The President Is A Crybaby

Chapter 1: A very attractive person

The atmosphere in the office could not be any tenser.

Kim Jiyeon lifted her head from behind the computer to take a peek, then quietly withdrew, typing on the keyboard like everybody else.

Internally, she was filled with shock.

KeRui was a company that mainly produced and sold reflective glass beads. It had a long history of the establishment, a unique location, a prosperous future, and excellent working conditions.

It was a large company that many graduates would make every effort to try and enter. If it weren't for her cousin Kim Jisoo's recommendation, who worked in HR, Kim Jiyeon, a graduate of a regular university, would probably never be accepted.

Her qualifications were still lacking to enter the Domestic Trade Department. After some thought, Kim Jisoo sent her to the Foreign Trade Department instead which had been established for less than two years.

"KeRui has only started to expand into the foreign market in the past two years, so everything is still in the developing stage. There are also fewer customers compared to the domestic trade side, so overall, it's less hectic, a perfect environment to train new graduates like you." In the classy cafe, Jisoo lightly patted Jiyeon on the shoulder. "Work hard."

Jiyeon nodded obediently and immediately expressed that she will put in her best effort. Treat the company as her own home, and strive to be on the front line.

"That's not necessary." Jisoo laughed at her response. "It's not as busy as you think. Even if you wanted to work, there may not be much to do."

And she was right.

There were a lot of people in the Foreign Trade Department but there weren't many customers. So even the senior employees had little work to do.

Not to mention a new intern like Kim Jiyeon. Aside from creating documents and printing, she spent much of her time idling around.

This was the first time she faced such a tense atmosphere. It was because Kim Hyunjung, the President, who had been on a business trip for nearly a week was returning today.

Jiyeon took a deep breath and listened silently to the quiet conversations around her as she organized the documents.

"Wasn't she going to stay there for half a month? Why is she back already? I still haven't finished sorting out the documents I need to send to customs!"

"Who knows! I haven't even started my task. We're doomed and going to get yelled at!"

". . . . . ."

That is kind of miserable.

Jiyeon took in their words and turned around then smiled. "Is there anything I can help with?"

She had a pair of apricot-shaped eyes and shallow dimples that formed on her small white face. Her smile was very sweet and looked completely harmless; anyone who looked at her would like her.

The colleague behind her was taken aback when she heard those words. Her eyes lit up, and she clasped her hands in a pleading gesture. "Help me copy the documents! After it's over, I'll treat you to a meal!"

"No worries." Jiyeon smiled, took the files, and walked toward the printer. She glanced to the side, looking at the office behind the glass door.

That was the President's office.

Although she arrived less than two days ago, she already heard plenty of rumors regarding the President.

She was young yet already climbed to such a position, had studied abroad, did things swiftly and vigorously, and aside from all of that-was a remarkable beauty.