When I arrived at the chairman's house, he showed me the room I was staying in.
I couldn't help but be amazed at how big the room was for me to stay alone.
“Are you using it alone?”
“Then shall we sleep together?”
“Ah… no”
As the chairman left, tensions began to ease.
I lay down on the bed to sleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep.
I started to feel tension in my body.
I started to get scared because of what happened earlier,
My body is trembling.
“Haha”
I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep alone
I thought about how to sleep well.
It was too much to ask the chairman to sleep with me.
So I thought about it and thought about it and thought about it
I couldn't think of anything. Seriously, what should I do?
In the end, I went to the chairman's room.
Because I know that asking to sleep together is really crazy.
I took a deep breath and knocked.
dripping
Squeak
The chairman opens the door and shows his face.
I can't say anything because it's right in front of me.
After I hesitated for a while, the makeup artist asked.
“What happened?”
“I… I’m really sorry… I’m so nervous I can’t sleep…”
He covered my mouth as I was talking nonsense.
“Come in”
He opened the door and said,
"thank you."
When I actually came in, my tension doubled.
It was because I slept in the same bed as the chairman.
When I closed my eyes and fell asleep, I felt that the trembling had faded to a level that was incomparable to the trembling I felt earlier.
My mind was somewhat at ease. I had turned my back on the chairman.
I don't know what he's doing, but I'm so grateful to the chairman who gave me his house.
Thank you. I feel relieved and can sleep soundly.
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..Ugh, I opened my eyes to the dim sunlight.
There was no one in the room, and I had to go to work quickly.
I went to the bathroom first.
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After I finished washing up, I looked at my watch and it was 10 o'clock.
This is really ruined. I need to go to work, but the chairman has to go first.
It looks like you went to work.
Please wake me up...
I was in a situation where I had to go home without even clothes.
I had to walk so I just laughed in vain.
Let's go to the door to run,
A shopping bag was seen with a Post-it note.
Post-it notes say “Wear”
There were two letters written on it:
Inside the shopping bag was a suit, and anyone could tell it was expensive. When I put it on, it suited me better than I expected.
As I approached my house to go to work, a black car blocked my way. The delivery man was there, and ahead of him was the manager.
“Get on!”
“Oh, thank you, Director.”
As we got into the car, the manager asked.
“How did you sleep at the chairman’s house?”
“Ah…..something came up.”
“Are you dating by any chance?”
“Ah.. no!! We’re definitely not dating!”
“Ah, yes.”
“But why did you come, Director?”
“The chairman said he’d go pick up Yeoju-ssi..”
“Ah… I see.”
I arrived at the company after having a small talk with the director.
Arrive at the company
I reached the 20th floor,
The door to the chairman's office opened.
Squeak
“Hello, Chairman!”
Jeong-guk glances at the female protagonist who greeted him.
You’re so rude, you don’t even greet me…
The heroine prepared to work hard.
I need to work harder than I was yesterday.
However, I was busy and couldn't get in touch with Jimin.
I wanted to see Jimin's contact as quickly as possible
I turned on my phone,
I got 16 missed calls from Jimin.
There were more than 20 KakaoTalk messages.
There were more people than I expected, so I left a message for Jimin.
Heroine: Jimin, something came up! I'll call you later!
I sent it, but it's hard to say that many things with confidence
My conscience was pricked.
But what the chairman gave me yesterday was
I'm so grateful, what should I do?
I kept worrying about it.
At that time
Let's see the female protagonist working hard
Jungkook chuckled.
“The suit suits you well.”
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I worked hard to prepare refreshments for the chairman.
My goal was to give this to you and say thank you for yesterday.
“Mr. Chairman, I have prepared some refreshments here.”
“……..go”
“Thank you so much for yesterday! How did you know I didn’t have any clothes?
“You took care of it!”
“Is there anything you want from me?”
“If there is”
“Will you listen?”
“Well… if it works out, I’ll do it all!”
"I'll tell you later"
"yes!"
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When lunchtime came, I quickly called Jimin.
“Jimin, it’s me!”
“What on earth were you doing yesterday that you weren’t answering my phone?”
“Ah… that”
“I had some work to do.”
“What’s going on?”
“Actually.. after you left, someone
“Open the door and come in and tell me….”
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“So I had no choice but to go to the chairman’s house.”
“I was scared because you didn’t answer the phone either..”
"Sorry.."
"Hey, let's meet up and talk. I'll tell you when I get off work."
"huh.."
I hung up the phone and felt a heavy heart. To Jimin,
I was so sorry I didn't know what to do.
Jimin came into my mind for a long time.
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When it was time to leave work, I got ready to go and said hello to the chairman.
And came out.
I found Jimin standing in the company lobby.
“Jimin-ah”
“Let’s go to my house first.”
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In the car, Jimin drove without making a sound.
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When we got home, Jimin sat on the sofa and I sat on the sofa too.
“Hey lady”
"huh.."
“Come to our company”
"…uh?"
“Just come to our company.”
"Be my secretary"
"……no"
“I don’t like that”
“Then I”
“Do you have to cover up everything that happened with that kid?”
“I tried to understand, thinking there must be circumstances.”
"however"
“This should only happen once or twice.”
“Jimin….”
“Of course I like being with you too.”
“But I worked hard and got the secretary position.”
“I don’t want to be your secretary easily because you’re my girlfriend.”
“I’m sorry for causing any misunderstanding.”
“That won’t happen anymore.”
"Okay, I get it."
“Go now.”
"huh"
I finished talking with Jimin.
When Jimin wasn't around, I tried hard to get a job.
Because it was a company, I didn't want to leave easily.
Actually, that happened to me when I told Jimin
Even if I apologize a hundred times, my mouth won't be enough.
If you want to do this well,
I thought I should straighten out my actions.
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