Yi Jun's stubborn face made a smile on Director Park's face, but Yi Jun didn't see it because of the dim light.
"Do you have a fever?" he asked Yi Jun.
"No sir." Jun replied with an annoying voice. 'Fever...ah... do you even care?' He wanted to ask this but controlled his urge.But Bon Hwa's next action gives him a surprise. Park Bon Hwa raised his right hand and tried to measure Yi Jun's temperature by touching his forehead. Yi Jun stood there without moving a muscle; he even stopped breathing for a second.
"You have the slightest fever." He said, looking at Yi Jun's tired face.
"But you don't look like a weak person, to get a fever by little rain," Bon Hwa continued with a teasing tone. Yi Jun couldn't say anything; he was still shocked with his superior behavior. Yi Jun averted his eyes from him.
"I should take my leave now; it's already late." Yi Jun took two steps back, saying that. He wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"Park Yi Jun" Bon Hwa called, stopping him. Yi Jun paused at that moment, hearing his name from Bon Hwa. He looked back at him. Only silence covered their space. Park bon Hwa moved close to Yi Jun, covering their distance. Both of them had almost the same Hight, but Bon Hwa was a little higher than Yi Jun by a few centimeters. Yi Jun felt the feeling of being a little rabbit caught standing in front of a lion.
"Do you have any drunken habits, Mr. Park?"
"What?" he asked, confused." No. I don't," he answered, still looking confused.
"Really?"
"Yes." He said it without any doubt in his voice.
"And I don't drink anymore." He continued conforming his answer.
"Why?"
"Sorry, sir, that personal."
"Mm... personal, then good night, Mr. Kim. See you tomorrow." Bon Hwa turned his back saying this and walked towards his car. Yi Jun looked at his back, full of confusion. Jun walked towards his car and started it with an exhausted mind.
Sumi turned left and started walking through the corridor. She opened a door and walked towards the designing team.
"Ms. Yumi, this is the file for the fashion show."
"Oh! Thankyou. I was actually thinking about calling you." Yumi said with gratitude. Yumi is one of the employees of the design department. She is also the same age as Sumi.
"Why?" Sumi asked her, looking around them. Their surroundings were buzzed with people. The design department was really busy because of the up-coming launch and fashion show.
"We need the model's portfolio and the list of orders, and I also wanted to ask you about the tonight team dinner."
"Well, we all need to go. Mr. Park said it was important."
"So, Mr. Park is also coming tonight?" Yumi asked her with a glittering eye.
"Hà. Hà... yes, he is also coming," Sumi answered, laughing, seeing her excited face.
"Are you still into him? It's been ages." Sumi teased her.
"Oh, stop it; I can wait for him till I turn white." Yumi said, dreaming park Yi Jun on her mind.
"Poor you," Sumi turned her head, saying this with a long sigh. Yumi has been a long fan of Park Yi Jun, along with other ladies from their company who wanted to be his girlfriend. But he never paid any attention to these girls, even though they are beautiful and component. Sumi returned to her office with a few coffees. It was already the end of lunch break. She brought coffee for the members coming back from her break. She gave everyone their coffee and opened the door of the team leads cabin. Park Yi Jun was not there. Sumi put his coffee on his table and returned to her table.
"Where is Mr. Park?" she asked Yuna after sitting on her chair. Assistant Yuna's cabin was near Sumi's.
"don't know. He just left a few minutes ago talking on his phone." Yuna said, facing Sumi.
"He is coming today, right?" Sumi asked Yuna, dragging her chair close to her.
"Yes, he said he was coming. Most of the departments are coming today."
"Really? He mostly avoids company dinners all the time. This must be important."
"It is. He needs to be in a good term with others, especially because of the upcoming project."
"Ya, that's true." Park Yi Jun and his team were sitting with marketing team one. That restaurant was filled with employees of ALIZ. Yi Jun looked around his surroundings. All the tables were filled with different teams, and a few tables later, team leads and managers from different departments were sitting together at a table with director Park Bon Hwa. He decided not to go there. He couldn't drink. Yi Jun just sipped water from his glass; all other members glasses were filled with alcohol. Even though marketing teams one and two were always in a silent war, they talked to each other comfortably because team one lead and manager Kim was at the director table. Not with them.
"Mr. Park, you should eat more." Yuna said with a motherly tone. His plate was mostly empty.
"Right, Mr. Park, you don't even drink. At least try to eat some more. This is the only way we can get back at our company." One of the team members from team one commented, turning to Yi Jun. All the other employees sitting on that table agreed with his comment. Yi Jun laughed and tried to say something, but before that, Mr. Kim from his team put some chicken on his plate.
"You love chicken. Eat a lot." Mr. Kim said while looking at Yi Jun, pressuring him more. Yi Jun started eating that chicken without any disagreement. Mr. Kim was quite old compared to Yi Jun, so he always respected his word. Jun glanced at Bon Hwa's table from time to time. Sometimes he felt Bon Hwa's eyes on him. In his mind, there was a war going on between them. After some while, Henry came to their table. He took a seat beside Yi Jun. He was mostly drunk. Yi Jun scolded him for drinking this much. Henry only smiled at him calling his name.
'Yi Juna....'
"What?' Yi Jun looked at him angrily.
"Don't be mad. They forced me to drink this."
"Ya. I can see that." Henry put his hand around Yi Jun's shoulder, calling his name again and again.
"Please, just stop it." Yi Jun tried to push his hand back. Haa.... Yi Jun made a long sigh, rolling his eye, after failing to do that. Accidentally, his eye met Park Bon Hwa's. Those eyes were staring at him. Yi Jun felt that director was somewhat boiling with anger. Yi Jun turned his head back to Henry, who was still smiling foolishly without knowing anything.