
"Hey! during your time as a trainee, you complete all these documents. In the first 3 months it must be finished and tidy." Said Ha-Neul, as senior product advertising division.
"Good, mom."
...I am the woman who feels the luckiest to work for Seoul's elite company. It's just that people here look at me one eye because, I don't live in an elite neighborhood but in a slum, precisely in a small rented street into an alley....
"Hufftt.." Ji Youra's breath. He muttered.." 7 stacks of documents that were on sheets for 3 months ?? Ugh...!! Okay, I'm starting to enjoy it. Look...! my shrewdness and see who I am." Ji Youra, stretched out the body that was sitting in front of her desk.
***
...In his day as a trainee, he always remembered what his purpose was to work for the Royal Palace Group. Moreover, Ji Youra, has never handled his father's company during his college holidays when Ji Ahn lay sick in the ICU room. So, more or less Ji Youra, has had sufficient knowledge and experience in her field....
...***...
"Hey! Jogabi, this photocopy."
For trainees in this company are given their respective calls. And Ji Youra, got a Jogabi call that means conch.
"Good, mom."
"Jogabi, make me coffee."
"Good, sir."
"Woy! Jogabi, to the pantry. Make mochacino one, coffee latte, one."
"Good."
***
...Ji Youa, treated like a freshman who should do this and that to his seniors from advertising division. However, he persisted in remembering his goal which he held firmly....
...***...
"Hey !! Going forward buyin sashimi."
"This is the money?"
"Yes. How much more money?"
"It's less brother, it seems." Ji Youra, protesting Aera, as a newly appointed employee.
"Sister, I was made a lackey here is fine but, if it's to pay or meet the needs of others, I don't want to and I have the right to refuse !!"
"Supply!!"
"What's this?" asked Ha Neul, who approached them.
"This is ma'am, he doesn't want me to ask him to buy sashimi up front."
"Jogabi, it turns out that you don't want this job anymore ?" sindir Ha Neul's.
"It's not so mom."
"Either ! Poor employees. Work in elite places can't stand the mental."
"You don't demean me. You seniors should be able to defend the right ones," Ji Youra snapped.
"What did you say. Say it again!"
Ji Youa, speechless.
"Who has chosen you to work here. Incompetent" Aera's timps that sabotage their conversation.
"That's me. I chose it.
...A man from behind an employee desk. His tall posture, white feet, walked closer to them in the presence of other employees. The shiny black shoes with their neat gray suits further enhanced his charm. His shoulder-length hair on a dark brown pigtail, simple glasses that add to his appeal....
...All the employees looked at the man with great admiration for his arrival except for the eyes of a Ji Youra....
...Ji Youra, after experiencing such a deep pain in the past even more so when after her father left her, she became a woman who stayed away from men or women who no longer trust men. She is just a woman who wants to love herself and her mother. She also has to be a tough woman in her own economy....
...The figure of a white woman, blonde, who humble is now a woman who is indifferent and cold to the opposite sex. He began to read and read to mature his knowledge which was overgrown with his own life journey. Being able to motivate herself was something she was always grateful for....
...Therefore he knew that only he himself could kindle the fire within himself or extinguish it....
JI YOURA'S.