At that point in time, Taehyung was staring at the screen and asked, “Where are you planning to post these? Specifically, how should they be arranged?”
Jisoo hastily replied, “I have the detailed documents with me...”
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Taehyung meticulously went through the documents and questioned them one by one, with Jisoo thoroughly clarifying his doubts. Without them realizing, 30 minutes flew by.
These files were the work Taehyung had allocated to Jisoo. Although they appeared pompous, they were an accumulation of her hard work. Needless to say, these technicians walked a fine line in grey areas, lived on the edge, and acted smart and pretentious. When she was in command of them, she felt like she was in her comfort zone, working in a job suitable for her.
Therefore, by the end of her presentation to Taehyung, Jisoo had shed her awkwardness and was speaking with passion and flair. Seeing Taehyung nodding from time to time, with the occasional hint of a smile on his face, she knew for sure that her boss was satisfied with her work. Hahaha.
With that, she gained the confidence to show him the last posting, the particular post that had left her very undecided and conflicted. “Mr. Kim, look at this. It does not reveal your face clearly and fully. But I think if we post it, it will definitely garner a very good response.”
Featured largely on the screen was a title in red, cute, and rounded font: “Come and take a look: New Successor of the Layover Organization, the Enigmatic President.” This was followed by a picture and a few sentences after scrolling down with the mouse.
Taehyung looked at the picture and frowned slightly.
The picture had been sneakily taken from a smartphone while he had been working. He was wearing a suit and sitting at his desk, his head lowered while looking at some documents. It was blurred due to the backlighting, revealing only the silhouette of his sharp nose and his overall facial contours. From a glance, he looked like an upright yet quiet young man.
Taehyung raised his head and looked at her. “Delete it.”
This idea had actually been from another woman in the IT department. Jisoo was just doing her job, believing that it was feasible and making the necessary preparations. She had been told by Mr Kim to make the decisions by herself, and that reporting to him about everything was unnecessary. Thus, she had left everything to be clarified by him all at once at the end.
Jisoo was not surprised by his outright rejection and nodded her head. With quick movements of the mouse, she deleted the picture and all traces of it from the computer immediately.
By this time Taehyung had already straightened up and put some distance between them. He asked, “Are there more in your phone?”
“...Yes.”
Gosh, there was no doubt her boss hated people secretly taking pictures of him. Back when she had taken the photo, she’d had limited time in close proximity with him, so she’d just conveniently snapped a picture.
Just as she was about to promise to delete the pictures, his calm voice drifted over, “Do not send it to others.”
Jisoo immediately replied, “Alright.”
Oh, does that mean I don’t have to delete it?
By the time she looked over, Taehyung had already turned around to leave.
Three days later, at 9:50 am, it was just ten minutes before the start of Layover’s flagship store’s spring season online sale.
Jisoo was seated in the IT department’s little office. Just outside, there were a few technicians ready to respond to any call of duties. Meanwhile, Mr Park and Mr Gong Yoo kept watch at the customer service center.
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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...