Mr Jeon's Husband Is A Superstar Generous Taehyung

Kim Industries.

The President-CEO's office was located at the topmost floor of the building. Its interior design was inspired by strong traditional Korean aesthetics. Most of the furniture were made of wood with delicate and exquisite carvings on them.

The colour schemes were mostly deep red, maroon and earth tones. Several traditional paintings and calligraphy hung on the walls.

Kim Dong Wook

"What did he ask for this time?"

Dong Wook asked his loyal assistant while signing a mountain of documents behind his desk.

Cai Guang picked up the signed documents and gave his boss another stack to sign while speaking at the same time.

Someone

Cai Guang: "The Young Master asked me to recommend a new assistant for him. I sent him a list of candidates. In the end he only chose one. I thought he was going to replace all three assistants he fired, but he said that a single capable assistant is enough at the moment."

Someone

Cai Guang: " He ended up hiring my distant nephew from the Filipino branch of the family. My nephew always wanted to work and live here in Korea. He's well-educated and eager to work. He only lacks experience."

Someone

Cai Guang: " He started working for him last week and even moved to live at his penthouse. I scolded him for freeloading from the Young Master, but he told me that it was what he wants."

Kim Dong Wook

"Let him do what he wants. For now, at least."

Dong Wook sighed.

Kim Dong Wook

"He was comatose for a year after all. What else?"

Someone

Cai Guang: "The Young Master is currently renovating and redecorating the entire penthouse. I was told that it's currently chaotic in there, but he's still working hard on his physiotherapy and rehabilitation, never missing a single session. The Young Master seems very determined to recover as soon as possible. His medical team is very pleased with his progress."

Kim Dong Wook

"Good. That's good. Is that all? Has he asked you to buy him anything?"

Someone

Cai Guang: "No, President."

Dong Wook paused, a slight frown on his face.

Kim Dong Wook

"That's odd. I was expecting for him to demand a massive shopping spree. Perhaps even ask me to buy him a mansion or something like that."

Cai Guang cleared his throat.

Someone

Cai Guang: "Madam Yerin called numerous times to tell you to buy the Young Master a private plane or a yacht, maybe both, as a reward for surviving."

Kim Dong Wook

"Reward for surviving?! What does that woman think of our son's accident? The fucking Olympics?!"

Dong Wook closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, trying to calm his anger.

This mother and son never failed in giving him headaches.

Someone

Cai Guang: "President, the Young Master didn't mention that he wants a plane or a yacht. It was only the Madam who asked, presumably on behalf of the Young Master."

Cai Guang hesitated.

Someone

Cai Guang: "If I may be so bold…"

Kim Dong Wook

"Go on. Speak."

Someone

Cai Guang: "…I have spoken with the Young Master both personally and on the phone a number of times since he woke up from coma. I think the Young Master has…changed."

Kim Dong Wook

"That's normal. Most people change one way or another after experiencing a life and death situation like that."

Cai Guang nodded, although he still looked unconvinced.

Someone

Cai Guang: "It's just that I feel like I'm speaking to a completely different person. The President has not met with him yet since he woke up, so you may not know. He's now so calm, so serious, and so mature. He's very business-like whenever he speaks to me. To be honest, it's...uh...creepy that he has changed so much. It's kind of scary."

Dong Wook leaned back on his seat and chuckled softly.

Kim Dong Wook

"What's there to be scared about? Isn't it good that he has changed his old ways? Maybe he had an epiphany after what he experienced. I'll feel more at ease if he has really matured and has grown sensible. I just hope that this isn't something temporary and he ends up reverting to being another version of his mother."

Kim Dong Wook

"I don't really have high expectations for this son of mine. The elders want me to disown him, but how could I do that? He might be a big disappointment, but he's still my son. He has the blood of the Kims flowing in his veins. I care for my son, but there's only so much that I can do for him.

He sighed.

Kim Dong Wook

"He's not my only child. I have to prioritize the whole clan's interests before anything or anyone else. This is my duty as the head of the Kim clan."

Someone

Cai Guang: "Understood."

Cai Guang hesitated, before finally gathering the courage to ask,

Someone

Cai Guang: "Is the President planning to see the Young Master?"

A minute or so passed before Dong Wook answered.

Kim Dong Wook

"No. If he really wants to see me, his father, he can always come at any time. Is that all?"

Cai Guang nodded and bowed.

Dong Wook resumed signing documents.

Both were silent, focused on their work.

Day after day, Taehyung grew stronger and healthier compared to when he first woke up from coma. Now he only needed the physio and rehab sessions once a week.

Despite this, he still wasn't satisfied by his body's current condition. His muscles lacked power and his stamina embarrassed him with just one flight of stairs. But all he could do for now was persevere in rebuilding his body with time and effort.

The renovations were also finally completed. He disliked the original Taehyung's taste in interior design and wardrobe choice. Everything was sparkly, shiny, neon-bright, glittery, and maddeningly garish and tacky!

Now that he was living as Taehyung, he replaced everything with the tasteful elegance of classic style. The newly renovated and decorated penthouse gave a serene and sophisticated atmosphere.

Taehyung also added a big library office with a connecting computer room separated by a password-locked door. He filled the library with all kinds of books in different languages. Many of which were his favourites from his past life.

As for the computer room, he designed it himself. Currently, there were seventeen different state-of-the-art computers and devices arranged neatly inside the room. One wall was completely covered with flat-screen monitors. The room looked like the cockpit of a spaceship.

And not everything was delivered yet. He was still expecting more to arrive. The majority of the computers were not available on the regular market. He had to use his virtual connections from her past life to obtain these rare devices.

The room was sealed and he was the only one who had access to enter it. Nobody else was allowed inside without his permission because the room contained a lot of technology acquired from the international black market. It wouldn't be good for him if other people were to know about these items.

A recording studio was also added in another part of the penthouse. He couldn't believe that the original Taehyung didn't have one when he was a pop singer. The boy relied on other people to compose and write his music, thinking that he only had to sing, dance and act pretty.

Now that he was living as Taehyung, he was determined to live his life to the fullest. His first order of business was to establish a successful career.

He thought about it and decided that he would continue the original Taehyung's career in music. He also loved music in his past life. He planned a complete image overhaul to suit his true style which was completely different from the original Taehyung's style.

Aside from the penthouse renovation, almost his entire wardrobe was also replaced. He couldn't make himself wear all the slutty clothes the original Taehyung preferrred. They all looked extremely uncomfortable to wear.

Soobin, his new assistant, along with the maids packed about 90% of the clothes, shoes, bags, accessories, makeup and other knickknacks into boxes. Soobin's eyes bulged the entire time, followed by gasps of shock and admiration.

Soobin

"Boss, what do you plan on doing with all of these?"

He asked Taehyung, stroking a seven-inch, rainbow-coloured metallic high heels.

Kim Taehyung

"I'll let you decide,"

Kim Taehyung

"Sell them, donate them. I don't care."

Soobin was so confused as to why his new boss wanted to throw away and replace his entire wardrobe. These were all brand-named goods! Maybe this was how the rich lived. They replaced whatever they didn't like anymore.

Soobin

'Can't relate,'

He thought to himself.

If he owned these much brand-named items, no matter how outdated they were, he would treat them as treasures and assign them as heirlooms to his family's next generation. He picked up a crystal-encrusted purse and then glanced at his young boss.

Soobin

"Uhm, boss? You see…I have a lot of Omega relatives back in the Philippines. I'm sure some of these will fit them. I know my mother will be absolutely thrilled to have some of these purses. My sisters, aunts and cousins, too. I think some of them have the same shoe size as you. Uhm, so, I'm just saying…."

Kim Taehyung

"Sure, send all these boxes to your family. No problem."

Soobin gasped, his jaw falling.

Soobin

"R-really? You're serious?! OMG! Thank you thank you THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I thank the Lord Almighty for giving me the BEST BOSS EVER!"

He jumped around and clapped excitedly. And then he bowed at Taehyung,almost prostrating himself on the floor.

Taehyung chuckled watching his new assistant's antics.

Soobin

"You're so generous, boss."

He called the maids.

Soobin

"Come, come. The boss gave me full authority on how to discard all of these. Come and take some for yourselves."

Then he glanced at Taehyung, silently asking him if it was alright.

Taehyung waved his hand, allowing him.

Soobin

"See? The boss says it's okay! Come, come! Don't forget to thank the boss!"

Someone

"Thank you, Young Master!"

The maids bowed and smiled bashfully. They were all excited and started choosing items for themselves.

Taehyung nodded.

Soobin

"Thank you, boss. I won't send everything to the Philippines. I'll just choose the ones that I think my Momsy, my sisters, aunts and cousins will like. Then we'll sell the rest on the internet."

Kim Taehyung

"I'll leave everything to you."