Chapter 13 - The Spilled Blueprint and the Presentation Mandate

The sliding double panels of the chief executive suite parted with a sharp click as Kim Han-eun emerged past the threshold, her entire system visibly shaken after the intense desktop encounter with the new leader [Ch. 12]. Moving with high velocity, she rushed straight back to her assigned drawing desk block, threw her weight into the chair, and aggressively began flipping through the heavy leather-bound presentation folders [Ch. 12]. Her creative brain was fully focused, cross-checking every single design metric and text clause for the upcoming deployment to ensure zero data errors were uploaded before the investors [Ch. 11, 12].[INT. MAIN BOARDROOM – CONTINUOUS]Across the executive corridor, the high-stakes parameters of the welcome meeting had already reached maximum density. The international investors and Chairman Kang were seated rigidly along the massive marble table layout, tracking the clock display for the new CEO's arrival [Ch. 11].Suddenly, the grand glass entryways parted, and Kang Ha-joon stepped inside the room layout accompanied by Park Seo-joon [Ch. 11]. The exact microsecond their towering, custom-suited profiles crossed the boundary line, every single board member instantly stood up in unison to execute a formal greeting [Ch. 11]. Ha-joon calmly extended his long fingers, gesturing for the room to reset its seating parameters, before taking his place at the head of the table; Seo-joon slid onto the adjacent cushion [Ch. 11]."Hello, Mr. Kang," Investor Min opened with a respectful smile, adjusting his data tablet. "It is exceptionally good to trace your coordinates back in Seoul. Your system has truly become a very big, powerful man across the global market registry, hasn't it?""Hello, Mr. Min," Ha-joon countered smoothly, his deep voice rich with calm corporate discipline as he adjusted his cuffs. "It is an absolute pleasure to meet your credentials today as well."Chairman Kang turned his stern, patriarchal gaze toward his left. "Start the meeting parameters, Seo-joon.""Yes, Chairman Kang," Seo-joon nodded. He immediately drew his smartphone, dialing Han-eun's station line. The exact second the link connected, his voice dropped into an intensely soft, hurried whisper. "Han-eun, hurry up and march your boots over here right now! Every single investor inside this hall is waiting for your files.""Mr. Park, my frame is right here outside the coordinates," Han-eun responded rapidly through the audio receiver.Seo-joon hung up the digital connection, turning his torso back toward the head of the table. "She is already on her transit path to the room."Out on the carpeted corridor lane, Han-eun halted her steps right before the heavy mahogany boardroom door block. She took a deep, grounding breath to anchor her toe-curling shyness, whispering to her own internal thoughts, 'All the absolute best, Kim Han-eun! Your system can handle this challenge perfectly!'She pushed the door wide open, stepping inside the high-stakes clearing. "May my frame come inside, Sir?""Come in," Chairman Kang boomed warmly.The exact microsecond her pastel pink gown fabric crossed the threshold, the Chairman's eyes widened slightly in mild surprise. 'I explicitly didn't assign this specific presentation brief to Han-eun's station... but oh well, let the data roll,' the elder thought proudly to his own database. 'My heart possesses full executive confidence that her brilliant mind will execute an excellent, flawless job today.'"Good morning, everyone," Han-eun announced to the entire table, her voice stabilizing into a neat professional alignment as she stood before the projector matrix. "I am Kim Han-eun from the creative design floor."The exact milestone microsecond her voice registered, Kang Ha-joon's dark eyes locked dead onto her face. His freezing corporate radar entirely melted, and he simply, mandatory couldn't take his vision off her profile for a single fraction of a second.Han-eun booted up the projector system, her creative department energy taking over as she launched into the design database with absolute, heroic confidence. Turning toward the illuminated blueprints, her fingers meticulously explained every single fashion topic and structural outline to the investors in exquisite detail."This is the official presentation blueprint of our upcoming winter collection," Han-eun delivered smoothly, her voice rich with high-utility authority. "Every single design shown across these display frames has been crafted with meticulous, near-surgical care and deep attention to detail. For instance, with the winter season just around the corner block, these premium wool garments are absolutely, mandatory perfect for the market parameters. Nowadays, modern consumers prefer clothing lines that operate on dual variables—being both immensely comfortable and spectacularly fashionable at the same time—and our team has kept these lifestyle preferences firmly in mind while creating this archive. Just take a look at this magnificent white winter coat—it would truly look stunning and flawless on any profile!"The entire row of international investors sat completely amazed by her presentation velocity, their faces shifting into expressions of intense satisfaction. Kang Ha-joon watched her from his leather chair, a deep wave of immense, masculine pride and hidden devotion swelling inside his chest as he tracked her fluid movements. She continued delivering the presentation with flawless rhythm, and the exact millisecond her lips hit the conclusion clause, the entire boardroom violently burst into a thunderous wave of applause!"Wow!" Investor Min cheered out loud, slamming his folder shut. "That was a phenomenal, highly competent presentation, Miss Kim. Our firm is truly, deeply impressed by your words. Everything your mouth broadcasted was spot on the target. Chairman Kang, my registry officially approves this multi-million dollar business deal."Chairman Kang stood up proudly, his hand extending out across the marble table cloth to execute a firm handshake with the investor. "In that case, our corporate teams shall proceed with the next legal steps very shortly.""Yes, absolutely," Mr. Min agreed, before turning his gaze back to the blueprints. "I really, profoundly loved this specific white coat design layout—who exactly created this masterpiece?""That design, too, was created strictly by Miss Kim Han-eun's station," the Chairman announced, his voice rich with deep patriarchal pride."By her hands? Wow, really! That young woman is truly, extraordinarily gifted.""Thank you so much, Mr. Min," Han-eun smiled, her cheeks flushing a light pink color from total shyness. "But please, don't praise my ordinary work quite so lavishly.""Hahaha! Classic modesty!" Mr. Min laughed heartily. "Yes, alright. Our systems shall meet again later for the contract registries." He offered a few final words of encouraging data to her station, before turning his torso toward the exit gates.The Chairman walked alongside the investors, looking back at Han-eun with an impressed smile. "I explicitly didn't assign this critical task to your desk, yet your system performed exceptionally well under pressure. Great job, Han-eun!"The elder led the investor entourage out past the threshold block to clear the corridor lanes.The heavy boardroom doors clicked shut. Only Kang Ha-joon, Park Seo-joon, and Kim Han-eun remained inside the massive, quiet vacuum. The exact microsecond the door locked, the thick, suffocating romantic tension violently returned to the air layout. Sensing the danger to her parameters, Han-eun's shyness spiked, and she quickly began frantically gathering her notebooks from the table to execute an immediate escape matrix."Han-eun, stay back," Ha-joon's deep voice boomed out with absolute, low executive command.Park Seo-joon immediately stood up from his couch row, shifting his torso toward the exit gates to grant the CEO private space. Recognizing his movement, Han-eun panicked completely. She lunged her body forward, aggressively blocking his path toward the door casing as her fingers grabbed his suit arm block with an urgent, desperate grip."No, Mr. Park!" Han-eun whispered in a frantic, high-pitched frenzy, her face burning like fire as she tried to hide her frame behind his shoulders. "Your system is absolutely, mandatory not going anywhere right now! You... your files still need to check the official reporting documents with my station, right?! Let's go together past that door!""Eun..." Seo-joon stammered awkwardly, a massive amused grin breaking across his features as he tried to peel her fingers off his blazer. "I think Ha-joon's mind needs to speak with your system privately. It is infinitely better for my own safety parameters if my feet head out.""Please, Sir!" Han-eun begged brokenly, her voice trembling in total defeat. "If your build leaves this room layout right now, my life is dead today. Do not dare leave my coordinates entirely alone with his radar!"Ha-joon let out a rare, low chuckle from behind his grand desk block, a mocking, thoroughly amused smirk playing across his strict features as he leaned back. "Seo-joon, I explicitly stated your system can clear the exit gates. And Han-eun... stop hiding your body behind his shoulders."Seo-joon gently, playfully shook off her tight hand grip and executed a rapid, quick exit past the frame, closing the heavy wooden door block shut. Han-eun was left standing entirely alone, her back turned as she faced the supreme CEO.Oh no... Han-eun grumbled strictly to her own internal thoughts, her chest tightening with an explosive wave of shyness. Is his arrogant mouth going to bring up that embarrassing restroom corridor hug from last night all over again?!Out on the corridor pavement, Seo-joon paused near the glass wall, a wide smile locked onto his face. "And yes—your vocal cords gave an absolutely excellent presentation today, Han-eun. Well done to your files!""Yeah, yeah... thanks a lot," Han-eun muttered with a highly strained, deeply flustered fake smile, waving her hand through the air.[INT. OFFICE CORRIDOR – CONTINUOUS]Park Seo-joon stepped away from the boardroom clearing, his boots clicking smoothly against the tiles. He started to walk toward the main elevator banks when suddenly, moving rapidly from the opposite coordinate vector, Park Chae-won came running down the corridor block, her visual radar completely uncoordinated as her shoulder forcefully bumped right into his chest block!Oof!"Huh?!" Chae-won gasped in total annoyance, stepping back as she stomped her high-heel boot. "Can't your eyes see where your towering body is going on this floor?! Watch where your boots are walking, mister!""Excuse my vocal cords?!" Seo-joon countered, his voice hitting a highly animated, mocking frequency as he laughed through his teeth. "You were the one who couldn't see a single pixel ahead! Your own eyes could have watched out for my coordinates too, you know!""Forget it—talking to your dramatic system is an absolute waste of my design time," Chae-won snapped back through her teeth, pouting her lips aggressively. "Move your frame aside; let my feet pass this corridor lane!""Hold your steps right there!" Seo-joon laughed, stepping inside her path to block her movement. "Where on earth is your station off to in such a high-velocity rush?""What business is that of your director registry?!""Just tell my ears the truth!" Seo-joon grinned."My feet are heading directly inside the meeting boardroom; my system needs to locate Han-eun immediately.""Do not dare go inside that room layout right now, Chae-won," Seo-joon's tone dropped into a private whisper."Why on earth not?""Come on, try to process the logic parameters inside your brain," Seo-joon explained with a clever smirk. "Ha-joon and Han-eun are currently trapped inside that cabin completely alone right now, and Ha-joon's mind explicitly wants to have an intensely private, serious word with her station.""Really?!" Chae-won's eyes dilated wide in pure, unadulterated excitement, her lower lip forming a massive smile. "Wow, that is spectacularly great! For once in your life, your dramatic system has actually executed something highly useful by leaving them alone! Anyway, my ears want to hear what their databases are talking about.""Let's stand right outside the boardroom wooden panels," Seo-joon suggested with a sneaky grin, leaning his ear toward the door casing. "Our audio inputs are bound to hear some whisper data."The two of them stood flat against the mahogany doors, completely eavesdropping on the conversation parameters inside.[INT. MIXXO FASHION COMPANY – MAIN GATE – SAME TIME]Down at the main entrance lobby plaza, the heavy glass revolving doors parted with supreme authority. Lee Min-juh arrived inside the MIXXO territory, executing an immensely stylish, modeling-class swagger dressed in an expensive LK Company suit and polished leather boots. The exact microsecond his powerful billionaire build materialized on the floor, a massive shock wave violently hit the surrounding design employees. They stood up in total confusion, launching a chaotic wave of panicked whispers across the desks:"How on earth did the supreme leader of LK Company get past our security gate gates?!""Do your thoughts even know who that dangerous, handsome man is?!""Excuse my vocal cords," Min-juh opened calmly, approaching a front-desk employee with absolute, unbothered corporate dominance, his dark corporate mask locked onto his features."Yes, Sir?" the employee stammered slurrily, her face turning pale."Where exactly are the current coordinates of Chairman Kang?"Before the employee could formulate a response log, Mrs. Kang slowly approached from directly behind his back panel, her silk shawl rustling against the tiles [Ch. 9]. "Who on earth are you?"Min-juh slowly rotated his broad shoulders around, his deep dark eyes locking onto her face as a devastatingly handsome, enigmatic dark smile broke across his strict profile. "Oh... I am Lee Min-juh—the CEO of LK Company. Our systems didn't get a proper chance to share data at the welcome gala last night [Ch. 9].""Oh, yes," Mrs. Kang replied, her elite features tightening. "My own frame arrived entirely late to the venue [Ch. 9].""Mr. Lee," the employee frantically intervened, bowing her head. "The Chairman is currently inside the main VIP meeting boardroom on the upper floor, so let my feet take your build there directly.""Yes, thanks for the guidance," Min-juh nodded."Oh, so your system has come all the way down here to meet my husband?" Mrs. Kang added, her chin lifting with pride. "Well then, let my own presence escort your build straight to him.""Yes, alright," Min-juh responded with smooth, unreadable gravity. Both of them turned their torsos around, heading rapidly toward the private elevator banks to report to the upper floor.[INT. BOARDROOM CABIN – CONTINUOUS]Inside the quiet, locked boardroom vacuum, Kang Ha-joon slowly stood up from his leather executive chair. Moving with slow, calculating power, he started approaching Han-eun's coordinates. Han-eun's heart violently leaped straight into her throat, and feeling completely nervous, her high-heel boots began backing away uncoordinately across the carpet until her back forcefully bumped flat into the hard concrete wall block!"Mr. Kang... what on earth are your hands doing inside this clearing?" Han-eun squeaked out slurrily, her face burning like fire from total, toe-curling shyness as she trapped herself against the wall paneling."What exactly is the matter with your parameters, Miss Kim?" Ha-joon countered through his teeth, his voice rich with an intense, possessive masculine gravity."Nothing... absolutely nothing is wrong..." Han-eun murmured, her breathing quickening violently as Ha-joon leaned his towering frame down, his lips whispering directly next to her ear panel."Your system executed an absolutely amazing, brilliant job with that winter collection presentation today," Ha-joon whispered smoothly, his hot breath hitting her skin as a secret thrill shot through his chest. "By the way... do your thoughts successfully remember what happened yesterday night outside the restrooms—what your uncoordinated arms did to my neck registry [Ch. 8]?"Han-eun instantly lowered her beautiful face, her eyes fixed wider on the floorboards as she tried to hide her burning cheeks inside his proximity. "Mr. Kang... why on earth are your parameters acting in this ridiculous way today? My mouth explicitly apologized for what my drunken database executed yesterday, so why does your mouth keep bringing that data up in every single shift?!"Ha-joon mandatory refused to step back. He kept his piercing, dark gaze entirely fixed wider on her pouting lips, a deep, warm smile breaking completely across his internal thoughts. Moving with dominant precision, he reached his long arms out, placing both of his hands flat against the wall on either side of her fragile shoulders, completely trapping her body parameters inside his personal workspace circle."Oh? Why shouldn't my mouth bring it up?" Ha-joon teased, his deep voice carrying a low, menacingly sweet frequency that made her heart race. "Yesterday night during your drunken deployment, your entire profile was full of fierce, defensive spirit! Do my executive parameters genuinely still seem like a grumpy old kangaroo man to your eyes?"Han-eun sharply, stubbornly lifted her chin, her dark eyes staring straight back into his intense gaze as her shyness fought her defensive anger. "No, Mr. Kang... I'm sorry..."[INT. CORRIDOR – CONTINUOUS]Out on the pavement, Chae-won pressed her ear tighter against the wood paneling. "What on earth are they talking about inside? Their vocal voices are entirely too faint to track!""Yeah, my audio input can't hear a single pixel of data either," Seo-joon grumbled, leaning closer to the keyhole.Suddenly, the elevator doors at the end of the hall chimed. Moving past the corridor lane, Mrs. Kang and Lee Min-juh walked straight toward their coordinates. Seo-joon sharply lifted his head, his eyes widening to the size of saucers as absolute corporate shock hit his system. He frantically reached his hand out, aggressively shaking Chae-won's shoulder block."Chae-won! Chae-won! Look at the end of the hall, move your eyes right now!!!""What on earth are your hands doing to my sleeve panels?!" Chae-won snapped, straightening her blazer."What exactly is going on with this chaotic behavior here?" Mrs. Kang demanded strictly, her voice dripping with high-society elitist anger as she halted before them."I am profoundly, deeply sorry, Ms. Kang," Chae-won flustered instantly, bowing her head in total embarrassment as her radar mapped the danger. She then looked directly into the face of the young man standing behind her, and her jaw dropped straight to the floorboards."Lee Min-juh?!" Chae-won gasped out loud. "How on earth are your billionaire coordinates present inside this building layout today?!""Hey! How can your loose mouth speak to our high-level guest in that casual tone?!" Mrs. Kang barked strictly, her filter dissolving. "He is your supreme corporate senior—your vocal cords mandatory need to call his registry 'Sir.' Is his elite identity your childhood friend or something?!"Chae-won bit her lip, thinking strictly to her own internal thoughts, 'Yes, his build actually is my childhood friend from the playground days! What on earth is your problem, lady?!'Seo-joon quickly stepped inside the perimeter to stifle an uncontrollable laugh through his teeth, trying to save the office files. "Anyway, Ms. Chairman... through what travel frequency brings your presence here today, Ms. Kang?""Mr. Lee Min-juh needs to execute an immediate, high-priority business meeting with the Chairman," Mrs. Kang reported coldly.Lee Min-juh didn't drop a single word of his attention onto their chatter. His deep, dark eyes were tracking only the mahogany boardroom door block, his heart demanding to locate where Han-eun's station was trapped.Just at that exact milestone fraction of a second, inside the locked cabin, Han-eun used a sudden wave of frantic energy to smoothly slip straight out past Ha-joon's outstretched arms. Moving with lightning-fast velocity, she rushed out of the cabin door past the entryway—and immediately, violently bumped right into Lee Min-juh's broad chest block!Min-juh's powerful arms instantly, automatically reached out on raw reflex, safely catching her fragile waist layout to anchor her balance charts against his torso.Seeing her frantic form run off his perimeter like a scared bird, Kang Ha-joon felt a deep wave of amusement flash through his chest. A smile broke across his features as he, too, stepped outside the open boardroom doorway to follow her steps—and his eyes mapped his permanent billionaire rival holding her waist .