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?"

I promise! I'll buy you the biggest house you will ever want! Darling, I'm really sorry I've been gone. I'm sorry

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

would you do that?", the

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 buy me

as she hung up. Peter held his hand-phone tightly, dumbfounded. Despite her muffled voice from the static of

Help! Somebody, help! Thief, thief! That thief stole

scream from the other end of the street. A lady in uniform was screaming in panic and desperation, running as fast as her

"Go away! Right now!"

In shock, every person on the sidewalk squeezed themselves up to the wall as the motorcycle zoomed past

pulled his left leg back, and with all his might, flung it into the raging

what happened! His motorcycle tumbled sharply and 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 pedestrians held their hands to their mouths as they screamed. Peter, indifferent to the commotion, walked to the side of the man, calmly picked up the bag, and handed

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

still stunned from the events that just happened. Peter inspected the lady for half a

office and exquisite jewelry. 'We come from two different worlds, ' he thought. 'It's useless

just want to thank

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

no trouble at all. You don't need to take me out for lunch. Thanks

still thinking about his very recent breakup. Less than an hour ago, the

to accept a lunch invite. Elaine stood perplexed at his 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

Peter, he just