-The previous day-

As Yoongi stared at his hew transformation, a deep sigh escaped his lips. Namjoon was grinning from ear to ear after the production team left. He can't believe he looks so rugged and nasty boy hot. Not his style at all. Ew!

His hair was dyed dirty blond. Add a little beard stubble, a cute fake tattoo on his wrists, and lovely moustaches. To make everything plausible, Yoongi lived in his housekeeper's guestroom. Mrs Lin was their family's live-in maid who raised him since he was a baby. His mom allowed her to move into his mansion near Gangham -gu with Yoongi. The secret of the "undercover CEO pilot programme" was revealed to Mrs Lin. She invited him to stay at her house near the beach in Busan.

Yoongi gave her a week off to vacation with her children in the Philippines to appreciate her assistance. Since she believed Yoongi wouldn't take care of himself, she never liked taking some holidays. He grimaced. He will now be included in any decision on loser's prizes or penalties.

He was unsure how he would be able to pull it off. He is not a good actor, and he likes to keep to himself.

Namjoon burst into a broad smile, "It will help you get to know the new dynamics of the business, your new management and the rest of the workers. You will get inside information from those below you, and you will be exposed to the truth about what is happening at the top. So enjoy. I know it will be difficult to open up, but it's a time for self-reflection, and you might learn something about yourself."

With a deadpan expression, Yoongi stares at his friend, "I feel uncomfortable here. It feels like spying on your workers to catch them in the act. To be surrounded by wires is uncomfortable, and this persona isn't me."

"Just be your savage self," Namjoon pats him on the shoulders. "The crew will give you pointers on how to act."

"The happiest thing is that I have only three days before I'm done. My grandmother and eomma want me to get married. She showed me my grandfather's will recently, and I'm supposed to inherit two-thirds of a billion dollars on my 30th birthday... But the catch ...I must be happily married by 30 with a kid, and how the hell will I be happily married by choice. Namjoon, my Eomma, loved her eccentric dad, and she doesn't want us to lose our shares to the same charities. No, she is adamant about latching any "worthy "heiress on me. So that I can get my inheritance...that I don't even need, "He looks defeated, stressed and detached.

Namjoon grinned. "Your Appa told your granddad that you said you would stay a bachelor until 45."

"Yeah, right...my dreams are getting hijacked." As he slumped down on Mrs Lins's overused patterned sofas.

Namjoon smiles wide at the scowl on his brother's face. Yoongi simply doesn't date, and he hasn't been in love before. He will take a woman out when he needs a date, but he does not date as a way to get into a relationship, and that's not his style. He's too busy building his music empire to date.

Following a few, Sojus'Namjoon wishes him a successful show and a taste of reality. It's easy to forget about the best things in life when you are too privileged and are primarily out of sync with the rest of humanity at the bottom of the food chain. You need a reality check.

Seokjin will be undercover as a dishwasher and cleaner in one of his top restaurants in France. As we speak, Jhope is wrapping up his filming in one of his five-star hotels. He was currently working undercover as a bellboy, and he was so excited to get back to his real-life...vacationing in the Bahamas with his girlfriend. New employees were hired after he fired his previous employees.

-The following day-

Yoongi grumbled as he stood up. Mornings are his least favourite time. At the same time, he was drinking coffee and eating a muffin that his housekeeper left for him. She stocked up the refrigerator with enough food to feed him for the next week. Signing relief, he hopes this undercover nonsense will soon come to an end.

To keep himself warm, he wore plain blue jeans, a light shirt, and a hoody. Mrs Lin left him her little, amber-coloured 2007 Kia Picanto to use. This little favour means the world to him. Too many people around him watching him with hawklike eyes bothers him on public transport. He has driven his car since he was 16.

The production company told him they would meet him secretly in a private office, and he would have to enter through the maintenance doors.

Fortunately, Ms Lin has a GPA and could guide him to the building as he drove through the traffic. Although he missed Seoul because of the skyscrapers in the area, he still enjoyed the landscapes and the beach nearby. Thinking about his brothers made him grimace. Best friends forever. Despite his love for them, they tested his patience by signing him up for such a ridiculous show. Jungkook and Jimin enjoy being celebrities.

Hopefully, this new company won't have all the corporate politics and underhanded tactics because most managers will be fired if he finds them. Although the newly acquired company is still new, he will have to retrain and program its staff according to Min Entertainment's rules and values.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the new location. Signing, he parked the car in the parking lot for staff.

He smiles slightly as he looks around the premises with interest. His eyes were drawn to the beautiful lawns and trees in the gardens. First impressions are lasting. He wondered how many gardeners there were, and this needs to be checked.

After getting out of the car grudgingly, he took his navy backpack and swung it around his shoulder. He had his wallet without proper identification, and his house keycard for the gate and about 100 000 won in notes are all that is inside.

To get to the main entrance, he walked down the pathway. He thought about how the workers must feel, coming to work at 5:00 in the morning, especially the janitorial staff, keeping the executive offices and walking areas spotless for clients and visitors.

The production team stopped him before he could reach the glass doors behind.

Although it is still early, the production team is already on site. Mr Song motioned for him to follow him to a separate office. It was the first time he had seen this part of the building. The office is small and a little untidy, perhaps due to the security team. A desk was covered with paper and files, empty coffee mugs, and stationery. Everything was a mess. He hates disorganization. He wondered who owned this back office. He shook his head. Yoongi scrunched up his nose, and his expression changed to a frown.

The tone in his voice already depicted the demise of the unknown owner of the office. "Whose office is this?" he asked.

"Erm... it is one of the maintenance managers. We're sorry it's messy, but he was nice enough to lend us his office just for today, and Ms Hwan will arrange a special place for us on the 2nd floor." she stammered, her voice trembling. Standing in Min Yoongi's presence makes her nervous. Does he even realize how hot he looks? The stubble, the earrings, the blonde hair, even the cute eagle tattoo on his wrist. Her hot flashes are triggered. His handsomeness makes up for his coldness.

Yoongi nodded and looked at the rest of the production team, who were busy organizing their equipment. It takes the Director and his assistant just a few minutes to brief him on what is expected, how he must stand, and what angles can be captured by the secret camera.

As the Director reassured Yoongi, he understood that most of the footage for today would come from a spy camera embedded in a cute miniature camera pendant. He liked the pendant quite a bit. All he has to do is be himself. He scoffed inwardly. Of course, they would want him to be himself. His reputation as Seoul's most savage CEO is legendary. His BANGTAN Club is not immune to his sharp tongue. He will find it hard to stay silent. He is known as being straightforward, and if something is not done to his liking, he reprimands.

"OK...thank you very much for making this program a success, Mr Min. I am sure people will see a different side of you..." The Director smiles widely as Yoongi gives him a deadpan look.

Mr Min's unimpressed expression made the Director clear his throat. His unimpressive appearance made the Director wary. The crew must work hard this time. Kim Namjoon warned them that dealing with Mr Min might be difficult. He doesn't take nonsense from anyone, so they must know what they're doing.

He gestured toward the closed door: "Good...can I leave now. I don't want to be late on my first day.". People hurriedly nodded and opened the door.

Then he returned to the main entrance along the pathway.

The doorman looks so excited. Yoongi was amused how someone could look so pumped up so early in the day. Perhaps he is drinking on the job.

He greeted him cheerfully, opening the glass doors wider for him to enter. Yoongi raised an eyebrow at this hyped-up guy. His attitude was so positive and cheery, and more than what he feels right now.

A smirk and a grin appear on Yoongi's lips; well, at least the first impression of the security guy is entirely something. He made everyone feel welcome—Yoongi nods.

"Good morning, I'm Gwang Suga, the new worker. Reporting for duty today?" He softly murmurs, though his nickname is Suga, which no one knows.

"Wow...welcome to Min Entertainment's Bottom Tier. Here the fittest will survive, and the weak will be devoured! "He says this while waving his hands. Yoongi looks surprised. Oh really?!

"OK. So where can I find Ms Hwan, our manager?" he nodded only and politely asked.

Dae-Seong smiled broadly," Oh...yes...don't be put off by her attitude, OK, she is the resident Cruella! Just smile and nod to show that you understand whatever comes out of that lethal mouth of hers. Remember...smile and nod!"

Yoongi looked surprised at him, so Ms Hwan is a power-hungry individual. This should be fun. Nope!

"She is in the Supervisor's office. Get there quickly. She is on firing mode, so you don't want to make history by being fired on your first day! Hallway 2, Door 6. Thank you, and welcome to Min ENT." He gestured at the directions to the offices. 

Yoongi sighs and waves at Dae-Seong, who gives him a friendly salute as he makes his way to the hallway. Yoongi made sure the camera was centred. Fortunately, he didn't need an earpiece, and the spy camera would record everything.

Dae-seang focused his attention again on the other staff members rushing in not to meet Ms Hwan anywhere this early.

Looking around, he must admit this place is well-maintained. He is impressed with the work ethic of the janitorial staff, and he wonders who manages this department.

As soon as he was about to knock, the door was suddenly open, and a girl with tears in her eyes quickly passed him. While he stared after her, his brows furrowed, and his eyes shifted to the woman who was waiting and gazing at him with raised eyebrows. He saw her feet tapping on the ground, hands on her hips, and it made him want to snort. Her impression was one of a hungry, angry vixen.

Yoongi bowed and greeted her, wondering what was going on so early in the morning. It seems the manager is having an unpleasant day today. This young woman is quite beautiful with glossy chocolate brown hair, clear, creamy skin, an expensive tailor-made Chanel suit, as well as expensive jewellery and makeup. His tastes tend toward high-end brands. Even her manicure revealed her affluence.

'Good morning...oh, you're the new janitor Gwan Suga. Don't stand there with rotten teeth in your mouth! Come in!' She looked at him with a calculating glance. She was looking at him up and down with an appreciative glance. Despite his good looks, he was ambitionless. She gestured him to take a seat as she shook her head. Yoongi frowned at her for blatantly checking him out, and her expression turned to disgust.

As much as Yoongi wanted to retort in a sarcastic tone, he had to restrain himself and remember his role for these three days. The woman will make him catch snakes. What an unpleasant human? Nevertheless, he took a seat in front of her.

She took out a folder and scanned through his CV-Profile, looking at him with a surprised expression.

"So, you worked for three months as a janitor at Kim Art Gallery...and you're actually from Seoul. Also, you dropped out of music school three years ago...a bit unfocused, I'd say...I see you company hop from time to time...don't you have any ambition or sense of stability. Why did you drop out? Did you do any jail time? "She raises an eyebrow as she looks at his emotionless expression. Waiting for him to reply. Yoongi was taken aback. What kind of treatment is that for new workers at the bottom? Their evaluation is based solely on assumptions.

"Yes and no...I've worked at Kim Art Gallery in Seoul. It was during my summer vacation, and I dropped out of college due to insufficient funds. My mother was sick in Daegu, so I'm her only child, and I felt like it was my duty to help her... It's not that I'm not ambitious, so I want to start from the bottom in a music entertainment company." He replied detachedly.

She watched him for a moment longer, trying to discern his feelings, but his unwillingness to elaborate further on his life made her shrug. Whatever. Poor people face a lot of challenges.

She went through the details of his workers' contract, and he signed the contract. The wages were pathetic, not even the bare minimum wage for the Janitorial staff at his company; almost 20 000 000 won per year. His hours were explained as well as his behaviour in front of a tv crew that has chosen their company to film a pilot of " On the job."

"We are done here...well, if you get to the Janitorial Department, Ms Park Yeonra will show you the ropes. This is your locker key, and follow the signpost." She smiles, but it doesn't reach her eyes. Yoongi and Me Hwan both stood up and slightly bowed at each other, and he left the office with a copy of the contract that he will review later at home.

He came across a few staff members that looked at him with interest. Girls in new office attire walked past him with giggles. He ignored the silliness and luckily saw the sighs leading to the locker.

After finding his locker, he signed in relief. He opened up his top locker and discovered a new uniform inside. He placed his backpack in his locker. His eyes fell on the restroom sign as he searched for the change room. He sighed in relief and spoke inside the camera, sharing his first impressions with the crew.  

In the restroom, he quickly changes from his jeans and shirt to his overalls. Then he hung his hoody inside his locker and took a seat, and arms stretched out behind him on the seat. This newly acquired company appears to need a training program in interpersonal relationships and communication. There can't be social segregation in the workplace based on your job level. Everyone is part of the team from the bottom to the top.

As he glanced at his cheap watch, Lanco-brand, it was almost 6:30. He missed his Cartier watches in platinum and rose gold. Where was the team leader? Did he misunderstand Ms Hwan, or was she supposed to meet him here?

As he stood up, he became more irritated. He hates wasting time, and it is one of his pet peeves. Each minute costs money, and you cannot regain lost time. The key is productivity. In these few idle moments, he could have written or produced a hit song. He is currently working on the comeback album of his company's new kpop group, TxT. The young talent had a lot of potentials. Under the Agust D' label, he also signed solo artists IU and Suran.

Getting to the hallway, he decided to ask around for Yeonra. He dislikes asking people and chatting with them unnecessarily. Suddenly he misses his office, even Selena's pampering with early coffee and creme croissants. Perhaps he will fast for these three days since he doesn't even feel hungry.

As soon as he saw the reception, he headed in that direction. A beautiful girl smiled widely at him. This is the newest member of the janitorial staff, and let's hope he sticks. Several janitors have been fired or transferred.

"Good morning, Miss. Would you please show me where Ms Yeonra is? He asked in a bored tone. There was a nervous look on her face.

"Oh ...Yeonra... they had a brief meeting with Ms Hwan a moment ago, and I think she left to go to the locker room.

Thanking her, he dashes back to the locker rooms.

Thud

He suddenly bumped int to a petite girl, and she fits under his shoulder. If anyone bumped into him like that ...they would have given a tongue lashing like never before.

"My bad, I didn't see where I was going," he heard the soft apologetic voice of the stranger. Her eyes widened In recognition as he saw her uniform. She was shamelessly checking him out, and when she saw his raised eyebrow, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

"You're new to the janitorial staff, right?" She asks him. He gives her a tight smile and nods cooly. This girl is pretty adorable. Bright brown sparkling eyes, behind big glasses and very pale skin with a slight pinkish blush on her cheeks. She is pretty cute. No, she is effortlessly beautiful. Her hair was one of her best features, a glossy mahogany red hues hanging over her shoulders. 

"Yes, a woman named Ms Hwan said I need to find someone by the name of Yeonra..." He furrows his eyebrows, and she gives him a friendly grin.

"That's me. I'm the team leader of all the janitors here, follow me, and I'll give you a tour of one of Min Entertainment prized buildings," He hums at her statement. However, his eyes wander around, almost observing.

"What's your name? By the way, I wouldn't want to be rude and call you something you don't want..." She trailed off, getting his attention back on him.

"Suga...just Suga," He deadpans, shocking her with his snappy tone. She looked thrown aback by his cold aura. Most of his business associates know his coldness. But he felt a little bad for snapping at a friendly girl.

"Well then, Suga, let's go,"  She gestured for him to follow.

"Sure..." His tone is dry and almost as though he doesn't want to be here.

"We'll just head to the lunchroom so that I can make sure that all the janitors receive their cleaning lists for today, and then we can get started," Yoongi brows furrow when she passed the elevators making their way to the stairs, but he stops her.

"Why don't we take the elevator," he asks curiously.

"The head of departments doesn't want us using the elevators in case any clients come unless we need to clean it, but there is a special pass you need first when cleaning specific areas...it gives anyone who isn't in the janitorial service a notice that you have been permitted to clean those areas," she sadly smiled into his eyes.

"That's inconvenient.." He raises an eyebrow to give her a questioning look, and she sighs.

"It is what it is. At least we get to stay in shape," she just gave him a shrug.

"Have you ever thought of informing head office?" Her eyes widened as she started to chuckle a little. He wondered what was so funny in his statement.

"As if they would even give us the time of day, our words go on deaf ears... our pleas are not that important" Her soft voice trails off.

"We will have a camera crew over as well, and they will be watching how we work...probably watching the 'important people in the company. So you don't have to worry or feel overwhelmed. We will most likely get ignored, as usual. We are like the maids and be swift and unnoticeable." Suga tilts his head in mild confusion.

"You don't think they would be interested in what you do in the company-" he furrowed his brows. Whoa. So, the management is totally out of sync with the lower-tier workers.

-"Ahh, new guy!" A voice cuts Suga off, and he and Yeonra both turn their attention to one of the janitors that work with her. 

He saw the older guys eyes widen at his presence when he stood behind Yeonra. 

"His name is Po-Seok," Yeonra whispered next to him.

"Good morning, sir," Suga says respectfully. His tone of voice is calm. Po-Seok gives Suga a narrow-eyed look. "I'm not that old...' sir' is for old people, its Po-Seok,"

Yoongi grin, he loves old guys that are so sassy for their age.

"Good morning, Po-Seok," Yeonra greeted the man with a smile. He grins, and Yoongi only nods.

"Shouldn't you be working on the third floor?" As soon as she says that, Po-Seok's grin disappears, and his face turns into distaste.

"Yeonra, you know me and my back has problems. I can't climb up all those stairs...I am almost 58 years old." He looked disgruntled. 

Yeonra raise an eyebrow at this. "You do know that you are allowed to use the elevator as long as you wear the tag?" She gives Po-Seok an amused smile, and his eyes widen.

"Oh...I keep forgetting. Well, I won't keep you," Po-Seok gives them a sizeable genuine grin and walks off. Yeonra chuckle softly as he turns a corner. Yoongi looks at her attentively, raising his curiosity. She smiles shyly up at him.

"Anything wrong?"She looked into his eyes, and she got beautiful eyes. She nervously slides her oversized glasses up her small straight nose.

He shakes his head. A slight smirk appears in the corner of his mouth. These three days will be exciting.

"No...nothing," he replied to her question as he followed her to the lunchroom.

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