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photo1=3 | Prologue 3

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"hello!"
"Hello, you're coming to work early?"
"You too, sir!"




It was a world of difference from when I was Y. A smile never left my face, and I greeted the staff with a bright smile. I wore a bright-colored dress and my high heels clicked as I walked down the hallway.




"Seeing the boss since this morning, I feel like things will go well today!"
"Haha, work hard."




As she greeted people getting on and off the elevator, she found herself on the top floor. The door opened, and she stood before a room at the end of the hallway. Stepping inside, she was greeted by tall buildings and a blue sky through the large glass windows, and warm-toned furniture. She sat down in the chair in front of her and looked through the documents.

A little later, her secretary, Sea, came into the president's office with coffee.




"I have a meeting this afternoon, and I need to go see the chairman."
"Yes. Could you please call the design team leader?"
"yes."




Se-ah called out the schedule and Yeon-ah and Yeo-ju started working.

Knock-knock, the note sounded and the heroine spoke.




"Come in."
"Hello, boss."




The woman spoke cautiously. The heroine smiled, as if to encourage her to relax, and invited her to sit down. She walked carefully to the chair and sat down, waiting for the heroine to speak.




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“The colors don’t match at all, so I think it would be better to repackage it.”
"Oh, yes."
"This is as important as I said, not someone else's. I trust you, Team Leader, so I'll ask you to do a good job. Cheer up!"





Who would refuse to speak with a smile? It's even more impossible for Yeon-ah (the female lead). This is Yeon-ah's charm and strength. She says everything with a smile, yet the listener doesn't feel offended.




The design team leader was also riding the elevator with a smile on his face.




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Leaning back against the chair, she held a cup of coffee in her hand. Though it had cooled slightly, Yeoju drank it down. The coffee slid down her throat deeply. It was quiet. There was the ticking of a clock, and the sound of someone sipping coffee. After a few sips, the coffee was finished. She called Seah over and asked her to bring more coffee, then returned her hands to the keyboard.






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