Chapter 6 — Boss Huo Waited For Me For Eight Years

In the end he just patted my shoulder.

“Go in and say hello to boss Hoac.”

“I find it a bit inconvenient…”

“Go.”

Mr. Trinh's eyes did not allow me to refuse. I held the cardboard box and stood up. Walked to Hoac Hoai Can's office door. Take a deep breath. Knock on the door.

“Come in.”

I pushed the door open and entered. He was sitting behind his desk, looking at documents. Today he wears a white shirt, his hair is neatly gelled. Normally he rarely groomed himself to this extent. Seeing me come in, he put down his pen.

“Go?”

“Yes, I came in to say hello.”

He nodded slightly. Stand up, walk in front of me. About 1 meter away from me. I discovered today that he even trimmed his eyebrows. The whole person looks a little more neat and tidy than usual.

“The past 8 years have been hard for you.” he said.

“What I should do.”

“What's the new assistant's name?”

“Vuong Duong.”

“Well, do you think he can handle it?”

“Okay, I've been coaching him for 2 weeks now, he's very smart.”

He nodded. Then said nothing more. I don't know what to say either. The office was so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of wind blowing from the air conditioner.

“So… Boss Hoac, I'm leaving.”

“Um.”

I turned around. Take two steps.

“Tham Khe.”

I stopped. Turn your head. He still stood still, his hands clasped together in front of his stomach. Finger joints are slightly white.

“That clock…”

“Yes?”

“Are you still wearing it?”

I instinctively looked down at my left wrist. The clock is still there. From that Valentine's Day until now, I have not taken it off for a single day.

“Still wearing it.”

His eyes landed on my wrist, lingering for 2 seconds. Then he raised his eyes and met my eyes. That look — My heart felt like it was being strangled by something. His eyes were red. In just a blink of an eye. He immediately turned away, walked back and sat down behind the desk.

“Okay, go. Don't be late.”

“Boss…”

“The 37th item on your handover list, Vuong Duong is still not very familiar with, please text him on Wechat to remind him.”

He picked up the pen again. The voice restored its usual calmness. Like that moment of red eyes just now was just my illusion. But I know it's not. I stood at the door, my lips parted. Heart pounding extremely hard. It's like someone is beating a drum in my chest.

“…Yes.”

I walked out. When I closed the door, my hands were shaking. Holding the cardboard box and entering the elevator, the elevator door closed. I stood alone in a closed space. Staring at his blurred reflection on the stainless steel door. A thought flashed through my brain, clear and sharp.

— Did I do something wrong?

* Chapter 7 7pm, barbecue restaurant. Trieu Duy has already ordered food. 20 goat meat skewers, 2 grilled kidneys, 1 barrel of snow beer. When I sat down, it looked at me with a very magical expression.

"What's wrong? Your face is so unsightly?"

“It's okay.”

I grabbed the beer bottle, used my teeth to bite the cap open. Drink half of it. Trieu Duy said nothing and quietly ate the meat skewers. A moment later, it spoke.

“Are you really done signing?”

“Signed, today is the last day.”

"Boss Hoac reacted?"

“There was no reaction.”

“No reaction?”

"Yes, just say 'it's been hard', then tell me to leave."

Trieu Duy stared at me for 3 seconds.

“And then what?”

“Why What else?”

“You just leave like that?”

“But what?”

“Why don't you tell your boss that you're not going anymore!”

I froze.

“Why don't I go? I signed all the papers."

Trieu Duy banged the meat on the table.

“Tham Khe!”

“What.”

“Even now, you still don't understand the situation?”

I remained silent. Take a sip of beer. Trieu Duy stared at me.

“Do you like your boss?”

“Who?”

“Huo Hoai Can. Do you like him?”

The beer in my mouth almost spit out.