Leaving on time. A company dinner maybe two or three times a year. Almost no night shifts or overtime, and if there are, they always get paid for it.
Though the organizational atmosphere is conservative, it’s stable and wellorganized, making it easy to work.
Moreover, the low ratio of strange superiors was the reason she has stayed for eight years.
The lawyers here have a tremendous illusion of being chosen, and because of their compulsion to behave very gently and elegantly, regardless of their inner feelings, they rarely say unpleasant things outwardly.
So, it was a comfortable job where you could keep a low profile and find a bit of reward as long as you diligently did what you had to do.
Yeon Woo, who had firmly filled in her fouryear tenure as a deputy, was now looking forward to her promotion to section chief next year. If all went smoothly, the promotion would go well too. She had thought that there would be no reason to voluntarily leave this good place.
But these days, that thought was being severely shaken.
The biggest challenge of her law firm secretary career had occurred.
Because of one lawyer she had been in charge of for six months.
“Hello, Deputy Kim.”
“Good morning, Seung Hee.”
“There’s no mail today, only newspapers.”
“Thank you.”
On her way to work, Yeon Woo, who responded cheerfully to the smile of the employee at the 1st floor lobby reception desk, tried hard not to miss a single one as she meticulously scanned various newspapers.
Conservative daily. Progressive daily. Tax newspaper. Law newspaper. What was the other one? Ah, the English newspaper.
“You’re working hard every morning to gather all the different types…”
“Well, the real hard work begins at my desk.”
With a joke mixed with about 80% of her true feelings, Yeon Woo quickly walked towards the elevator with a hefty pile of newspapers in her hand.
The issue was that he received as many as five types of newspapers that others only received one of. What was even more surprising was that such a busy person meticulously read all of them.
So, if Yeon Woo failed to bring even one, it was immediately noticeable, so she had to pay attention from the beginning and bring everything to avoid the hassle of coming back down to the 1st floor.
Yeon Woo, carrying a hefty pile of newspapers, quickly checked the time on her cell phone. 8:57 AM. She was in a hurry.
“Just a moment! I’ll come with you!”
Just as the elevator on the 1st floor was about to close, Yeon Woo pleaded desperately towards the closing door, but the door just closed indifferently.
‘I’m sure there’s someone inside, can’t they hear me? Open the door! I’ll be late if I miss this.’
Yeon Woo, who had run with small steps, pushed the bunch of newspapers in her hand into the gap, opening the door just before it closed.
“Phew.”
A sigh of relief burst out as she had avoided being late.
The elevator, which she had just managed to get into, was taken up spaciously by just one person. The space filled with a faint cool base scent.
“Hello.”
“…”
Somehow, the scent was familiar.
“Attorney Kwon.”
The owner of the bundle of newspapers that she brings up every day. Attorney Kwon Jun Hwi, the top workaholic at Ro & Yul.
The person who made Yeon Woo ponder whether she should continue to work at this job while gulping down beers, soju, and wine of all kinds every night.
“…”
“…”
He glanced at Yeon Woo, greeted her briefly, then lowered his head and scanned the screen of the cell phone he had been looking at.
One hand tucked in his suit pocket, he stood at an angle. Yeon Woo, who chose to stand as far away from him as possible, just kept her eyes fixed on the slowly increasing numbers on the dashboard.
Nothing but suffocating silence stretched between them. The time it took to reach the 17th floor seemed to stretch indefinitely.
Now, just standing in a confined space with him was enough to make her head throb.
“Yes, Vice President. How are you doing?”
Suddenly, Jun Hwi’s deep voice filled the elevator, as he picked up a call. Yeon Woo also perked up her ears to listen to the work conversation.
‘Vice President? Which of our clients did we contact with the vice president, C Pharmaceuticals? Or was it M Electronics?’
“Yes, I’m on my way to work. …You want to talk now?”
Jun Hwi twisted his wrist to check the time. Naturally, his schedule also floated in Yeon Woo’s head. He had a regular report to the senior lawyer in the morning.
“No problem. If the chairman calls, of course, I have to go. …Yes. In 30 minutes, at J Hotel. Yes. I’ll see you later.”
Yeon Woo’s round eyes grew even wider. What? He’s not reporting and going where?
Just then, the elevator door opened with a cheerfully oblivious sound, announcing their arrival at the destination.
“You heard everything?”
“Yes?”
“Do it quickly.”
With that, he spat out those vague instructions and strode into the interior with his threateningly long legs.
As always, kind and detailed work instructions were far from Kwon Jun Hwi.
So, assign a car to go to J Hotel, put it on standby immediately, adjust the schedule for the senior report, and figure out whether it’s C Pharmaceuticals or M Electronics, print a summary of major cases the client might be interested in for him to read in the car.
Yeon Woo was supposed to take care of all this while he did his own departure preparations.
Of course, it was a secretary’s job to do all this, but Attorney Kwon Jun Hwi, who always sought efficiency, often finished his instructions with a brief remark like “you heard everything?” rather than clearly defining the scope of work.
It wasn’t her first or second day dealing with him, and every time Yeon Woo faced this, she felt flustered.
Anyway, she had to deal with the issue at hand first. Following Jun Hwi, Yeon Woo briskly walked into the office.
If only Yeon Woo could turn back time, she would have liked to go back to April and pull her ears away from the proposal of the HR team.
Out of the blue, Assistant Manager Park of the HR team asked her to take charge of Attorney Kwon Jun Hwi.
She was already on tenterhooks about a possible promotion to manager, and now she was to handle the famous picky perfectionist workaholic.
The current secretary was leaving because her husband was posted overseas. The one before her quit to go to graduate school.
The ominous roulette of that terrifying spot, where everyone tried to escape, spun around and eventually landed on Yeon Woo.
“Because Deputy Kim does so well, we trust you.”
“Ah… but I’m currently mentoring new secretaries, and I’m working on a longterm trial record indexing protocol with Attorney Yang Ju Yeon, so I’m not sure if I can handle another person.”
Of course, she tried to refuse. But this was not a suggestion, it was a notification. Or a trap.
Chief Park, as if he had anticipated her refusal, spat out his prepared sweet words, persuading Yeon Woo.
“I know Deputy Kim is busy. But I don’t know if I should say this, but the people who were here before didn’t get as good reviews as Deputy Kim. How desperate do you think we are to propose to a busy deputy like you?”
“……”
“Attorney Kwon is a very important person in our law firm, isn’t he? The representative had a special instruction to find a secretary who can properly support and match him.”
His words were true.
The employees who were subjected to harsh treatment to meet his demanding standards were unjust, but outside, Kwon Jun Hwi was a popular lawyer who was handsome, worked well, and accurately scratched where the clients were itching.
How much money did he bring to Lo and Yul a month?
“That perfect successor is Deputy Kim, so I’m asking you.”
Ah. Yeon Woo’s heart was moved by that sweet word of praise.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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