In the end, Jiyeon went to President Kim’s side with the drink in her hand.
There were many people in the Foreign Trade Department, so the table was extremely wide. And since she’s new, she sat near the outside.
This meant she was a long way away from the president .
At the moment, the atmosphere was high, and people had already toasted for several rounds, so the freshness had passed. Everyone was busy eating and chatting, so few people looked at her.
Except for that paper tiger President Kim who had been gazing at her for a while now.
Jiyeon was stared at the entire way. She felt as though her steps were swaying without even drinking yet.
“President Kim.”
She stood still in front of Hyunjung, her round apricot eyes curved into a crescent, and she smiled obediently. “I toast you a drink.”
As soon as her voice fell, her boss immediately picked up her drink and clinked her glass with hers.
She used quite a lot of strength, almost knocking half Jiyeon’s drink out.
Was she angry?
She was taken aback, and fearing that Hyunjung felt uncomfortable, hurriedly opened her mouth to apologize, “I’m sorry, President Kim, I didn’t mean to . . .”
Before she finished speaking, Hyunjung suddenly neared her silently.
As though whispering, she used a volume only the two of them could hear.
“Jiyeonsshi, are you not good at drinking?”
“Is that why you wouldn’t come and toast me?”
Her voice was very low, and the way she spoke made her tone half ridiculing, half alluring.
She was taken aback and quickly met her gaze.
Those dim pupils shrouded in a cage of alcohol were currently layered by flickering faint lights. It was a look so entrancing that anyone who saw her would quicken their breathing.
She was silent for a moment, unable to speak her thoughts.
But her boss quickly continued the conversation again. She sat in the same place unhappily and opened her mouth to educate her, “Even if you’re not used to it, you still need to come and toast. Otherwise, not only would it be bad if other people saw that, but I would also get angry.”
“But I’ll remember that you have low alcohol tolerance,” she suddenly said after a moment.
“If you come to toast next time, we can also use that excuse.”
She’s taking care of her.
Upon realizing this, Jiyeon’s cheeks became warm.
“You should drink less, too,” she paused, then lowered her voice to try and persuade her boss, “I think you’re a little drunk right now . . .”
As soon as she said that, Hyunjung became displeased.
“You’re the one who’s drunk,” she said with extreme dissatisfaction and shook her head, “Even if everyone at this table was drunk, I still wouldn’t be.”
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The President Is A Crybaby
RomanceAfter graduating, Kim Jiyeon became an intern at a company. The atmosphere in the company was nice, the work was relaxing, her coworkers all took care of her, except for her iceberg of a boss, who had a dark face all day and was devoid of any human...
