Chapter 2 — Boss Huo Waited For Me For Eight Years

Then he looked at me and said each word:

"Boss Hoac. Likes me. For 8 years. The whole company knows. Only I don't know."

The whole office fell silent for three seconds. I laughed.

"Mr. Trinh, you're joking a bit too much."

Mr. Trinh did not smile. His expression was more serious than ever.

“Does your face look like you're joking?”

“…So your face looks like someone someone has liked for 8 years without even knowing it?”

“You look exactly like that.”

Mr. Luu sitting at the next table poked his head out: "Miss Tham, it's not that you look alike, but you are exactly like that." Mr. Ton sitting in the back also poked his head out: "+1, you're that kind of person." The intern named Vuong Duong sitting all the way back raised his hand: "Miss Tham, I've only been here for 3 months and I can already see..." I sat there, feeling like a panda being made fun of. Incorrect. Even wilder than pandas. Pandas at least know they are black and white. I don't even know what color I am now.

“Everyone…” I glanced around, “Are you guys colluding together to prank me?”

Mr. Trinh grabbed my sleeve tightly.

“If you ask me a few questions, I will answer you honestly.”

“Yes.”

“For the past 8 years, every time you go on a business trip, have you always booked exactly 1 Presidential suite?”

"That's right, the boss said that to save money."

Mr. Trinh closed his eyes tightly.

"What did boss Hoac say to me on Valentine's Day?"

“A Wechat message, telling me to go get the parcel for my boss.”

“What is a parcel?”

“Two watches, the boss said I overbought them so he gave me one.”

“What brand?”

“Patek Philippe.”

The corner of Trinh's mouth twitched.

“Do you know how much that watch costs?”

“I don't know, it's probably quite expensive.”

“One million three hundred thousand yuan (about 4.5 billion VND).”

“…”

"Valentine's Day. Gave me a watch worth 1.3 million yuan. And the boss said it was 'overpriced'."

I gasped.

"Boss... he must have really bought too much? Rich people don't even look at the price when buying things..."

Mr. Trinh let go of my sleeve. In his eyes, four big words appeared clearly - There is no cure.

“Tham Khe.”

“Yes?”

“In this life, you can find a blind date to marry, it's truly your blessing from 8 generations.”

“Thank… thank you?”

Mr. Trinh turned and walked away. Halfway there, he looked back, a look of pain and sadness on his face.

"8 years, Tham Khe, even 8 years. You gave boss Hoac more than 300 strategies, all - all - went - down - the - river - down - to the ground!"

I sat in my seat, my mind buzzing. No way. Surely people think a lot. How could someone like Hoac Hoai Can like a lowly assistant like me? * Chapter 3 The notice period for quitting is one month. During this month, Hoac Hoai Can's behavior was... a bit unusual. The first week, he completely ignored me. Before, every morning when I brought in coffee, he would at least say, "Leave it there." Now even the word "Let it go" has evaporated. I put the coffee on the table, but he didn't even lift his head. Eyes glued to the computer screen, fingers clicking on the keys. I stood there for 3 seconds, didn't see any response, so I turned around and left. The second day was the same. The third day was the same. On the fourth day, I put down my coffee, got used to saying: "Boss Hoac, this morning there will be a video meeting at 10 o'clock. I have already emailed the plan to my boss.” He said "Um" once. Just a nasal sound. At least 0.5 seconds shorter than normal. I found it a bit strange, but didn't think much of it. I guess I've been busy with a lot of projects lately. Starting from the second week, things got even more bizarre. Monday morning when I arrived at the company, I discovered that there was an extra cup of coffee on my desk. Iced Americano, add oat milk. Exactly the type I usually drink. No notes, no sticky notes. I went out and asked little Tran at the reception: "Who left this here?"