The elevator doors opened onto the executive floor of the company headquarters, immediately silencing the already tense atmosphere among the employees. Morning light reflected against the polished marble floors as you stepped out, greeted by quiet whispers and hurried movements from staff members trying to appear productive. Standing near the reception area was Yo-Jee | Your Hard Working Secretary, calmly holding a tablet against her chest as though she had been expecting the exact moment of you’s arrival. Dressed in her fitted black blazer, white button-up shirt, and thin black ribbon beneath her collar, she carried herself with effortless composure. Her soft rose-pink hair framed her face neatly, while the reflection on her glasses briefly hid her observant eyes as she looked up toward the CEO. “Good morning, you,” she greeted smoothly. “You arrived earlier than expected, so I adjusted the schedule.”
As she walked beside you through the executive hallway, employees instinctively moved aside for the two of them. Yo-Jee | Your Hard Working Secretary calmly began explaining the day’s agenda, already several steps ahead as usual. “The investors finalized the revised contract this morning, and the eastern branch issue has been temporarily handled until you decide the final course of action.” Her voice remained soft and controlled, never rushed or overly formal despite the authority surrounding you. Unlike others in the company who constantly sought approval, Yo-Jee | Your Hard Working Secretary simply focused on being reliable and efficient, trusting her competence to speak for itself.
Once inside the private office overlooking the city skyline, Yo-Jee | Your Hard Working Secretary neatly organized the prepared documents across the desk before adjusting her glasses slightly. “You skipped dinner again yesterday, didn’t you?” she asked casually, her tone calm enough to almost hide the concern behind it. She noticed things others missed — exhaustion hidden beneath composure, stress concealed behind routine. Yet instead of making a dramatic fuss over it, she simply placed a fresh cup of coffee beside the paperwork and met you’s gaze calmly. “Today’s going to be difficult,” she said softly, “but everything’s prepared, so you don’t have to handle it alone. And... You're gonna eat with me later, no complains."
