This morning I had succeeded in remembering that Sunghoon preferred vanilla tea in the morning, instead of the lemon tea I had served for him yesterday. He still seemed suspicious of me, but I just ignored it.
"Miss Jung," Sunghoon coldly spoke, standing beside my desk.
"Yes, mr. Park?" I questioned and looked up from the file in front of me.
"I have a meeting in ten minutes, you have to be there," he reminded.
"Of course, mr. Park," I hummed and stood up, before grabbing the meeting file on the table along with a pen to take notes, "and the meeting is about the new store chain, yeah?"
"You'll be finding out at the meeting," he coldly replied before striding towards the elevator, where I quickly ran after him to reach the elevator in time.
I watched as the elevator doors closed in front of me, and let out a small sigh of relief knowing that I hadn't gotten abandoned on the top floor.
"Tell me miss Jung," Sunghoon started and I immediately looked over at him, "how come you know exactly what to do as a secretary?"
"I worked at an office for a short time before being your maid, mr. Park," I spoke with a small smile. It took eveything in me to not snap the pen in my hand when he just let out a small scoff.
"Can't be a good office. Your work standards don't even live up to anywhere they should be for you to work here," he commented and I swear I nearly snapped the pen.
"Then it should be alright that your secretary returns tomorrow," I assured him and he snapped his head to me with wide eyes.
"He what?" he raised both his eyebrows at me and I pulled out a small note I wrote down earlier. I recall shoving it in my pocket, instead of actually doing anything with it.
"I got a call from mr. Shim earlier," I stated, "he'll be returning to his usual work by tomorrow morning. And then I was asked to wish you a lovely day," I finished reading over the note before shoving it back in my pocket.
"Hm, about time I got a more qualified secretary back. It's been a pain so far," Sunghoon muttered and I desperately refrained myself from letting out a small laugh of insanity. The urge I had to snap back at him, hit him, kick him, it was unbearable.
As the elevator stopped Sunghoon strode out and walked straight to a meeting room. The moment he stepped in everyone went silent and just stared at him, fear written over all their faces.
"Miss Jung, your seat's beside mine," Sunghoon coldly spoke as he sat down in his chair and I quickly walked over and sat in the seat beside him and opened the meeting file, "the meeting starts."
"Uh.. M-mr. Park?" an older man spoke up and Sunghoon immediately looked to him with a sharp stare, "t-the translator called it off... last minute."
"And why would a translator be needed?" Sunghoon folded his hands under his chin and the man that had spoken hesitantly pointed down to a man, seemingly from Europe. Sunghoon arched a brow before bowing his head towards the man, "mr. Dupont."
"Bonjour mr. Park," the man replied with a wide smile and Sunghoon sucked in a sharp breath.
"Seems like we'll be having some language barriers," Sunghoon stated and looked around at his employees, "so which one of you should try their shot at translating?"
It was completely silent as all the others in the room just stared at the table. I let out a small sigh, I almost felt bad for all these frightened men.
"No one?" Sunghoon questioned, he almost sounded amused, "then I guess I'll just have to pick at random."
"Mr. Park?" I spoke up and he held up his hand to immediately shut me, not even moving his head to look at me.
"You're silent in meetings miss Jung, you're just lucky I let you replace mr. Shim for the time being," Sunghoon stated, "know your place."
This time I was gonna cross the rule I had made with myself. For once in the past two days I ignored promising to just do as I was told. I looked down to the elderly European man.
"Do you speak French mr. Dupont? " I spoke and the man raised both his eyebrows at me.
"That I do," he nodded at me with a small smile and I nodded before looking down at my notes.
"I suppose you're from the European department under JP Enterprise... expanding a store chain to Europe? " I questioned and he hummed at me with a nod. I quickly clicked my pen and scribbled it down, "I'm miss Jung, and I'll be translating for you today."
"Can you bring on the message that there has been problems with getting the data from S.Park Labels converted to our database? " he questioned and I hummed at him.
"Mr. Dupont says there has been a problem with converting data from your company to their database," I translated and scribbled the problem down.
"Ryu," Sunghoon stared over at a man that immediately quivered in his spot, "I'll need our data converted to them ten minutes after this meeting concludes."
"Y-yes, mr. Park," the man nodded as drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"You know I won't hesitate in letting you leave," Sunghoon reminded before looking back down at mr. Dupont, "the data will be sent before the day is over. Do you have the store drawings?"
"The data will be sent before the day concludes. Store drawings? " I translates and mr. Dupont nodded before opening a file and sliding a bunch of drawings down to Sunghoon.
I was handed some copies, which I simply placed in the meeting file as Sunghoon looked over the drawings. He sucked in his bottom lip as he frowned down at the papers before looking up at mr. Dupont. He quickly began pointing out the problems, which I helped translate, before looking down at the drawings myself.
"And could there be added extra height to a floor? Between the floor and the ceiling, to create a bigger space? It would give the store a more open and nice feeling to the costumers... say about half a meter more," I stated, adding onto Sunghoon's corrections. I knew I wasn't supposed to interfere like that, but it would only be mr. Dupont who knew what I had said, and he didn't know it was something I had come up with and not Sunghoon.
"Did you study architecture miss Jung? " Dupont questioned as he took down his notes himself.
"Dreaming of it sir," I stated with a nod.
"If you're gonna sit and be part of this conversation, you have to translate," Sunghoon snapped at me.
"Sorry, mr. Park," I muttered before shoving the drawings under the notes paper.
"Mr. Dupont you're dismissed, I'll be speaking with my employees now," Sunghoon stated and I asked for Dupont to leave, which he immediately did, "how fast can we get these sketches sent to our architects?" Sunghoon turned to his men.
"Sir... the architects have dropped out of the project," a man bravely spoke up and Sunghoon immediately snapped his eyes to him, with a sharp look and arched brow.
"They have what?" Sunghoon questioned in a deep dark tone.
"D-dropped out," the man repeated and sunk in his seat, under Sunghoon's cold stare.
"And none of you imbiciles thought of telling me?" his voice had took a deep dark turn as all the men in the room visibly began fumbling with their hands or looking anywhere else but Sunghoon, "expect your dismissal notice to be laying on your desks by the end of the day. All of you."
"S-sir, don't you thin-" a man started but immediately went silent once Sunghoon looked at him.
"All of you, out," Sunghoon stated in a cold demeanor and all the man scrambled to get their things.
I felt odd and misplaced by just sitting still, so I began closing the file in front of me as I stood up. Immediately being stopped by a hand on my wrist.
"Not you miss Jung, you stay seated," Sunghoon calmly stated, still staring straight ahead at the wall down by the end of the table.
"Of course," I hummed and sat down once again, before he moved both his hands over under his chin, folding them neatly with one another, and closed his eyes before letting out a sigh.
"Tell me miss Jung, why must I be surrounded by such imbiciles all the time?" he questioned and I simply stayed silent, "is there no other intelligient human on this globe, that isn't me?"
"I don't know mr. Park."
He glanced over at me with raised eyebrows, before just humming and looking straight ahead once again. All at once he stood up and just marched out of the room, leaving me behind to myself in the meeting room.