He is The Boss || Markrong

Chapter 16 || He is the Boss

Dedicated to 

Chorong

"Okay, then! I am quitting. Give me my money and I will never go back here, anymore." I yelled back at him. Mark had his eyebrow knitted together, staring at my presence. I tried to keep my posture to hide how tense I am right now. He walked towards me."What? You are giving it, now?" I asked.

Mark stopped, midway."Sure! Why don't you and pack your things then take your money? I guess, the earlier , the better. Am I right?" He yelled, walking back inside. I was speechless. Great, I already lost my job. I waited for a while before going in the building. 

Walking towards my desk with a box in my arms, I started packing my things."Noona, what happened?" Taehyung asked me. I smiled at him, didn't even dare to answer him."Were you fired? Why? Did something happened?" It was likely a resignation, actually.

"Yeah,  nothing happened. This is normal."I replied, trying to fit one last thing in the box. He stood up and offered help."That's nice of you, but you should do your work." I told him with a smile planted on my face. This is nice, really nice.

While waiting on the bus, my phone lit up. It's taehyung. He texted me if I was the girl in the picture. My eyes widened as  I saw a picture of me , throwing up."What the hell." I mumbled as I scrolled up. There were pictures of me with different guys. 

I called Taehyung."Where did you get those photos?" I asked him. He told me that they sent it in our group chat which I wasn't in. I scoffed."Who sent them?" He told me that it was Bomi. This is unbelievable. I ended the call and felt like I was betrayed.

The bus came. I placed my card at the scanner then sat on the sit next to the window. I thought about the things they would think about me after seeing those photos. My image is ruined. I don't even remember what happened , last night."How can she be so nice to give me hangover soup and everything then do that." I muttered. 

A lady sat beside me. She wore a hoodie then covered her mouth with a mask. Her eyes are really beautiful and has a tall figure. I quickly looked away as she noticed my gaze."Excuse me, is something the matter?" She asked me.

"Nothing." I simply replied.

She giggled."Hey, you look familiar." She said, making me look at her. I have never seen this girl in my whole life. I told her that she might've mistaken me with someone else."I am sure. How about we go and have a nice coffee?" She offered.

I reached my bus stop then told her."I am sorry but I have to go." We both went off the bus. She stopped me then her gaze went to the box that I was holding. "Got fired." I simply told her. Her eyes shows that she is smiling behind that mask.

"I believe that my boss would love to see you."She told me then took her mask off. I gasped. It was Hayoung, she is one of the supermodels in a famous company."So, want to have a coffee with me? Then, I could maybe help you get a job."

What is this? I just got fired and Hayoung comes to me and wants to help me. I nodded."I-I guess so." I replied, smiling at her. She told me to follow her and so I did. We went to a secret cafe. I didn't know something like this exist here."Wow." I said.

"This cafe is for you know. So, it is also good for idols and actors who want to date." Hayoung said as she led me to a table. The cafe is empty. The only person here was the barista behind the counter. "Unnie, the usual and what would you like?"

"Iced coffee." I replied. 

Hayoung sat across me then asked me."Your name is Park Chorong, right?" I nodded, taken aback. It was weird that she knew my name."I know, you are surprised but I guess I have my secrets."She said, giggling.

"Why are you going to help me find a job?" I asked her. She rested her chin on the back of her hand then started thinking. The barista served our drinks then walked away." Thank you for the iced coffee, by the way." I smiled.

"You were asking for an answer, right?" Hayoung asked me then took a sip of her espresso. She nodded."I think you need to see him." I thought about the 'him' she is talking about but no one comes in my mind.

"What do you mean?" I asked her. 

Her phone started ringing, she pointed at my iced coffee."Why don't you finish your drink, first? I'll just take this call." It was a long call. I don't know what to do but to drink  my iced coffee. I guess the call must be important because she went outside to take the call.

"Chorong, come here!"Hayoung suddenly shouted, waving at me from the doorway. I walked towards her then saw a black van, waiting for her." Noona, we are going now." She shouted to the barista.

I glanced at her espresso then asked."Where are we going?". She told me that we will be going to her photoshoot. Her driver grabbed the box that I was holding and placed it inside."Oh, kamsahamnida." I said, following Hayoung.

It was awkward for me to be inside a stranger's van. I don't even know if I should trust her even though she is a famous model in our country."Here we are. Come on, Chorong." She told me as she hopped off. 

This is the Han River. There were cameras and others set up for the photoshoot. Hayoung pulled me inside the tent and told me to change my clothes."I think this looks good on you." She said as she gave me a pink floral dress. 

Hayoung went out for me to change my clothes. I quickly put it on , so that she won't wait for too long. I glanced at the mirror, and saw my face. I cupped my cheeks and sighed."Thank god, I don't look like someone who was drunk , last night. Which I really am."

I went outside to know Hayoung that I am done. Instead, I was shocked to see who it was standing outside the tent."Chorong?"He asked me. I was speechless."Why are you here? Where is Hayoung?"

"Hyunjin, you are already here."Hayoung said, happily. She looked at me then squealed."You look so great,Chorong. Don't you think so?" She asked, glancing at Hyunjin. He grabbed Hayoung's hand then dragged her away.

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Another update! What can you say about this chapter? Sorry if there are mistakes and wrong grammars. soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , hoooooooooooooooow is everone?(help me haha)