The President Is A Crybaby

Chapter 7: Would it kill you

President Kim went on a business trip again for the next several days. It was said that she was going to discuss the follow-up matters of a cooperation with a  company and was gone for quite a while.

She even took Manager Lim and Assistant Nam with her.

As soon as they left, sunlight immediately shone through the atmosphere that had been dull for a long time.

Chengxiao was the first to set an example.

“As you grow older, your back just can’t keep up anymore. You need to take a break from time to time.”

As she spoke, she waved her hand to let Jiyeon do whatever she wanted. She then closed her eyes, laid back, and fell asleep soon after.

It was so fast that Jiyeon didn’t even finish checking over one customs form.

What an expert.

“. . . . . .”

Jiyeon smiled helplessly and raised her eyes to look around. In the office, there were quite a few people like Chengxiao. The rest of them were eating the melon seeds Xuanyi had brought this morning.

The atmosphere was peaceful.

So peaceful that she felt as though if she herself didn’t play for a while, she’d be sorry to the atmosphere at this moment.

There were a total of two customs forms in her hand. After checking each one over, she had no more work to do for now. She found a comfortable position and laid down on the back of her chair, and then turned on her phone.

She wanted to check out what her friends were talking about in the group chat, what news there was recently, and . . . if that crybaby President Kim updated her Twitter.

Although she was still shocked about this discovery, it wasn’t as though she was unable to accept this stark contrast.

Since arriving at the Foreign Trade Department a week or so ago, she heard too many rumors about the president. She was excellent at her job, was good-looking, had a high-level education, and was rumored to be from a well-off family.

With each of these powerful sounding adjectives combined, they placed her on a high pedestal, forming the incredible President Kim in everybody’s minds.

But it seemed that many people have forgotten that Kim Hyunjung was still a girl. After tearing away that hard exterior, all that’s left on the inside was an ordinary person.

Having the tendency to cry really wasn’t a big deal.

Jiyeon coughed slightly, suddenly realizing she was thinking a bit too much today.

Exiting out of her boss’ twitter in a panic, she decided to look at something else to calm down.

Then, after she started, she only did that for the rest of the day . . .

The second and third days passed by basically in the same way.

It wasn’t until the fourth day that she couldn’t remain idle anymore.

When the Foreign Trade Department interacted with customers, it was usually through email. Difficult sentences could be directly converted through translation software, which saved time and effort.

But occasionally, some foreign customers would contact sales members by phone, and this required those who had high-level English speaking skills.

Although Jiyeon's English was always good in school, she still had many shortcomings in communicating with people. She had no choice but to try and make up for it.