6. Plagiarism

Only half of a day I am exhausted. Mopped a building this big, swept and wiped. My poor muscles. Of course that I'm not the one who did it, but this building must be cleaned every time. People walk around with their dirty shoes sometimes, sometimes they stomp their shoes on the floor when they see me sweeping.

Maybe they think I also clean their shoe dirt. Huh!

"Yongju!" my partner called me.

"Yes?"

"Designer Joe calls you in her office."

"Oh okay."

What is again? Jeez!

I hurriedly leave my job and go upstairs to my former boss's room. I miss the design department, I miss my computer and the rotating chair. I miss everything of all about that.

Arrive at the door, I knock it and quickly Designer Joe asks me to enter. She asks me to sit down, her expression looks very angry.

"Lee Yongju!" She exclaimed. Apparently, she is mad at me.

Designer Joe, who is never cynical to me from the start, suddenly put on an expression that scared me now. She throws a large envelope at me and tells me to open it. I take it doubtfully, I read it carefully and I am surprised to see it.

Plagiarism?

"What is this?" I asked, confused.

"I should be the one asking. What have you done to the company? You think this is your company? How can you spread this top secret thing, huh? You want to embarrass me? I never thought I would ever have a sneaky assistant like you, Miss Lee!" I can't understand a single line of the sentence.

"Designer Joe, I don't know what this is," I avoided.

"Still pretending? Because of you, the company lost hundreds of millions won! We were accused of plagiarism!"

I am astonished. "That's not me, really."

"Go upstairs! The Director is waiting for you."

"Designer Joe ..." I begged.

"Go away!" she cut curtly.

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Okay, this time I should be more patient. I almost cry, I am afraid of getting fired even though I know I am innocent. This work is my life and death. Even though I was married and my life is more secure, but I can't depend my life on that damn marriage. This isn't necessarily guarantee my next life.

I climb back into the elevator to the top floor, past three floors. The director's office stand on the fifteenth floor, where our real superiors reside. The next floor I know there is a bar, karaoke place, indoor swimming pool, others I don't know anymore. As long as you show HK Group employee ID cards, getting there is definitely free. That is why everyone yearned to work here.

The young and beautiful secretary usher me into the director's office of HK Group. The room is spacious and very clean barely dusty. In front of me stand a tall man facing a large glass window. Like enjoying views of the city of Seoul.

I think the director of the HK Group is an old man with bald and gray heads, in fact I am wrong. He looks young and fresh. Maybe in his forties. But ... he is not the previous director of the HK Group. Did I enter the wrong room?

"You submit your resignation or will I fire you?" Suddenly the man asked without turns towards me and still facing at the window.

I smile sadly. An unselectable bid. "Sorry, not both, Sir. I am truly innocent," I try to defend myself.

"Then... you should pay the compensation!

I lift my head, "Sir, it's not my fault!" I try to dodge.

"But I have proof, I can take it to legal action if I want. Didn't I tell you, I won't let your life settle down." The mysterious man laughs crisply but still sounded dignified.

"What?" I frown in confusion.

When I am still confused, the man turns around in a slow motion. Both hands cram into the pockets of his pants. Slowly I can see his face from a distance of about two meters and I gasp in surprise.

"BYUN BAEKMYO!" I shrieked reflexively.

How can he be in this room? Can it be... Byun Baekmyo was the new CEO of HK Group?

He grins instead. Looks very satisfied and mocked. "What do you think? Are you surprised?"

"You! How are you here? Don't tell me you are..." I am speechless. He is even very happy to see my reaction. I don't expect him to sit here so arrogantly as the controller of the HK Group, even I just find out. I really just find out if he is Byun Baekmyo.

"Yes, like the one in your chicken brain." Baekmyo stretchs out both hands, shows that he is the master of HK Group.

Chicken brain? What a sarcasm. I clench my fists tightly trying to stop myself from punch the cheap man in the mouth.

He laughs coldly and looks at me seriously. "This is only the beginning, Miss Lee."

His devil grin irritates me. Is he really intend to torture my life by refusing his offer? Because of his intention, he entered the HK Group, which previously he had no interest in the company at all, at least said the President Director.

"Byun Baekmyo, you're not human! You don't have a heart!" I approach him with big strides, as hard as I can I flung my fist towards his face. But things change very quickly, his personal assistant comes and holds my hand.

"Miss, what are you doing!" Baekmyo's assistant throws my hand away violently then his expression changes when he sees my face. "Oh, Young Lady, please forgive me." He lowers his head guiltily.

I hold my anger again, my breath rush like I have run away. "Just watch, I won't let you go!" threaten me. Actually just to scare him. But I realize, it won't affect him at all. Like ants against elephants.

"Being caught can still be a threat? Shameless," Baekmyo scoffed.

"Byun Baekmyo! It's not my fault! I didn't leak company secrets!" I screamed like crazy causing several people to enter this room in panic.

"Get her out!" Baekmyo said.