The Youngest Son of Sunyang (Reborn Rich)

[001] A Servant's Life

"Director Yoon, why are you on the phone for so long?"

As soon as I buried my head in the documents on the desk and hung up the handset, a sharp woman's voice came from in front of me.

I knew who the voice belonged to, but I raised my head as slowly as possible, as if I had no energy left, as if I were overcome by fatigue.

First, the curve of the round hips at the edge of the desk came into view. As I looked a bit higher, I could see the slender waistline. That artistic line connecting the waist and the hips.

Wow, it's breathtaking.

How impressive is the beginning of the waist?

Clearly, a bust size of at least C-cup is distinctly outlined on the white shirt.

Those beautiful and voluptuous breasts. I wouldn't have any wishes left if I could just touch them once.

Now, only the climax remains.

The slender neck meeting the shoulders, commonly known as the shoulder line.

When someone wants to try their luck in the lottery, they should look at that woman's shoulder line without the need to see the actual lottery results. A masterpiece is sure to emerge.

Finally, a small, graceful, beautiful face came into my view.

With such a stunning body and a beautiful face, why isn't she a celebrity?

"Director, stop pretending to be tired and call the number three line quickly. They say it's urgent."

Just a moment ago, those three seconds were heavenly, but when the words "number three line" were mentioned, I returned to reality.

"Yeah, got it. I'll call right away."

"Hurry, it seems really urgent."

Once again, I entered heavenly time.

Her back as she turned around.

The contours of her round hips peeking out slightly with each step she took.

Her long, firm thighs seemed like they could tear through the tight skirt, and her pure white calves revealed a soft texture akin to flour dough.

If only I could have a moment with her.

But such a thing would never happen forever. She is the chairman's secretary.

People who know have already figured out that she's not just an ordinary secretary.

Living in a luxury apartment with a monthly rent exceeding three million, driving a Ferrari. Of course, both the apartment and the Ferrari were purchased by the company.

It was obvious what it meant to give such privileges to an ordinary secretary.

I'm envious. Damn it.

The moment you're born as a chaebol's child, you also gain the opportunity to have half of the world's beauties at your disposal.

"Oh, wait! Number three."

I quickly picked up the receiver and dialed hotline number three. As soon as the dial tone ended, a slow and annoyed voice came through.

"Have you parked a car in Nonhyeon-dong? Please clean it up."

Then, the call was disconnected. This useless punk.

I picked up the receiver again.

"Assistant Manager Choi, quickly go to Nonhyeon-dong and find out where the car is."