Chapter 4 — A Little Sweetness

13I thought of many reasons why Tham Muc recruited me to join Tham Thi. I used to think he just wanted to keep me by his side to show me every day how successful he was, and then see how I regretted it. If it were me, I would probably stick my salary slip on my forehead and then go greet all the people who looked down on me. But unexpectedly, he actually taught me a lot of things. Even taught me how to manage a company, down to the little details, with incredible patience. To achieve this position, Tham Muc has put in efforts that no one can imagine. Therefore, he is very strict with everyone in the company, especially in meetings, the air around him can be so cold that it makes everyone wary. Everyone in the company secretly gave him a nickname – “energy-saving air conditioner.” Although the treatment at Tham Thi is very good, most employees are afraid of him. But to me, Tham Muc has a strange patience. Even without looking at me, he always seemed to know what I needed and quietly brought it in front of me. As long as I make a little progress, Tham Muc will smile and praise me for a long time. In the business world, he always brings a sense of pressure that is hard to ignore. But when he talked to me, he unconsciously lowered his voice. So much so that even other people in the company realized that when talking to me, Tham Muc was in his best mood of the day. Whenever there are documents that are difficult to sign, people turn to me, and they always succeed. Tham Muc's office is very large, clean and tidy. But the colors are too monotonous, the decoration style is the same as him, luxurious but lacking warmth. Feeling the atmosphere was a bit heavy, I painted a few national paintings to decorate. When Tham Muc walked in and saw them, he was stunned for a moment. I was worried about my voluntary actions, secretly observing his reaction, thinking that if he just frowned, I would immediately clean up those paintings. But Tham Muc didn't say anything and quietly walked to his seat. Only the corner of his lips curled up slightly, unable to hide it. Is he happy? 14The food at Tham Muc's company canteen really suits my taste. I'm a picky eater, but almost everything here is something I like. At first, I thought I was lucky, but later I learned from my colleagues' mouths that it turned out that since I joined the company, the canteen had just started to change like that. Before that, cafeteria food was difficult to eat no matter how difficult it was, the main goal was to maximize the nutrition from the food. Everyone complained that the food was bad, the secretary told Tham Muc, and he coldly replied: "It's good to eat." After that sentence, no one dared to mention anything else. But now, every day the canteen changes its delicious dishes, and even the lunch break is extended by half an hour. Everyone clasped their hands in front of me: "Dao Dao, definitely don't quit your job, Tham Thi only has you so happy!" At that time, I was still smiling foolishly while eating meat: "The salary here is so high, anyone who would leave would be really stupid!" I didn't realize that Tham Muc treated me with too much care. Obviously I'm the assistant, but most of the time it's more like he's coaxing me. Every time he bent down to explain something to me, my heart skipped a beat. His warm breath touched the top of my head, making my whole body suddenly stiffen. This is not right, because this feeling is exactly the same as in high school when I faced him. I don't want things to continue in this direction, and I don't want to repeat what happened in high school. 15 That's right, in high school, I liked Tham Muc. But at first I was very afraid of him. There are rumors that Tham Muc is very good at fighting, I heard that he is not even good at fighting

Afraid of death, small groups around the area were fed up with him. But thanks to him, the thugs from other schools almost stay away from the students at my school. Everyone said he was fierce, so when I found out he was my tutor, even though I was an arrogant person, I was surprisingly docile in front of him. When he lectured me, sitting at the same table, I was at least three or four meters away from him. At that time, I thought why isn't this table a little bigger? Tham Muc rested his chin on his hand and said: "Miss Giang, if you sit so far away, can you hear clearly?" I held the pen and mumbled: "Don't worry, my ears are very good." Tham Muc absentmindedly looked at me: "You're not afraid of me, are you?" "No, no! You... why are you afraid?" My mouth said so, but my eyes didn't dare look at him. He smiled slightly, then said: "Sit still." His large hand pulled both the chair and me closer to him. My eyes fell on our arms touching each other, my face started to turn red. Is it necessary to be so close? But Tham Muc didn't seem to notice, his voice was gentle: "Don't be afraid of me, the things at school are just rumors, I never did them." I bit the pen, have I never done it before? I don't believe it, the rumors are so obvious, I even saw the pictures. Tham Muc flipped through my test: "Did you get 9 points? It's okay, I'll teach you until you get a passing score." Hearing about the 9th grade in chemistry, my face turned as red as a monkey's ass, but I really don't like studying, every time I go to class I feel sleepy. "Why do you teach me? Listen to what my father said, I don't even get paid." His hand stopped while turning over the test paper, looking at me: "Uncle Giang has supported me since I was in elementary school, as a thank you, I will help you pass the university entrance exam." His voice was very serious, and his eyes suddenly sparkled. I turned away uncomfortably, thinking to myself, this handsome man must definitely be a monster! 16The way Tam Muc lectures is really new, countless times more interesting than the teacher at school, making me not even sleepy! Of course, it could also be because of his handsome face, so I often looked at him in a daze and forgot to study. Each time, he would gently tap my forehead, his voice filled with helplessness: "Wake up, try this test." Gradually, I was no longer afraid of him, and even began to be fascinated by his appearance. So, I often unconsciously searched for rumors about him on the school forum. It is said that when Tham Muc was in 11th grade, his homeroom teacher's son became seriously ill. But that teacher was over 50 years old and could not afford the huge surgery costs. His wife had to sell rice balls in front of the school gate to earn money for her child's medical treatment. The petty school cafeteria manager, afraid that students wouldn't come in for lunch, secretly ordered someone to destroy the old lady's stall. After everyone found out, everyone was angry. The next day, Tham Muc led his people to destroy the school canteen. The scene at that time was very bustling, many students voluntarily participated. The principal knew it was Tham Muc's doing and was so angry that he went crazy. But Tham Mu studied very well and was the only student at that time who had a chance to get into Peking University. The principal both loves and hates him. After reading the entire description of the senior sister on the forum, I could not hide my admiration for Tham Muc. When we are young, we are all enthusiastic and daring to think and do things. It's easy to like a guy as full of vitality, strength and wildness as him. That feeling came quickly and strongly.