A call snaps her out of this state of wonder, "Who could this be now?". What Jennifer hears ends up activating her spidery senses.
"Ms. Jennifer, I need you in my office, right now." The voice exuding authority.
[What could it be now? Did I do something wrong...]
"Yes, Sir. I'll be there.".
Jennifer gets up from her seat, her hands glazed in sweat. She takes towards the boss's office.
[Calm down Jennifer, calm down. He's not going to eat you or anything!]
A wave of nervousness floods her mind. A churning in the stomach could be felt. A picture of her boss growing two devil horns while he's folding his arms appeared in her head. The heat of the moment hinted at the combustion inside the room. Inhaling deeply, she knocks on his office door. "Come in." He shifts in his chair. Jennifer lowers her chin while looking up, making her eyes seem bigger. She takes each step with care.
"So… Ms. Jennifer, is it true that you made a ball joke in front of our client Mr. Lee?".
[I can't laugh in front of her. Curse my sense of humor.]
Suddenly, she's taken to the same day this occurrence took place. It was right after the meeting between several clients And Mr. Choi ended. Mr. Lee said," Ms. Jennifer, it was a pleasure listening to the points you mentioned. You indeed are a wild card."
[Oh my god... He didn't reject me!]
The complement makes her feel slightly giddy. The corners of her lips tilt upwards while she fidgets with her hands.
She says," Thank you Mr. Lee. It was a pleasure working with you as well. I'm just doing my job .".
Her barely held laugh escapes,"I have a question.",
"Go ahead."
"What if I tell you that I have two balls?". A mischievous smile plays on her face.
Mr. Lee snorts and says," That would be quite… um… a sight."
[Haha...what did I get myself into?]
Jennifer pulls two stress balls out of her bag and laughs under her breath.
Mr. Lee snorts sharply, his hand covering his mouth," You sure have the guts to catch people off guard. I like this."
["Brownie points!".]
Eventually, Jennifer is brought back to the present.
["I messed up… real bad. This will probably have me in shambles!".]
Mr. Choi exhales and breaks the silence that is thicker than a non-Newtonian fluid.
[Let's be serious, Choi Woo Bin.]
"Well the good thing is that he didn't find it offensive but I hope you don't repeat the same mistake. You are a representative of the company.".
Jennifer presses her lips, "My sincerest apologies, Sir. I assure you that I'll be careful next time.".
"All right, let's conclude this situation here on the err…balls"
He tries to hide any emotions from leaking out of his emotional diaper.
She could barely hold in her smile because of the repeated mention of balls.
[Don't laugh. Please don't laugh. I beg you my dear brain!]
"You may take your leave now.", Mr. Choi picks up a file.
She leaves the office and lets out an exhale of pure relief.
[Phew. I thought I had commited tax fraud like a certain politician...]
Her eyes lie on her watch. She inhales deeply, "Oh yeah it's 5:05 pm. You shall return to yer Hollow, Dumbled*ore."
She begins to scoop around and pick up her items. After organizing her desk, she calls it a day. Jennifer gets inside her abomination of a car. Her gaze travels to the empty coffee cup that she forgot to throw away.
[Uh oh. Looks like I forgot something again.]
To tackle such problems, she usually keeps a compact-sized bin for this purpose.
[Where is my bin...where is it?]
Her car is a bit messy, depicting the glomerulus-like jumble inside of her neurospicy brain.
She plays the song 'sugarcoat' and hums along as she drives to her home while the exhaustion is driving her crazy. Making her way to the apartment, she begins to go through her bag and clattering is heard.
[Oh God, where did I put my keys? Aha! Found them!"]
Jennifer opens the door and bursts inside. She shuts the door and grabs a pillow to let her frustration out.
[Lord! I'm exhausted...a few moments of peace would suffice.]
Letting out a few muffled screams to feel better. After munching on some snacks, she plopped herself on the inviting and comfortable bed and decided to take a nap.
Jennifer was thirsty and the bed was the clear lake only which could quench her thirst for the well deserved rest. Her body sunk into the tender surface of the bed and the pillows. A sense of serenity washed over her.
Meanwhile, in the Choi Household, a man named Choi Han Gyeol in his 20s seated himself in front of a laptop, playing a video game. His muscular build compliments his 5'9 frame. Those captivating deep chestnut eyes radiated unexplainable charm. He lets his black hair down which makes him look more like a golden retriever than an intimidating person. A white polo shirt covers his upper body while he's wearing khaki pants. The mole on his cheek gives his face a personality of its own. His lips and cherries were the crops of the same field. The first thought one could have after witnessing his charms would be "How the hell did he escape a manhwa!?".
The moment of tranquility is interrupted when the footsteps are heard. CEO Choi walks towards his only child and the future of Zephyr & Co. A blazer rested on his arm.
His eyebags visible and hair tousled.
"Are you winning son?", Mr. Choi's lips tilt up warmly.
[The day was tiring. But at least, I have my son.]
He collects the clutter, "Just one moment Dad.".
He puts his laptop aside and shifts his entire attention towards his father.
[He must've had a long day.]
"Hi, dad. How was your day?", he returns the smile and takes the blazer from his arm.
Mr. Choi chuckles, massaging his temples, "It was hectic but some employee just had to make a ball joke so I had to take care of that."
Han Gyeol says, "Pftt- wait what? Man only if I could witness that. And while we're at it… when will I be joining the office?"
His father plops himself on the couch
His forehead wrinkling, "Good question. Did you complete learning about the company and our methods?".
[It's showtime!]
He shows all the notes he made after studying the documents with tilted corners of his lips, his eyes glinting in smugness. "All done captain! The ship is ready to sail."
His father passes a wide grin, " Well buddy I've got news for you. You'll be joining in 2-3 business days!".
A tear escapes his eyes, "My peppy has grown so much I can't believe it."
He chuckles, pats his back, and mumbles, "Not the peppy again."
[Good thing that he only says that word in front of me. I'd be devastated.]
"Ah and one more thing Han Gyeol, if someone asks you about specific accommodations… do consider them or else you're up for a full-blown debate session." His eyes drooping,hands clutched together.
Han Gyeol's brow rises, "Why is that dad?".
"Well, there's an assertive employee who doesn't back down from her stance."
[An employee having such an impact? Never heard of it.]
"She's an important person for our company along with others."
"According to the juicy gossip, she's the Grim Reaper. Not a single dull day at the company " a laugh slides through his throat.
The grim reaper in question is taking a full-blown nap, curled up like a constipated bolus. No worries in the world. Just her and her pillow against the world.
"Can I see what she looks like?". Han Gyeol's eyes brighten as he tilts his head.
[Let's see the face of the person that has shaken up the Earth.]
Folding his arm, he shakes his head, "No son. We are supposed to treat the employees equally and we can't get carried away. You'll find out very soon.".