Secretly Meeting With My Boss

Taekyung was the first physical attraction in her life that Soyoung's life. She didn't even know that feeling. So-young, who had lived a plain life, felt unfamiliar with herself.

When the sense of guilt was intensified, So-young tried to justify herself, wondering if it's okay as long as he doesn't know?"

It was the day when Soyoung was to report the status of online sales outlets that put brakes on her peaceful daily life.

“A lot of problems have been pointed out, and I can’t see how you'll improve in the future. This is too vague of a generalisation.”

Taekyung was usually kind, but if his work expectations were not met, he became mean. The atmosphere quickly sharpened in response to his cynical reaction. Deputy General Manager Shin, who led the report, could not hide the tension. Manager Joo and So-young rolled only their eyes in a suffocating atmosphere.

“Did you talk to the brand about applying the lettermark?”

"At the level of practice, the consultation….”

“What should I do if you can't do something you clearly know how to do, Deputy Chief Shin?”

Taekyung's criticism heated up Deputy General Manager Shin's face, who is much older than him. Manager Joo, who was always smiling, also made a stern face. Taekyung seemed to be the only one who didn't care about the cooled atmosphere.

Taekyung, who was silent as if he were organising his thoughts, crumpled his smooth forehead.

"Since we don't have time, let's work on it together. Assistant Manager."

"Yes, team leader!"

So-young was horrified by the sudden call and replied in a loud voice. Taekyung, who had paused with a loud momentum, sighed.

"If there's an empty conference room, please make a reservation."

Time was running out because the executive report submission was the day after tomorrow. Deputy General Manager Shin, who even made Taekyung step forward and do the work, had a dark look on his face. He seemed to feel ashamed as if he had become an incompetent employee.

Like that, the meeting began in a rather gloomy atmosphere.

Taekyung was persistent, and did not allow even the slightest illogical gap. He pointed out all the loopholes where the lines in the report did not connect smoothly.

"You have to think from the perspective of the person receiving the report. The tone must show the amount of data you want to say."

Taekyung was harsh and the atmosphere was tense, but there were still clear results in the painful, slow passing time.

Taekyung did not secure the team leader position just because he was the son of Vice Chairman Cha. He was smart, and above all, he had the ability to think from the manager's point of view. Perhaps that was also one of Vice Chairman Cha's legacies.

Deputy General Manager Shin, who was initially depressed, soon expressed his opinion, and Manager Joo and So-young focused on organising and supporting data.

"Why don't you drink coffee?"

When Manager Joo, who had been away for a while in the middle, returned with coffee, the sharp atmosphere eased to some extent. So-young gave an unnoticed sigh as she put her cheek on a cold take-out glass.

I have a headache…

The meeting had been going on for hours without a break. As a result, her concentration gradually became unstable. The excessively heated air in the conference room felt dry, and the bright projector light made her eyes feel strained.

So-young blinked blankly, fidgeting her dry lips.

"Deputy Chief Shin, I mean this chart."

Taekyung, who was sitting at the desk in front, got up and walked over to the whiteboard. He, too, must have been exhausted from the meetings, and was more dishevelled than usual, but didn't have a single wrinkle on his collar.

Taekyung seemed to have a habit of touching his head or cheek when he was frustrated, but several touched hair flowed down to cover his straight forehead, and a couple of shirt buttons were loosened. The thick forearms with the sleeves of the shirt rolled up showed his blue veins.

“If you change the bar graph to a line graph, you can see the decline more clearly, what do you think?”

Taekyung sat down on the desk in front and ran a large hand across his cheek. As he moved his body little by little, the muscles that filled his upper body twitched. Above the woollen suit pants, the polite, chunky flesh protruded out.

So-young licked the rubble of her lips and stared at it like a habit.

Where does the team leader's endless stamina come from?

…A big penis?

Due to her persistent repetition of imagination, in a few years, Soyoung will be able to easily draw Taekyung's genital with little effort. It was when she had forgotten her place and fell into delusional thoughts.

“……!”

A large hand clapped sharply in front of So-young's eyes.

When she came to my senses, Taekyung was approaching me before she knew it. His eyes were red as he looked at Soyoung. On the surface, it was close to expressionless, but for some reason, he looked angry and embarrassed.