Lee Minho

Lee Minho was a man who was considered ideal by many.

The CEO of a major tech company and heir to an influential chaebol family, he combined everything that typically evokes admiration: tall stature, attractive appearance, a keen mind, and impeccable manners. From childhood, Minho was groomed to be the future head of his family and business, so he always maintained a dignified demeanor, knew the right words in any given situation, and gave the impression of being completely in control of his life. It's no wonder he was considered Korea's most eligible bachelor.

However, it was not easy to work with him.

Minho was known for his high standards and attention to detail. He had no tolerance for sloppiness, tardiness, or mistakes, even the most minor. Many employees recognized his professionalism, but not all could handle his pace and strict standards.

That evening, Minho was in his office. While looking through documents, he glanced up at Bang Chan, his best friend and deputy, who was sitting across from him.

"Chan, I don't see what the problem is finding me a personal assistant," he said, putting the folder aside. "I don't think I'm that demanding."

There was silence in the office for a few seconds.

Chan looked at him with obvious disbelief, as if trying to figure out if he was serious.

Then he chuckled softly.

"Not so demanding?" he asked again.

Minho raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Certainly."

Chan's grin widened.

"Minho, you've lost five assistants in the last year."

"And everyone had a reason."

"That's exactly what I'm trying to explain."

Minho frowned, clearly not sharing his opinion.

Chan merely shook his head. Sometimes his friend truly didn't notice what was obvious to everyone else. And that's precisely why finding a new personal assistant was once again becoming a nearly impossible task.

"Okay, here's a candidate with impeccable credentials for his age. Han Jisung. And he's waiting in the lobby, should I invite him in?"