C2: The Barista

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I STEPPED INTO THE big building named Jeons.co ; the Korea's top company. My dad named our companies as Jeons so that people will know that the companies belong to Jeon.

Jeon is like a name that people love to talk about. People be talking about my family's name to make us as an example to their child. Everyone looks up at me, especially my employees. Despite my fierceness and the resting bitch face that kept on display, I was well known as a firm person.

We could always see in dramas where the young CEO would have the playboy-ish behavior, waste their money on girls and drinking all day. But I was totally opposite from that. I would always have my schedule well packed, hectic and full of exhausting meetings where I had to handle by myself. That was why I always being firm and strict to my workers so that they won't play around. I wanted them to take their work seriously. It was for their own good. I pay them well so they have to perform well.

Everyone was alerted of my entrance so they kept their mouths shut then eyes were focusing on me, the only hire of the Jeon since I'm the only child. "Good morning, Sir." They approached me, trying to sound as nice as possible and tried to hide their shaky voice. Seeing them respecting me was somehow satisfying.

I walked into the elevator with Chan then the door was closed. I noticed that there was a girl standing beside me with a notebook in her hands. She smiled at me in a very flirtatious way before setting a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Hi Mr Jeon, my name is Song Mieun, I'm your new assistant." She introduced herself but her eyes were obviously scanning my whole perfect figure.

"New assistant? " I snapped then looked at Chan. I was confused.

Chan cleared his throat, "You fired your previous assistant because you caught her sleeping while working. " He informed me. I forgot about that.

While I was talking to Chan, I could see from the side of my sight that the girl was trying to show me her big boobs. She kept bending down to show me her hips. It looked so fake and disgusting to me. The elevator was finally opened. Just with a glance, I looked at Chan then looked at the girl again before walking out from the elevator. Before the girl could even follow me, I heard Chan said, "Ms. Song, you're fired. Sir Jeon doesn't want you here. "























Hyerin

Just like a happy puppy, I ran with full of happiness since Mrs Park said that I could have all the tips the customer gave me. It was a really big tip for just two cups of coffee. They're so rich for leaving that much of tip. I couldn't stop grinning and decided to stop by a bakery to buy some breads where I could eat for dinner while watching my favourite drama.

I was searching for my favourite bread; garlic bread with honey but it was out of stock. I felt so frustrated and disappointed. So bad that I couldn't enjoy my favourite bread on the happy day.

Yet, I suddenly thought that maybe I could make it by my own. I grinned widely before buying some ingredients that I would use to make the bread. I'm gonna be a chef tonight.

When I was done with the groceries, I went back to my small apartment that I rented from an old man called Mr Doo. He's a 76 years old man who lived alone by himself. I pitied him that he had to live alone because he never had a child and his wife died 4 years ago. Sometimes I will make some extra food to give it to him.

I unlocked my apartment then went straight into the kitchen. I planned to start making the bread once I reached home. But when I remembered that I cleaned the toilet at the shop stopped me. I was dirty and I can't make my food in such a disgusting condition. Without wasting for any second, I ran into my room to take my towel before hitting the shower.


























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