"Lian, we'll have a meeting with Yeong tomorrow, together with the other executives, kindly check with the production mangers on both factories where we are in each firearm model, together with ammunition," said Ha-joon one afternoon.
For days, Lian had been perfectly avoiding Ha-joon, merely answering to work-related concerns. Ha-joon, on the other hand, had been trying to get her attention since.
"Yes, sir. I'll go right ahead," said Lian. She just bowed in front of him in respect before leaving for the production area.
"Why are you calling me, Sir?" He asked with both hands on his waist.
Lian turned and finally looked him in the eye. She showed not a single care in her expression and said, "Everyone else calls you, Sir. Only Chun-Ho and Iseul call you by your name, Sir."
"Stop that," said Ha-joon. "You are different. You can call me by my name."
