Chapter 6 — After That Night, You Became My Boss

Part of it was given by Tham Tu Chau. Don't know where he came from. Is a very beautiful necklace. I refused to accept, Tham Tu Chau persistently said:

“It's a little bit of my heart.”

My brother next to me casually said:

"Receive it! It's rare to pluck Tu Chau's goat hair."

11

Go to work on Monday. Director Ly said that To Hao was transferred to another laboratory. I was overjoyed. Immediately block all his communications, including DingTalk. Conveniently order yourself a glass of milk tea to celebrate. By the end of the week, Tham Tu Chau did not contact me. It's inherently a good thing. But in my heart I was inexplicably bothered. Looks like I still crave his body too much. My close friends say I'm an exuberant brat, and my name certainly lives up to my reality. I work overtime every day in the lab. This company is too humane. Give each person in the lab a neck and shoulder massage machine. The coffee and cakes in the tea room are also high quality. It even suits my taste. I told my colleagues:

“Company treatment is also very good.”

“Boss is very generous.”

Colleagues said:

“The general has always been generous with his employees, but in the past month he has been excessively generous.”

“Is it possible that Mr. Tham has some big fun story?”

I waved my hand and said indifferently:

“Leave him alone, he has money anyway.”

Every shift comes very late, when I go downstairs to call a car. Tham Tu Chau's car always stops in front of me. He lowered the car window:

"I'll take you home."

I shook my head in refusal:

“I can take the bus.”

He persistently said:

“Get in the car, let's go.”

"That's not convenient, I remember my brother once said he lived in the opposite direction of my house."

Tham Tu Chau:

“I recently moved house, so it's convenient.”

In that case, I stopped pretending and got in the car. On the way, I received comments from my supervisor about my thesis draft. Filling the screen were four-fifty-second recordings. My teacher's local accent was so strong that I couldn't understand the words. I put on headphones, turned on the computer, listened and edited. I don't know when, almost an hour has passed. When I regained consciousness, the car had stopped at the gate of the compound. Don't know how long it stopped. I turned my head and saw Tham Tu Chau looking at me. I said angrily:

“Why didn't you call me?”

“Seeing you are so focused, I don't want to bother you.”

Wow, this sentence sounds strange. I quickly put away my computer and said apologetically:

"Sorry for wasting your time, thank you Tu Chau for taking me home."

I opened the car door to get out, but Tham Tu Chau called me back.

“Don't miss it.”

"Khuong Ha, from now on, don't call me Mr. Tham, and don't call me Mr. Tu Chau."

“So what do you call me?”

“My name.”

I said a few sentences to get by. Tham Tu Chau asked another confusing question:

“Ha Ha, if you get married, how much age difference can you accept with your other half?”

I unconsciously replied:

“I never thought it would be within five years.”

What a strange question this is. Tham Tu Chau's expression seemed like he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. When I got home that evening, I received a compressed file sent by Tham Tu Chau. When I opened it, there were all documents related to my thesis and some excellent theses for reference. It is true that Bodhisattva lives. Looking closely, there is an article signed by Tham Tu Chau. God! Study god The boss is right next to me! Worship, worship. I typed in the chat box:

“Thank you, Mr. Tu Chau!”

Thinking about what he said tonight, I quietly deleted it. Type again:

"Tham Tu Chau, thank you! You are truly an angel descending to earth!"

12

The materials of Tham Tu Chau helped me a lot. When I took advantage of my lunch break to edit my thesis, my colleagues ran over to chat:

“The General is really having a great time!”

“Today a super beauty came to the office looking for him.”