The city offers countless of jobs for a 21-year old boy like him, but here he is, standing outside the gates of a grand-looking mansion.
Two days ago, something written in bold letters on the newspaper caught his attention.
Personal Helper Needed.
Male or female, 20-25 years old.
Contact *********** for more info.
He grabbed the opportunity and dialed the contact number indicated, and told him the required papers and the address.
The pay was huge and he needed the money for his mother's medication.
He reached for the doorbell and pressed the button.
A deep voice resonated through the intercom, startling the young boy.
"Who's there?"
The boy snapped out of his trance and answered the through the intercom.
"I-I'm here for the job, sir. I was the one who called two days ago."
"Ah, Mr. Byun Baekhyun. Come in."
The electronic gate opened automatically and Baekhyun's mouth went agape. To say that the house was huge would be an understatement. Basically, it was more than huge.
He stumbled upon the pathway leading to a gigantic wooden double-door. The door suddenly opened and out came a blonde-haired man wearing formal clothes.
"Good morning Mr. Byun. I'm Butler Kwon Jiyong but you can call me Mr. GD for short. Young Master Park is expecting you, let me carry your luggage for you."
He reluctantly gave his luggage to Mr. GD and let the man lead the way up the grand staircase, past the spacious hallways and finally stopping outside a huge door.
Mr. GD knocked on the door and a deep voice answered on the opposite side.
"What do you need Oh Sehun?! I told you I didn't hide your stupid Porsche keys! You bastard, stop bothering me with your shits and go fuck like rabbits with Luhan."
"Uh sir, it's me, Mr. Byun has arrived."
"Oh, sorry. You can come in now."
Mr. GD opened the double-door with his gloved hand and proceeded inside, ushering the boy behind him to follow.
The room was huge. Intricate patterns with white and black hues grace the walls. Expensive furnitures filled the room. A thick velvet carpet is laid all throughout the entire floor. A large window is located at the center, behind a huge desk and an executive chair.
A young man with sleek hair, wide shoulders, and piercing gaze and not to mention, cute ears is sitting behind the desk with his palms on the table. He was wearing stylish clothes which he immediately recognized as one from Gucci and designer shoes. All in all, he was very handsome.
Baekhyun's cheeks turned into a shade of cherry when he noticed that the latter was looking at him from head to toe as if he was undressing him with his own piercing eyes.
The man smiled a satisfying one before opening his mouth.
"I assume you're Mr. Byun Baekhyun, the applicant for the newspaper advertisement. I'm Park Chanyeol and I would like to say that you are hired."
Baekhyun was shocked, he hadn't even given his resume and other papers needed and he was already hired.
"B-but, you haven't even--"
YOU ARE READING
Wanted: Personal Helper
FanfictionThe city offers countless of jobs for a 21-year old boy like him, but here he is, standing outside the gates of a grand-looking mansion. Two days ago, something written in bold letters on the newspaper caught his attention. "Personal Helper Needed...
