Chapter 7 — Mistaking a Group of Close Friends for a General Boss

That movement carries a oppression that does not allow resistance, yet the tone is somewhat lazy:

“Or, do you want to continue sharpening your ink? I see your hand is about to fall off.”

If you know the time, you'll be a masterpiece. Is this what you call punishment? Obviously welfare does! I immediately took the cup of milk tea:

"Thank you, boss! You are generous! You live to be a hundred years old!"

A sip of milk tea full of sugar slid down my stomach, I felt like my soul had just been pulled back to the right place. The sweetness quickly soothed my shaken nerves. Ta Trinh just leaned against the table, silently watching me puff my cheeks like a hamster chewing a cake. I don't know if I'm hallucinating or not — His eyes stopped at my lips for a long time. That look... was not pure at all, it was even somewhat dark. Like a predator watching its prey eat and drink, hidden beneath the calm appearance is a kind of domineering and invasive possession, making the surrounding air also become thick. Just as I was chewing deliciously, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang like a bomb. The outdated version of the melody "Good luck" rang out, completely breaking the dark and eerie silence in the general manager's room. I almost choked to death on the dumpling in my mouth. Hastily pulled out the phone, three words appeared on the screen that made my stomach churn: 【Ha Ba (Chu Vi)】 I didn't have time to turn it off, because my fingers were oily so I slipped, and mistakenly pressed the answer button + speakerphone. Chu Vi's confident and slippery voice immediately echoed throughout the two hundred square meter general manager's room:

"Miss Giang! Why are you blocking me? If you want to bargain, there should be a level!"

"I thought, although you were a bit rude yesterday, but my mother said your butt is big and easy to give birth, so I don't accept it. Tonight I booked a place at Toan Tu Duc, you come and apologize to me and everything is over."

“Tut ——”

I used the fastest speed in my life to hang up. At this time. I really wanted to open the window and jump straight down from the 28th floor. Let me die. Actually. The space fell into a dead silence. I didn't even dare to breathe, still holding the half-eaten dumpling in my hand. A very soft cold laugh rang out above my head.

“Big butt?”

“Easy to give birth?”

Ta Trinh's voice was as cold as a knife soaked in ice water. I didn't dare raise my head, I just wanted to shrink into a quail. In sight, his pair of black handmade leather shoes slowly approached. Ta Trinh bent down, his eyes level with mine, not giving me a way out. The originally pleasant scent of agarwood turned into a cold, sharp, knife-like scent. He reached out, cold fingertips gripping my chin, forcing me to raise my face. Those beautiful phoenix eyes no longer had any warmth left, only a chaotic emotion remained, I couldn't guess. He stared at me, his thumb gently rubbing the corner of his lower lip, wiping away some of the remaining dumpling crumbs. That move was extremely mysterious - also extremely dangerous.

“Giang Hoa.” He called my name, his voice low:

“Your taste is so bad it's unacceptable.”

“That tyrant promised you tonight at Toan Tu Duc?”

He stood up straight, pulled out a wet towel and wiped his hand that had just touched me, his tone returning to his usual lazy and arrogant style:

“I withdraw my comment Before that, it seemed like you really weren't good at observing.”

“Instead of letting that trash pollute your eyes…”

He conveniently picked up his phone and glanced at the schedule on the screen.

“I'm having a party tonight too.”

He tilted his head slightly to look at me, his eyes flashed with the cold light of a predator gathering his net.

"You'll go too."

“Huh?” I was still confused, "But General Manager Ta, I still have to write a review of five thousand words..."

The corner of Ta Trinh's lips curled up, revealing the first real smile of the day. The smile is so cruel that it's blinding, but carries a very calm evilness.

“No need to write anymore.”

“Tonight, look closely and see... what a man is like…”

He stepped in front of me, bowed his head slightly, his warm breath blew on my ear.

“…is worthy for you to ‘give birth to three children’.”