Oh Sehun, the son of the SMQ Chairman and the General Manager of SMQ, had unexplainable anxiety these days.
At that moment, his right eyelid was twitching for no reason.
He didn’t believe in any Feng Shui omens, but he trusted his instincts. It was around twilight and the light from the streetlamps shined through the window. Everything felt calm and warm, giving the illusion of peace and prosperity. He leaned back in his executive chair, closed his eyes, and began reviewing in his mind the big events that had taken place these past few days.
The Carcinogen Scandal was, of course, the most critical one, but it wouldn’t be so bad. Nobody was a fool in this industry. It was obvious that first, the law usually couldn’t be enforced when were too many offenders, and second, consumers would easily forget things. As long as they kept calm and waited until the storm passed over, consumers would come back to buy what they wanted and their sales would return to normal.
The procurement project with the domestically-renowned Ming Sheng Group was going well. Despite the presence of their strong competitor, New Bori, he was determined to get the bigger order. As for Layover? Sehun would have treated them as the biggest competitor in the past, but now... he chuckled mischievously to himself.
What have I missed?
Thinking for a while, he called his assistant in.
“Go ahead and call them, ask them how the two companies are doing,” he said thoughtfully.
The assistant understood. “They” referred to the spies they had planted in New Bori and Layover.
He called the spy in New Bori. The call was quickly answered and the spy said everything was normal there. Their production and marketing were both in order. They had just postponed the introduction of their new products into the market in order to stay away from the brunt of the Carcinogen Scandal.
Sehun was satisfied. As the top company in the industry, New Bori had reacted well this time.
The assistant then made a call to the spy in Layover. The number was powered off. Sehun looked serious and sat up straight.
After a while, the assistant made the call again only to get the same result.
The assistant hesitated. “Is it out of battery? I’ll have someone check.”
A sullen look on his face, Sehun waved to let him out.
Leaning back in his executive chair for awhile, he took out his cell phone and searched out a number from his contact list.
Kim Jisoo.
In all 28 years of his life, Kim Jisoo was the first woman who had smashed flowers from him right in front of his face.
He had heard that she had transferred over to Layover and was promoted to the position of CEO assistant. If this were true, this woman genuinely didn’t care about him, her former boss.
A grim smile on his face, Sehun pressed the call button and held the cell phone to his ear.
Sorry, the number you are calling is currently not available.
Throwing the cell phone onto his desk, Sehun called in the assistant again and ordered, “It doesn’t look right at Layover. They might have made some big moves these past few days. Who knows what this guy Park Jimin is going to do while he’s in power? You go and check it out at once.”
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The night was dark and still. There were barely any stars in the sky, except a few scattered lights sparkling above the industrial park.
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Our Glamorous Time( A Vsoo adaptation novel by Ding Mo)
Fanfiction*Disclaimer* I don't own these story, it is an adaptation of an original novel written by Chinese author Ding Mo. ----------------------------------------- Kim Jisoo once thought the man she wanted would be handsome and formidable, able to "create c...
