ung moved his head down in the direction of Director Min.

‘Im dead.

That was the only thought in Junkyungs mind at this moment.

Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt.

The cell phone in his pocket rang briefly in succession. The nameHyun-Woo kept appearing on the screen.

Without checking the message, he quickly followed Executive Director Min.

After that, the cell phone vibrated from time to time, so he ended up turning it on silent.

Executive Director Min went out the gate and headed towards the car he had brought, so Junkyung naturally headed towards the drivers seat. While waiting for the car to be unlocked in response to the smart key, Executive Director Min beckoned, “Mr. Jun-kyung Ho, this way.”

Passenger seat. It meant that Director Min was going to drive. Jun-Kyung, who quickly changed his direction to the passenger side, went there at a pace that was in line with Director Mins movement toward the drivers seat.

As soon as he fastened his seat-belt, Executive Director Min drove back out like that of a veteran driver.

Heavy silence hung in the soundproof luxury sedan. Unlike Hyunwoo, Junkyung was unable to start chatting on his own.

No, at least I can ask where were going and what were going to do. 

While he was thinking about how to get it out while rolling a simple question inside, Executive Director Min opened his mouth first.

“Have you been with Hyun-Woo all night?”

“Oh, we met at the hermitage at dawn. After night fishing, he came to the hermitage to see his mom, then madam told me to take Hyun-woo to her home, so thats what happened.”

It was very strange to speak Hyun-Woo informally and all of a sudden speak formally to Director Min. However, he cant speak without honorifics to Director Min.

“I see.”

Silence ensued again. It was a good time to ask where we were going. It was getting harder and harder to open his mouth as time passed by.

A car came to a stop at the signal. Seeing the commuters rushing through the crosswalk, Jun-Kyung said with difficulty, “Its already time to go to work.” He naturally wanted to ask where and what he would be doing instead of working.

“The managing director will be returning to the headquarters soon…”

All of a sudden, Executive Director Min leaned his upper body toward Junkyung. Jun-kyung hurriedly stepped back and slammed the back of his head against the window. thud. As the thud rang loudly, Executive Director Min looked at Jun-kyung.

Director Hyun-seungs face was too close. After eating bibimbap at the temple, Junkyung thought that his mouth would smell bad because he didnt brush his teeth.

Director Mins body moved closer instead of moving away. Suddenly, the fact that he was an alpha male came to his mind.  He wondered if he should use his fist and stopped caring if the other person was a chaebol or not.

“Im sorry, but could you open the glove box please?”

“What?”

Then he noticed that a large hand was trying to reach the edge of the glove box. Perhaps because of the seat belt or because Jun-kyung was waiting in the passenger seat, the glove box seemed a little difficult to open.

He quickly loosened his fist that had been clenched due to a misunderstanding and opened the glove box as instructed. He thought there would be sunglasses, but what was inside was surprisingly a disposable cold pack. He recognized it the moment he saw the packaging because it was used by athletes.

Just then the signal turned green. Executive Director Min quickly looked ahead and stepped on the accelerator.

“I am driving, so Id like you to open the pack for me.”

“Yes, here.”

Junkyung even tore off the protective film of the pale pink jelly pack and held it out. After a while, when there was another stop light, Executive Director Min took the pack with his left hand and applied it directly to his left cheek. No matter how hard Junkyung tried to ignore it, he couldnt stop his gaze from wandering towards it.

The president was a typical right-handed person. Golf and tennis also build strength on the right side. There was a 99.99% chance that he would hit the opponents left cheek if he swiped his hand.

In fact, whenever there is a signal, Junkyung secretly observed Executive Director Mins left cheek that was slightly reflected on the side mirror and was convinced that he had been beaten in the study.

He didnt notice it earlier. Had he known, he would have rushed to the kitchen and got him an ice pack.

How does it feel to be slapped in the face by his own father enough to cause swelling? Jun-kyung had never been beaten by anyone other than by his sports coach or senior. Even more so on the cheek.  As an outsider, it was difficult for Jun-kyung to guess the feelings of Executive Director Min.

Do you have to go to work with a face like that?

Itd be more understandable if Director Mins face was bruised after punching a sand bag. The only problem was that Junkyung himself might become a sandbag.

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