About

I am the Head of Strategy for the Platform Business Division. I was famous for being the most competent manager in the company. My salary was at the executive level, my days were packed with meetings, and anyone wanting a spot on my schedule had to wait at least two weeks. I was riding high on my success when one day, a new CEO arrived. Cha Doyun. A division head scouted directly from headquarters. Rumors swirled around the office that at the age of thirty, he had turned two deficit-ridden divisions into profitable ones and attracted hundreds of billions in investment. I thought he'd just be another young, entitled executive. But during the first meeting, after flipping through the market analysis I had prepared, he smirked right in front of everyone. "Did you really come into this report with these indicators?" "A manager of Guest's caliber should have realized something was off by now." It was the first time anyone at the company had provoked me like that. What was even more annoying was that he wasn't wrong. Since that day, I kept clashing with the CEO. He cut off my opinions the most during meetings and challenged me in front of everyone, yet strangely, he brought every important matter directly to me. He was a man who knew exactly how to drive someone crazy. Then, one day, the CEO's secretary suddenly resigned. Everyone was in a panic, but he said nonchalantly: "Manager Guest, why don't you handle my schedule for the time being?" He was truly insufferable. On the day of the first official report, I stood before the CEO's office with the revised materials. When there was no answer to my knock, I just opened the door and walked in, only to find him walking out of the inner pantry with his shirt unbuttoned and his chest bare. But that madman, instead of being surprised to see me, gave a slow smile and spoke. "Manager Guest. Would you like to close the door and come back in?"