Mistaking a Group of Close Friends for a General Boss
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Chapter 4

Chapter 4 — Mistaking a Group of Close Friends for a General Boss

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

I don't dare to sit, I can only stand like an elementary school student being punished:

"No, there's no need, I can stand. General Director Ta, I know my mistake. It was not right to worry about personal matters during work yesterday, and you shouldn't have sent such... disrespectful and disrespectful words..."

“Great rebellion and immorality?”

Ta Trinh laughed softly, his fingers hooked on the string of astragalus beads, gently tapping on the table, with each leisurely rhythm as if he were playing with my heartbeat:

"A toad and scabies wants to become king? This sentence... is very imaginative."

“…”

I just wish there was a hole to crawl into.

“Giang Hoa, Marketing department employee, has been in the company for two years.”

He casually picked up a personnel file, without even glancing:

“Average performance, almost zero presence, but…”

He stopped for a moment, raised his head to look at me, his eyes were sharp as if he wanted to strip all his skin:

“The ability to use words in private life is truly amazing.”

I bowed my head, my ten toes already scratching into a magical citadel in my shoe.

“If… if the boss is going to fire me… can you give me an N+1 package?” I muttered, preparing myself to die.

Ta Trinh put down the file and leaned back:

“Who said I wanted to fire you?”

Huh? I suddenly raised my head. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up in a very faint smile, his eyes carrying a deep and unclear meaning:

"Just in case, my administrative assistant quit. And you... are quite good at observing creatures."

“Miss Giang.” He leaned forward slightly, the pressure like a cold wind and the scent of cedar wood from his body immediately enveloped me.

“From today, you move to the 28th floor, to be my personal assistant.”

“I also want to see, in your observation, what species I am.”

I suspect there is a problem with my ears. Or this world has gone crazy. Let someone who just cursed his boss to death become an assistant to that boss? It's like letting Sun Wukong tend the peach garden!

“General Director Ta, I can't do it!” I shook my head frantically, "I'm clumsy, I have a recurring fear of small things, I'm not good at administration..."

“Double salary.”

Ta Trinh coldly interrupted my chanting, his tone was superficial as if saying "the weather is beautiful today". My refusal stuck in my throat.

“Double Tet bonus, year-end bonus starting at six months salary.”

He continued to throw out the bait. I started to waver. The word “no” hovered at the edge of my mouth, and in the end I swallowed it back.

“Furthermore…” His eyes fell on my face, with a hint of teasing that was hard to detect:

"Yesterday, your blind date didn't go very well, did it? This money is probably enough for you to put down a deposit on your own apartment, without having to deal with... tyrannical stars anymore."

Fatal blow. The self-esteem of a poor child is completely destroyed by the power of money. Especially this poor child was scolded by the boss for not having money yesterday. I immediately stood up straight, my eyes bright as if I was about to swear an oath to join the Party:

"General Director Ta! Money is not the reason, mainly I want to train myself! Since childhood, I have dreamed of being able to shine in this position! May I ask where is my desk?"

If I had a tail, it would be spinning like a propeller by now. No matter what the face is. Being a dog for someone is nothing but doing it for a great person A young master who is both handsome and has a lot of money like Ta Trinh, that's called changing your life! A satisfied smile appeared in Ta Trinh's eyes, but immediately returned to his usual cold and distant look.

“Very good.”

He took off the precious astragalus necklace and placed it on the edge of the table.

“First thing.”

He pointed to the tie hanging on the steam iron next to him, raised his neck slightly, the cold white neck clearly appeared, his throat moved slightly - dangerously sexy.

“Come here, tie my tie. I hate these little things.”

I stopped dead in my tracks. Tie a tie? Is this something a serious assistant should do? Furthermore… this distance…

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