My voice trembled as I questioned, "What do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?"
Taehyung's voice echoed in my mind, his words chilling me to the bone. "I'll make you taste true agony. You'll suffer like never before, trapped in a living...
Taehyung's lips curled into a smirk as he considered Y/N's request. "Okay, I will consider your request for a department change," he conceded, his tone tinged with a hint of amusement.
Y/N's heart skipped a beat, bracing for whatever stipulation he might impose. "But what?" she prompted, her voice betraying a touch of apprehension.
With a self-assured grin, Taehyung revealed his condition. "You will have to work under the department of my choosing," he announced, his eyes glinting mischievously.
Y/N's response was swift and determined. "Okay, no problem. As long as I'm not serving as your personal assistant, I'm good with anything," she declared, a sense of relief washing over her.
Taehyung's smirk widened in her compliance. "Well then, you will be working under the finance department, assisting our finance head. I hope that's acceptable to you now," he stated, his tone laced with a touch of satisfaction.
Y/N nodded, her resolve unwavering. "I am good with that, Mr. Kim," she affirmed, her voice steady despite the lingering tension in the air.
"Very well. You may go now," Taehyung dismissed her with a casual wave of his hand. "And Mr. Jin will be in his cabin, right in front of my cabin on this very floor," he added casually, as if an afterthought.
Y/N's eyes widened in disbelief at the revelation, her thoughts spinning. "What? In front of..." she began, but Taehyung cut her off with a single word.
"₩35,000,000," he stated flatly, his expression unyielding.
Y/N's protests died on her lips as she realized the weight of the consequences. With a resigned sigh, she swallowed her objections and left Taehyung's cabin, her mind racing with the implications of her newfound assignment.
I knocked on Mr. Jin's cabin door, and a voice from inside promptly responded, "It's open, come in." Entering, I found myself face to face with a tall, handsome man dressed in a sharp brown suit. He was busy rifling through some files on his desk, his attention momentarily diverted as he acknowledged my presence.
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"You must be Ms. Min," he greeted me warmly, a hint of familiarity in his tone. "Mr. Kim just informed me via email. Please, have a seat."
I followed his instructions and settled into the chair opposite his desk as he took his own seat. Mr. Jin wasted no time launching into a series of questions regarding finance and his inquiries aimed at gauging my understanding of the subject matter.
Once satisfied with my responses, he handed me a file. "Ms. Y/N, let's start with something easy," he said with a friendly smile. "This is the contract file with Winner Group. I'd like you to review it and perform an analysis."
Taking the file from his outstretched hand, I nodded in understanding. "Of course, Mr. Jin. I'll get started right away."
He smiled approvingly. "I hope you'll be able to complete this task by 3 in the afternoon, and then I'll evaluate your work," he remarked, his tone encouraging.
