[ENG -TRANS] JOONGDUNK | HOW TO SURVIVE MY CEO
Chapter 1: Destiny or Karma
The final year of university is a season for big company hunting, a fierce and competitive pursuit. The company that a Film major student like me—Pafon—was aiming for was Baiyang Company.
Despite being established just 10 years ago, this company has become the most prestigious media and publishing conglomerate, ranking in the top 5 nationwide, and has won countless major national and international awards. All this success is attributed to the operation of a young Chairman who has developed the company to its current scale. Even its subsidiaries, which have branches both domestically and internationally, are highly renowned.
The employee benefits are absolutely superb, boasting "princeling-level" perks: no need for uniforms—wear whatever you want; snacks available all day; a free premium lunch every day; monthly leave; and a huge bonus at year-end. Every two months, there's a field trip to system companies such as Baiyang Entertainment, Baiyang Construction, and even Baiyang Toy Production...
One strange point is that the company doesn't have permanent janitorial staff. Everyone must clean up themselves, following the company policy of "wanting everyone to have a spirit of mutual assistance." At least an external company is hired to clean the restrooms, which helps somewhat.
As I said, this is everyone's dream company, and I, Pafon, also dream of working here.
The Intern Path
Because this is a very strict company in the recruitment process, and I knew I couldn't easily compete in the interview round, the final path to working here could only be to "become a company intern."
The reason is that when recruiting official employees, the company usually prioritizes former interns. This saves them from having to train people from scratch, eliminates worries about future work quality, and the interns are already familiar with the environment and work pressure.
One of those pressures is "receiving direct orders under the Chairman's command." Sounds strange, doesn't it? Other companies usually assign interns to be managed by subordinates, but here, the Chairman personally supervises. You might think that's a good thing, but let me state right away: It's absolutely terrible.
The Dangerous Chairman
Rumor has it that the Chairman of Baiyang Media is a person who values honor and holds ultimate power. While his power could improve the lives of hundreds of people, he chooses to use it to force others into submission, ignores dissenting opinions, and considers himself the center of the universe.
All this information was collected by me from the cleaner lady and the guy at the company canteen.
Initially, I didn't believe it, but upon meeting him in person, aside from that indescribable personality, I discovered the only good thing about this Chairman: his appearance. Carrying Chinese-Italian blood, with double eyelids, he possesses a face that perfectly fits many people's "type," and he even speaks fluent Thai. His pale complexion, thin, slightly pink, heart-shaped lips look very kissable. He has sharp eyes and powerful gray-emerald eyes that can subdue anyone who looks into them. A mole under his eye creates a charming feature that makes people's hearts race. Not to mention his height, which is superior to the standard Thai male—naturally, he's a mixed-blood. And his sugary, skillful words can persuade others to follow his every desire. Once he speaks, listeners are compelled to obey.
He truly is an extremely dangerous person. And let me be frank, I'm not afraid because he's too charming, but I'm afraid because he recognized my face. Damn it! This is true bad luck. But calling it bad luck might be too mild; karma is a much clearer word for it.
Two Weeks Ago: The Incident
Two weeks ago, I was just an ordinary, single 4th-year student busy scrambling to find a company for my internship. It wasn't that no company would take me; it was that I couldn't compete with my friends quickly enough. Since I was studying and working part-time, I didn't have much time.
Finally, luck smiled on me. I applied for an internship at a reputable domestic media publishing company and received an email response calling me in for an interview within a week.
Real luck just fell into my lap!
Everyone knows Baiyang Company is very strict in its recruitment. When I received the response letter, I was so happy that I forgot I was sitting in class.
"Pafon, keep it down. The professor's about to devour you" Blue, my friend, sighed, trying to stop me. I was too excited to listen to the lecture.
"It won't just be you that gets 'eaten,' it'll be us too, you jerk. Shut up!" Da, the other friend, who is Blue's twin brother, added. And this guy doesn't just talk. As soon as he finished speaking, his hand slammed hard onto my back, making me jump. Motherf*cker! Is that a hand or a foot? It hurts like hell!
Blue and Da are an identical pair of twins. When I first met them, I couldn't tell who was who. If one day they felt like switching places, I definitely wouldn't be able to tell.
* Blue (the older brother): Sweet, gentle, speaks softly and politely. Studies so well he's called a bookworm, even without glasses. A chubby face and fair skin, in the Chinese-mixed style, making him look like a doll. Thanks to his cute face, he perfectly balances his 185cm height.
* Da (the younger brother): A personality completely opposite to his brother; only his face and height are the same as Blue's. His studies are average, meaning if his brother gets top marks, he'll also get the same. His tongue is sharp, his insults hurt, and his actions are aggressive. He's the most impolite person in the program; if anyone wants a fight, he's ready to go, regardless of the opponent. He only fears a few people in his life, and his older brother is one of them.
The reason they're named Blue and Da? Simply because their mother likes Blue Whales. That's all.
"Oh my god, you guys. How can I keep quiet? It's Baiyang Company! Baiyang! Mom, I'm so lucky!" I said proudly, completely ignoring the lecturing voice of the professor at the podium.
I talked so much that my friends couldn't stand it, and neither could the professor. Just as I turned to talk to a classmate behind me, a thick book landed squarely on my head.
"Ouch! Who... Ah, hello Professor! Are you tired? It's hot today, isn't it, ha ha ha. How about I go buy you some water?" I said, immediately getting up and running out of the room. I almost swore at the professor, but I still managed to save myself. I'm so smart!
When the culprit had run off, the professor's next target shifted to the two accomplices: Blue and Da.
"Ah, Professor, he's not our friend. We don't know him" Blue gave an awkward laugh, his movements so clumsy that even a preschooler would know he was lying.
"That's right, Professor. I don't know him. I came to class with my brother. Who he is, I don't know" Da was no better. Though his face was poker-cold and his voice was firm, his legs under the table were trembling uncontrollably. A 3rd grader could see he was lying.
"Next time, tell your friend to keep quiet. He's disturbing the other students."
"Yes/Got it."
"Didn't you just say he wasn't your friend?" the professor teased.
"No, sir/No, sir."
After Class
In short, after running out claiming I was going to buy water, I actually did buy water, but then I just sat around at the basketball court. Who would dare go back to let the professor "eat my head" again? I'm not that foolish. Sitting here is much more fun. While I was idly watching the younger students happily playing basketball, I heard Da's voice echo from afar.
"You jerk. You left without your backpack. Such a hassle" Da said irritably. When he got close to me, he immediately tossed the backpack my way.
"Then why did you carry it?" I asked, quickly reaching out to catch the bag that was almost too fast for me. Good thing I didn't bring my camera today, or it would have been shattered.
"Exactly. Blue said he'd carry it himself. Why did you grab it, Da?"
"Blue, don't carry it. What if germs get on your hands."
"Are you even my friend? Seriously!" What germs? I shower 3 times a week! And I wash my backpack once a semester!
"If you weren't my friend, I wouldn't have done this."
"Alright. I get it."
After arguing with Da for a while, Da ignored me and turned to whisper with his brother, who was sitting next to me. I don't know what kind of "chirp chirp" whispering they were doing. There was plenty of space to sit, but he claimed that if he sat down, Blue would be in the sun, so he chose to stand and block the sun for Blue. The reason was fear of his brother getting a tan.
I just wanted to scoff loudly. His voice is sweet as honey when talking to his brother, but he talks like a raging bull to his friends. Unbelievable.
"Hey guys. While we're at it, let's go celebrate!" I invited the twins, because soon everyone would be busy with their internships, and there wouldn't be many chances to hang out and drink together.
"Blue, are you going? If Blue goes, Da will go too" the younger brother pouted, asking his older brother, making me look at them and think Blue had a small child, not a younger brother.
"We can go. We won't be seeing each other often soon anyway."
"Okay. What time should we go?"
"Around 8 PM. Going too early means fewer people, which isn't fun."
"I wonder if we're going drinking or looking for fans?"
"You're exaggerating, Da. You're the one who looks more like a census register than me." How could he not? He might look like that, but he's already flirted with almost every department. It must be said that no one is unaware of the Blue-Da twins.
Surprised? Why did I say no one is unaware of the Blue-Da twins? Well, this pair of twins are two excellent girl/guy magnets. The bookworm style is Blue, and the bad-boy style is Da. Pick whichever side you want, they never refuse. In short, if they had to choose between friendship and sex, they wouldn't hesitate to choose the latter.
"Don't tell the truth."
"Yes, boss. So 8 PM sharp. Don't dress to outshine your friends, you two. Okay, thanks. I'm leaving. Bye!"
Having settled the agreement, I ran out of there, went to my parking spot near the department, and stepped on the gas straight back to my dorm to prepare the most dazzling outfit for tonight.
Bar XXX
20:00
I arrived at the bar right on time, trying to find out if my friends had arrived at the table I'd booked an hour ago. Looking closely, no one was there!
I'm truly fed up with these twins. They were late for an already late appointment! I'll ignore them. When they arrive, let them pay for the drinks. I got here first, so it's not my fault. Thinking that, I quickly maneuvered through the crowd, my 176cm tall body heading straight for the reserved table in the left area. I immediately ordered a bottle of hard liquor, intending to drink until I was dead drunk. It wasn't my money anyway.
Almost an hour later, my dear friends finally showed up.
"Why don't you just show up tomorrow?" I asked the twins who just sat down, shaking my glass of amber liquor. I wasn't drunk, just a little tipsy.
"Is that okay? Then I'll go home" Da said, feigning a stand-up from his chair.
"Oh, darling, I was joking. Sit down" I quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him back into his seat.
"What the heck, 'darling.' Goosebumps" Da played coy with me.
"You jerk. That's disgusting." Just imagine a person as big as an ox, as rude as anyone, with a tongue sharper than a dog's, acting coy next to you.
"Da, stop joking" Blue intervened.
"Hmph."
"Serves you right. Controlled by your brother, ha ha ha." I really wasn't drunk yet.
"You're drunk, you idiot" Da said exactly what I'd just thought to myself. Damn it, is he a fortune teller?
"It's fine. We'll take Pafon back to the dorm later. Just let him get drunk" Blue said casually, taking a small sip, pretending not to care, but his eyes lit up as they swept over the young men and women looking towards our table—where all the handsome people were gathered.
I told you, this Blue guy is not innocent at all.
After drinking for a while, my head started spinning. In contrast to me, the two devil twins had already grabbed someone to sit on their laps! Am I really not handsome at all? I'm actually good-looking. When I go out alone, I'm quite hot. But when I sit with the Blue-Da pair, my attractiveness drops to less than 10%. Terribly bad, the worst ever.
But what's worse is that the two jerks are about to kiss the tiny person sitting on their laps! The lonely person sitting here can't take it anymore. Somebody save me!
"Um... I'm not drunk. Gonna hit the toilet for a bit," They didn't even pay attention when I spoke. That's right, our friendship is old news. I can't stay here anymore, damn it!
When the two sex/flirting-obsessed guys didn't care about me, I stumbled to my feet, walked away from the table, and headed straight for the restroom.
But it seems I didn't make it there.
"Ouch!"
Because the bar was so crowded, making the path narrow, combined with my already fuzzy head, my forehead slammed hard into the firm chest of a man standing right in front of me.
It hurts! It hurts so much! Is that a human chest or a mountain of rock? Did my head crack? I raised my hand to rub my forehead, my lips pouting slightly as a habit when uncomfortable.
"Are you okay?" the man's voice asked me with concern.
It would be strange if I wasn't hurting. If my head cracked, I'll tear you apart, I swear.
"What a strange question! Of course I'm not f**king..." I looked up, intending to argue with this tall, annoying jerk, but the moment I looked up...
He was too handsome! A mixed-race face—I wasn't sure what kind of mix, but definitely not Thai—yet he spoke Thai extremely clearly.
He was much taller than me; I guessed even taller than the twins. His sparkling gray-emerald eyes had a mole underneath, and his thin yet full heart-shaped lips. It must be those rosy lips that made me dizzy.
A thought flashed through my mind: Those lips look really kissable. His chocolate-brown hair fell over his forehead, making him look younger than his age. A black shirt open at the chest and matching trousers clearly revealed the toned muscles in his legs. The cool, pleasant scent of his perfume wafted into my nose, making the one who smelled it feel incredibly refreshed, warm, relaxed, and safe.
Even I, a person who doesn't like men, almost fell in love with the person opposite me. Cheater!
"Hey... Hey, mister" the person opposite me called me again, pulling me out of my deep thoughts back to reality.
But it seemed I hadn't fully sobered up, because suddenly, my mischievous hand grabbed the man by the neck and kissed him.
"Wai-Mph..."
The man was slightly surprised to be grabbed by the neck and kissed by a smaller person on his tiptoes, but only for an instant. Once he regained his composure, the tall man returned the kiss without hesitation. His thin lips caressed mine. The feeling was like a chewy jelly.
I, who had already lost control due to the alcohol, put all my body weight onto that firm hand. That hand was now tightly gripping my waist with enjoyment.
The sound of saliva echoed in my ears, drowning out the surrounding music. The soft tongue of the tall man penetrated my warm mouth. Strangely, the ordinary saliva of this man could turn the bitter and flat taste of the neat alcohol in my mouth into a sweetness, as if I were eating dessert.
After kissing for a while, the air in my lungs began to run out. I tried to pull myself away from the lips I had just thrown myself into, but I failed. He refused to let go of my lips. My strength dwindled due to the kiss the man was giving me. Oxygen started to run low in my brain. Finally, I lost consciousness even as our lips were still passionately glued together.
I don't know how many minutes I was asleep, but when I woke up, the man still hadn't released my lips.
Seriously, are you kissing a sleeping person?
I started to regain my senses, but I was about to lose consciousness again from lack of air. I only had one way to escape. Finally, I recalled a scene from the movie "Slap and Kiss" that I had watched yesterday.
No sooner said than done. I took advantage of the moment the tall man's mouth opened to suck my tongue, and I slammed my heel down onto the shoes, which I was sure were very expensive, of this mixed-race man.
"Ouch! Hey you!"
Success! The octopus hands and lips released me. He switched to hugging and rubbing his aching foot, even hopping like we used to do in childhood games. His grimaced face clearly showed that he was in great pain where I had stepped.
It was truly funny.
"I told you to let go. Have you never kissed anyone in your life, huh? Motherf*cker!" I frustratingly ran my hand through my hair and left immediately.
The restroom? No need to go anymore.
Just as I turned to walk away, the tall man called me back.
"What's your name?"
"Don't want to say. We won't meet again for a second time anyway." I said bluntly, extinguishing his hope, and returned to my table immediately, not forgetting to leave the tall man standing dumbfounded there.
I returned to the table in an annoyed mood, intending to complain to my friends, but when I got back, no one was there. Only empty liquor bottles were scattered around. I looked around for them, when suddenly a waiter approached me.
"Are you a friend of the two twins who were at this table?" The waiter politely asked.
"Yes. Where did my friends go?"
"The customers at this table instructed that if you showed up, you should pay for your drinks. And the rental fee for the two rooms upstairs, too."
"..." Those two devil twins!
Who just said I could get drunk and they would take me back? In a flash, they had taken their "goods" and gone upstairs to the rooms! Oh my god, I hadn't even finished being annoyed at that mixed-race jerk, and now I had to lose money because of these two wretched twins. Can I stop being friends with them? I don't want friends who are this obsessed with guys/girls anymore!
The Interview Day
Finally, the interview day I had been looking forward to arrived. I wasn't very nervous, honestly. I just bought a brand-new suit the day after I returned from the bar, went to the spa for a facial, got my hair done to look my best, and practiced interview answers from online sources until I almost lost sleep.
My interview was scheduled for 10 AM today. I had woken up at 5 AM. The company opened at 8:30 AM, and I was already sitting in the company lobby by 8 AM.
I'm truly not nervous at all.
As far as I know, this year the company is only accepting 3 interns nationwide. See, how high the competition is! Moreover, the company's Chairman will personally conduct the interviews. It's spine-chilling, truly, but I'm a capable person. I won many awards in school activities. Be confident, Pafon! You'll definitely pass. You even prayed to the Red Egg Mother (the deity at the university).
It's definitely going to happen. 100% certainty.
As the interview time approached, more people arrived. So much so that the lobby area wasn't enough to sit, and the company staff had to open the meeting room downstairs for candidates to wait. Luckily, I arrived early, so I didn't have to scramble for a seat, and I was even the first to be interviewed. Thank you, self, for waking up at 5 AM.
The interview time had arrived. I stood up and walked into the interview room, full of confidence.
As I said, I was very confident at first, but when I sat down and looked up at the Chairman who would be interviewing me...
I froze!
Well... I'm not confident anymore. All the confidence I brought in my bag just vanished into the air in the room.
This Chairman is the very person I grabbed by the neck and kissed that night!
"Hello, Pafon."
I don't want to work here anymore. Gods, save Pafon!
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