Ritzy Shopaholic Stinker

"Dahyun, the CEO of Im Profit is coming! Hurry, fix yourself!" The manager, Yoo Jeongyeon, urged the sneaking, of slurping on the steaming cup of noodles, Dahyun inside the staff's room at the very side.

"Sh-t!" Dahyun cursed, repeating it twice more, upon feeling her tongue burned from the hotness of the newly made dinner that she was supposed to enjoy, but then now her tongue got numbed forbidding her to enjoy every food she'll eat until it healed.

She huffed and groaned, closing the plastic lid, and half-heartedly secured it on the side with the chopsticks on top as she sluggishly stood up. Unlike what she was told of fixing herself, she didn't bother in too much frustration of both by withheld from her meal and the CEO who was coming at the moment.

"Dahyun!"

"Yes, yes! I'm here!" Dahyun answered promptly, walking towards Jeongyeon who was standing beside the counter near the entrance door. She stood beside her, the older immediately dusted off and straightened her uniform for some reason.

"You can't show yourself like this to any customer, Dahyun, especially that Im." She berated, fixing Dahyun's posture by straightening her shoulders and stretched her frowning lips upward. "Show your radiant smile."

She wanted to snicker, if she could, then she already did, but realizing who was this important customer, irritated her.

Dahyun let out a forced, tight-lipped smile, her hands properly on top of her stomach as she waited for the woman who had been the cause of commotion inside the luxurious mall.

She rolled her eyes at the sight of four barrel-chested men looking scary in their black uniforms, holding each other's hands as they were surrounding the woman of everyone's dreams basing on how loud the squeals of the head-over-heels fanboys and fangirls, and the continuous shutters of camera that annoyed Dahyun big time because she was taking too much of her time waiting instead of proceeding to what the customer needed so she could put an end on her shift.

After a while of waiting, Dahyun's nightmare, clad in an elegant red off-shoulder dress that showed off her, of course, shoulder, her long black hair cascading down her back, as her ever so fresh, natural beauty flexed on its own without even trying as she walked with full confidence in the middle of her body-barrier, going straight inside the clothing line Dahyun was working in, it was none other than the nationwide popular fashion IT girl, CEO Im Nayeon.

"Welcome to Hourglass Apparel. What brings you in to see us again? Please do your thing quickly without disturbing me, thank you." Dahyun stated their welcoming remark in a ninety-degree bow with less enthusiasm plus a little addition of her true feelings that ended up not welcoming at all.

She felt a nudge on her side, of course, it was Manager Jeong. Warning her through her widened eyes, but she only could care less, because of so many reasons.

"Miss Yoo, is this how the staff here greets? It's somewhat disappointing." The model-CEO asked, handing the white paper bag she was carrying earlier to one of her men, then looked at her newly shaded nails.

"No, Miss Im, I guarantee you that everyone here is kind and welcoming-"

"That's not how this one here just showed me?" She ejaculated, crossing her arms and putting her weight on her right foot. She looked at the glaring staff, "And she didn't even look sorry?"

"Manager Jeong, you have to be clear. Everyone is welcoming except me," She looked at Nayeon with another fake smile, "So, Ma'am, if you want a welcoming staff then you are free to ask anyone here. I'm sure they'll gladly tend to you in a flash." Then shifted back to the gaping manager again, "You should call Sana, Manager Jeong, she's the most welcoming here, while I go quietly to our back room and enjoy my deserving dinner. Enjoy your time, Ma'am."