17 parts Ongoing Jeon Jeongguk, CEO of the formidable Jeon Entertainment, was a man known for his sharp tongue and even sharper gaze. Years of polished presentations and rehearsed pitches had left him jaded, his patience wearing thin. He was about to dismiss another candidate-another string of empty promises and cliché answers-when a young man with a worn-out resume and a desperate need for a job stepped forward. The man looked like he hadn't slept in days.
"So," Jeongguk began, his voice laced with the usual skepticism, leaning back in his expensive chair, "why should we hire you?"
Taehyung, his voice trembling with a mixture of desperation and quiet determination, met Jeongguk's gaze. "Sir," he began, his voice raw, "I'm starving. My aunt... she kicked me out. I have nowhere to go. I need this job." He swallowed hard, the words hanging heavy in the air.
Jeongguk, intrigued by the raw honesty that cut through the usual polished veneer of applicants, threw him a curveball. A small, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips. "You're hired," he said, the words surprising even himself.
Taehyung stared, dumbfounded. "W-what?" he stammered, his eyes wide with disbelief. He looked as if he might faint.
Jeongguk, his expression unreadable, leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers. "Welcome to Jeon Entertainment," he said, his voice calm and measured.
"Call me... Mr. Jeon."
