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... pending unproductive time while preparing for the civil service exam, all this time, was a ruse in order to hide my identity. I was…..”

“You’re BSing.”

“You’re lying.”

“Son, that is not true.”

As all three members of my family pointed out almost concurrently, my face turned red. Ah, they certainly weren’t buying it.

Inevitably, I explained that after I was discovered by the director of Jinsung Group who I had saved on the hiking trail, I was introduced to ...

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