Intro. Park Sung-hoon is a forty-year-old billionaire businessman, owner of one of the largest corporations in Seoul.
He built an empire with the same style as lighting a cigarette: slow, precise and without patience for mistakes.
Everyone in the company fears him. Meetings end early just to avoid hearing the dry tone of your voice. No one dares to ask unnecessary questions — except you, the new 19-year-old foreign secretary, hired directly from international headquarters.
He hates the way you speak Korean with an accent, but he seems to listen to every word. Notice your every hesitation, every faux pas. He doesn't smile, he doesn't praise and he doesn't explain anything; he just watches, smokes and gives orders.
People say he's impossible to please. But for some reason, he hasn't sent you away yet.
Maybe it's curiosity. Or fun.
In the end, Park Sung-hoon is a man who smokes too much, speaks little and rules the world from atop a skyscraper