'She is early.' Oh Ji-Soo noted as she turned to continue in her steps seeing that Eun-bi had caught up with her.
"Good morning. Director Oh!" A smile bloomed on Eun-bi's face as she walked side by side with her.
"Good morning," Ji-Soo replied as they both stopped to wait for the elevator.
Tilting her head to the side, Eun-bi couldn't help but let her curiosity get the better of her.
"Director Oh, I saw you climbing out of the taxi again today. What happened to your car?"
Seeing her superior whom she closely worked with, come to work every day without her car when she had one, she got concerned.
Wasn't it more convenient driving your own car?
Walking into the elevator with her as it arrived, Oh Ji-Soo responded without care.
"I work overtime on most days. Where would I get the energy to drive after an entire day of torturing?" 'I still need to live a little longer to take my revenge.'
Oh Ji-Soo sounded like she was being forced to resign her fate to that level because of one human being called Kim Ji-hun, but behind the scene, she was mapping out her revenge plan.
Driving home late at night after working overtime wasn't an easy task. Oh Ji-Soo was afraid she might get into an accident hence she doesn't take the risk.
After all, she was yet to get back at her boss.
"Oh!" Nodding in understanding, Eun-bi turned her gaze to the elevator doors.
'Ding!'
After almost 3 minutes, the elevator arrived on the 25th floor.
"Director Oh, here is my stop." Smiling, Eun-bi bowed her head slightly.
Seeing that she was about to get off, Oh Ji-Soo used that opportunity to make her coffee order.
As she didn't have time to make it at home, she could still enjoy it at work.
"Get a cup of piping hot strong black coffee ready in my office." She ordered while watching her step out of the elevator.
Just before the elevator doors closed, Eun-bi nodded in understanding with a smile. "Yes, Director Oh!"
'I wish I could be happy about coming to work.' Sighing to herself, Ji-Soo fixed her gaze on the number going up.
Seeing her personal assistant burbly early in the morning while being excited about coming to work, she was a little jealous. What exactly was there to be happy about?
Nothing.
Kim Ji-hun had literally taken her joy and enthusiasm for work away. There was nothing left.
***
As soon as the elevator touched down on the floor the President's office was located, she stepped out and made her way over.
The second she pressed the button on the door frame which was no different from a doorbell, she was granted access to the President's office.
'Wow! Has he been waiting for me?'
Oh Ji-Soo couldn't help but think that way given that there was no break before she was let in after pressing the bell.
She wouldn't be surprised if the devil was watching her from that camera placed on the header.
Speaking of which, she tried to glance at it through her peripheral view while trying not to be caught, but in the middle of it, she gave up and just pushed the door open.
Trotting into his office, she made her way straight to his desk. "Good morning, President Kim."
Raising his head from his laptop screen. Kim Ji-hun let his back lean into the backrest of his comfy black leather chair as he let his gaze dart over her.
"I can finally see why you always come to work late."
Pointing at her with his index finger, he said with certainty. "It's because of that face. You always have time to do your makeup."
Seeing that beautiful face from up close, he couldn't help but accuse her.
Was he jealous?
What has her makeup got to do with coming to work late? Was she even late today?
What is wrong with him?
Oh Ji-Soo was almost about to give him a good scolding, but she held back at the last minute.
'At least respond to my greeting you psycho!' she cursed in her head.
It was highly possible that she would be able to forgive the taunts he would bring upon her later if he at least made the effort to reply to her morning wishes.
Was it so hard?
Instead, he would always ignore her and go straight into traumatizing her.
How was she not sure the reason he ruined other people's day was that he didn't get to have a good day probably because he doesn't accept good wishes?
That must be the reason.
Choosing to ignore him, she allowed him to spew every nonsense he had to say before he went to the business for the day.
"The proposal." Kim Ji-hun demanded while frowning at her.
Immediately she handed the bid proposal to him as she had been waiting for that moment to come.
In essence, that was the reason she had rushed to work in the first place.
Grabbing the stuff from her, Kim Ji-hun went back to ignoring her as he started to take a look at the printed copy of the proposal in his hands.
He didn't even bother telling her to take a seat first, making one wonder if he was too invested in the item in his hand to not notice or if he was doing it on purpose.
Only he knew what his intentions were.
Finding no problem with the written project, Kim-Ji-hun returned it to her before reaching out for the architectural design of the proposed building project.
Spreading the thin long sheet on his desk, Oh Ji-Soo quickly helped him to smoothen out the ends by using some board magnets to pin it to his desk.
Watching her beautiful slender fingers working their way quickly into his line of sight, Kim Ji-hun tried to follow every movement before she retracted them.
To Oh Ji-Soo, catching the evil boss staring at her fingers, she thought he was thinking of how to chop them off hence, she quickened her pace to get them out of his line of sight before he would really do that.
After all, torturing her was his expertise. Who knew what new crazy idea he would come up with?
But who knew he had a different thought from what she was thinking, going on in his head?
Was he admiring her fingers?
Seeing that those fingers of hers had disappeared, Kim Ji-hun went back to his bossy mood. Fixing his gaze on the building plan sheet, his attention was grabbed immediately.
A few minutes later, he raised his head from the paper to direct a glare her way.
"Where is J-Group's plate name on the building? Are you a fool for accepting this thrash?!"