime work was from 6 to 10. As I was packing up my equipment in the office, Yamatsuki saw Maru over there. Maru pretended not to see me and went into the workroom.

They said the workload had piled up, and it certainly had. In Korea, Korean beef had to be imported and worked on, and conversely, Wagyu had to be sent in from Japan after being shaped.

Maru had a hard time understanding. Whether it’s Wagyu or Korean beef, shouldn’t Korea do it in Korea and Japan do it in Japan? Why are they doing this here?

Japanese men dragging in a Japanese cow with a rattling sound. Last time, they were just holding on to the ribs and struggling. There are no people? Are you doing the work that three people used to do alone?

Anyway, Maru started working. Since Korean-style galbijjim is trendy, he started cutting it into two-finger-joint-sized pieces. Isn’t this just like a machine, and isn’t it done on the spot in the store?

I have to organize all of this and send it to the restaurant? Even Southeast Asian kids can do simple tasks like this, so I think it would be more efficient to let them do it and do something else myself, but they say that the rule here is to do whatever you’re told.

Maru mechanically repeated the process of cutting, dividing, and dividing. The Japanese lumpy old man, who was doing the work of three people alone, started to lose his temper after fighting with the ribs. Are you telling me to help you?

Maru just did his own work, whether he was angry or not. He didn’t want to hear that he was being pushed back when he said he would help. Japanese people are helped by Japanese people, and Koreans are helped by Korean people. Yeah, that’s right.

“Chick Show!”

Ppakkang-

The Japanese man who was butchering the cow threw the ribs he had cut with some kind of saw. It would have been easier to cut the ribs attached to the spine with a chainsaw, but what on earth made him choke on the ribs and only tear them off? Oh my, the ribs were a waste.

A Japanese man took off his sanitary apron and went outside.

I glanced at the workbench and saw what kind of mess he had made. I wondered if he could do this much in a month. Even if he was a beginner, he would be able to do it roughly even if he took it apart for a month.

Tiringlyric-

The intercom rang. Maru instinctively felt something.

Ah- fuck.

“Yes. This is Hamaru.”

[Hasang. I mean, the workbench number 3. Hasang needs to finish it up.”

This is a workbench that a Japanese old man has messed up.

“I don’t know how to finish it. It’s not like I’m dividing it into parts or just peeling off the ribs.”

[Large – Just peel the ribs and put the ribs in the blue colander on the side.]

For some reason, Yamatsuki spoke quietly instead of in a hushed tone.

“I don’t need to work on other areas?”

[Yes, for today’s quantity, please prioritize workbench number 3.]

Well then what

“All right.”

[Please contact me as soon as you are done.]

“yes.”

First, let’s work on the front legs.

Let’s see. Wow, this is a real mess. This is a waste of meat. You have to peel the ribs well. Like this. Ah-

The items on workbench number 3 were a mess.

Are you going to do something with just the ribs?

Maru peeled off the tattered ribs. Maru, who had cleaned up one side of the ribs in an instant, lifted up the cleaned bone.

huh?

Maru, who was carrying the bones, tilted his head.

Something heavy···

I checked the ribs again, but it was definitely strange. If you completely remove the flesh from one rib, the bone weight is about 15kg. According to the estimate, the bone weight when the flesh is removed should be less than 16kg, but it felt over 20kg.

Maru tapped the ribs lightly with a knife. Are they dragonfly ribs?

uh?

There was a tiny mark between the ribs. Very detailed, so small that it would be difficult to find if you were looking at it with poor eyesight or under dim lighting.

Cut the ribs and then reattach them?

why?

It’s a matter of the account.