Reboot the heyday

Eun-jung initially thought that Wang Tai-ka would soon reveal his true colors.

After all, she was dressed so sexily, and she was specifically named as his secretary, so it just felt like she had ulterior motives. Of course, Eun-jung didn't mind.

But Wang Taika clearly never plays by the rules. Although he might joke around a bit during breaks from work, he never does anything excessive.

Even after finishing work in the evening, we would just have dinner together and then go home separately.

It's not that Wang Taika is being hypocritical; it's just that he's had a lot of things to deal with lately. Besides, Eunjung's daily appearances are so pleasing to the eye, it's already very satisfying to have such a busy schedule.

It's good to let desires linger.

Of course, he's mainly busy, because Wang Taika is primarily responsible for Cornerstone Industries, while the work with Duck King is a minor matter. Some things didn't exist before because they've been piling up.

Wang Taika has a hard time getting into a working state, but once he is, he becomes very focused. This is a habit he developed throughout his photography career.

In comparison, the work of a secretary is not that demanding, otherwise it wouldn't have been assigned to Eun-jung.

Wang Taika stared intently at the screen, his fingers practically smoking from typing. Eun-jung sat on the guest sofa beside her, a small table piled high with documents in front of her. Her long, stocking-clad legs were elegantly crossed, one high heel dangling precariously from her toe. Like many women, she often took a break, secretly giving her a much-needed respite to her aching heel when no one was looking.

“Panda Jing.” Wang Taika didn’t even look up, his voice hoarse from staying up all night: “Page B-7, has the trilingual version from the legal department come out yet? Find it for me, it seems there’s a word whose meaning range is quite different.”

"Yes." Eun-jung immediately tucked her feet back into her shoes and bent down to search for the documents. The collar of her business suit jacket opened slightly due to this movement.

A white shirt paired with a black inner layer creates a striking contrast.

Wang Taika is a gentleman, so he only glanced at it once and didn't look at it a second time.

However, as long as Wang Taika doesn't blink, it will always be the first glance! So Wang Taika didn't blink.

Eun-jung could feel Wang Tai-ka's gaze seemingly sweeping over her unintentionally. She snorted inwardly, but kept a straight face, found the document, and stood up to hand it over.

"Oppa, let me go buy you some eye drops."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wang Taika closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "Change the style of high heels tomorrow. I'm tired of these."

Eun-jung was truly exasperated. How could someone say such shameless things so easily? Although it wasn't the first time she had known Wang Taika, this guy always seemed to be shameless with a straight face. Eun-jung was afraid she would never be able to get used to this kind of thing in her life.

The key point is that you're just looking but not eating, what does that mean?
Eun-jung clearly doesn't understand people. Sometimes, even when something is clearly within her grasp, she leaves it untouched, merely for display. That extreme desire for control and conquest would satisfy the inner desires of every successful person at that moment.

Only when you are endlessly worried that you can't take it will you desperately want to eat it.

Of course, Wang Taika has never been that low. Even when he had nothing, he was able to stay true to himself and didn't desperately sleep with anyone.

But even after achieving success, one cannot escape the common fate. Sometimes I really want to experience the feeling of reaching the ultimate level of conquest.

It's not about how many women you've conquered; promiscuity only signifies cheapness. The true feeling of conquest is mysterious and difficult to achieve through concrete means.

But at this moment, looking at Eun-jung before him, Wang Taika knew that she wasn't dressed up because of his power, but simply to please him. The sense of control he felt was incredibly satisfying. Women dress to please those they admire, but pleasing oneself also means pleasing others.

Seeing Eun-jung's helpless expression, Wang Taika laughed: "Alright, let's book a restaurant. What do you like to eat? Go and book something good."

These past few days, Eunjung has been having dinner with Wang Taika every day, at a different restaurant each time. This is what they call real private time together.

"Okay, then I'll go first. I have lots of ideas and goals." Eun-jung loves doing this.

Wang Taika nodded: "Okay, I'll go through all your thoughts and goals with you."

Eun-jung was quite happy. She picked up her phone and walked to the window to make a restaurant reservation. Her profile was reflected in the glass window, overlapping with the neon lights of the city outside. Her short hair was neat, and her expression was focused.

It's both funny and sad that such a charming moment was spent just to eat.

Wang Taika leaned back in his chair, gazing at her retreating figure, lost in thought for a few seconds. Eun-jung possessed a contradictory yet harmonious quality; she could be very cool, or very well-behaved; she could be very professional, or she could be so easily amused by him in private.

Just like Wang Taika initially mocked her dark circles, he gave her the unique and increasingly fitting nickname "Panda Jing".

Back then, Eun-jung was quite chubby, but now she's incredibly thin. Although she's become even more beautiful, it's clear she's endured a lot of hardship along the way.

After finishing the call, Eun-jung walked back and gave an "OK" sign: "It's all settled. I'm happy today, so I'm planning to reward you."

"Hmm?" Wang Taika looked curious. "Sounds good. What's the reward?"

"Please try to hide that lewd look on your face." Eun-jung didn't stand on ceremony and sat back down on the sofa. "I won't change my clothes later, how about I come with you to dinner like this?"

Although Eun-jung dressed like this at the company, she always changed into her own clothes after get off work. Today, she was actually willing to seduce Wang Tai-ka a little more, which surprised him.

Wang Taika laughed and said, "How have you been feeling as a secretary these past few days? Besides the feelings about high heels and uniforms, I'd like to hear something else."

Eun-jung hugged a cushion, tilted her head and thought for a moment: "It's alright. It's easier than running around, at least I don't have to keep smiling in front of so many cameras. But..."

She'd actually learned to keep people in suspense! After a long pause, seeing Wang Taika's speechless expression, Eunjung finally smiled and said, "But watching you work, Oppa, is quite a novel experience. I usually just think you're... well, unreliable most of the time, but I didn't expect you to be so capable when you're serious."

“What do you mean by ‘seemingly competent’? I’m perfectly reliable.” Wang Taika clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, walked over to the single sofa next to her and sat down at a comfortable distance: “But thank you for your hard work these past few days, coming to work for me even on your day off.”

"It's good that you know it's hard work." Eun-jung blinked. "So, you really don't need to wear the bunny girl outfit tomorrow, right?"

Wang Taika laughed: "It depends on your performance. And, it depends on whether you're willing."

Eun-jung tossed a cushion to Wang Tai-ka, who caught it. A relaxed yet slightly ambiguous atmosphere flowed between the two.

There is indeed some tacit understanding and closeness, but they seem to be cautious, unwilling to break through the unspoken understanding they already share.

Enjoying ambiguity, that's probably what it's like. (End of Chapter)