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?"

you will ever want! Darling, I'm really sorry I've been gone. I'm

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

how would you do that?",

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 buy me a-hundred-square-meter house, for Christ's sake." Peter was silent. She

as she hung up. Peter held

help! Thief, thief! That thief

as her high-heeled shoes would take

"Go away! Right now!"

squeezed themselves up to the wall as the

feet firmly on the ground, pulled his left leg back, and with all his might, flung it into

it went spinning on the pavement. The impact threw him to the further end of the road and forced him to drop the stolen bag to the ground. "Ahhhhh!" The

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

talking to her. She was still stunned

pleasure." Peter turned to leave. The lady looked like a corporate professional. He imagined her in her air-conditioned office and exquisite jewelry. 'We come from two different worlds, ' he thought. 'It's useless to think about her.' "Wait a second!" Peter felt a hand

your name? I… just want to thank you for

lunch together?" She looked at him as she awaited his response. Peter is at his mid-20's, standing 180 cm tall. His face has well-defined angles on his forehead, cheeks, and jawline. He's not the type that you would notice in a crowd, but

trouble at all. You don't need to take me out for lunch. Thanks for the

Less than an hour ago, the love of his life walked away from

Elaine is a sight to behold. She had light skin and brown hair that emphasized

Peter, he just refused her