My beautiful boss

Peter Wang felt sad and dejected as he walked out of the Human Resources office.

He found it so difficult to accept the result. From where he came, he was feared by all the gangs.

They even called him "Mighty Soldier King". Here in the city, he couldn't even find a decent job because he lacked a college degree. Suddenly, his phone rang. Peter noticed and picked it up immediately

. "Peter," said the voice from the other line. It was his girlfriend.?

"It's over. I'm breaking up with you."

"You've been gone for so long. I need a boyfriend, not a phone pal."

"Darling, please—" Peter tried to get her back.

"I know I've been gone, but I'm back now. I'll always be with you now."

"Oh yeah? Well, what can you give me?"

"A dishwasher working abroad earns much more money than you."

"What exactly can you give me, huh?" she challenged,

"Do you even have savings after working all these years? Have you found a single stable job since you got back? Will you be able to give me the things I want?"

will ever want! Darling, I'm really sorry I've

the city, but it will be better soon, I promise. Things will get better, and when they

do that?", the girl

to get better, Peter? Will you ever get to buy me a BMW car? Will you ever get to buy me a Louis Vuitton handbag? Ferragamo shoes? Chanel suits? Ha! You can't even afford to

tired. I can't deal with this anymore. Goodbye, Peter," she said as she hung up. Peter held his hand-phone tightly, dumbfounded. Despite her muffled voice from the static of his old

Somebody, help! Thief, thief!

and desperation, running as fast as her high-heeled

"Go away! Right now!"

crunched his brow, turned the handles and accelerated. In shock, every person on the sidewalk squeezed themselves up to the wall as the motorcycle zoomed past them. Nobody dared block its way. It's risky to be involved

Peter. As the motorcycle approached, he planted his feet firmly on the ground, pulled his left leg back, and with all his might, flung it into the raging vehicle

threw him to the further end of the road and forced him to drop the stolen bag to the ground. "Ahhhhh!" The pedestrians held their hands to their mouths as they screamed. Peter, indifferent to the commotion,

"Here's your bag, ma'am."

he was talking to her. She was still stunned from the events that just happened. Peter inspected the

pleasure." Peter turned to leave. The lady looked like a corporate professional. He imagined her in her air-conditioned office and exquisite jewelry. 'We

What's your name? I… just want to thank you for your help," she

His face has well-defined angles on his forehead,

no trouble at all. You don't need to take me out for lunch. Thanks for the offer, though. I have to

he refused her invitation. He was still thinking about his very recent breakup. Less than an hour ago, the love of his life walked away

immediate refusal. For most people, Elaine is a sight to behold. She had light skin and brown hair that emphasized her bright almond eyes. She had men falling at her feet and any of them would have accepted

just refused