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?"

house you will ever

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

do that?",

me a BMW car? Will you ever get to buy me a Louis Vuitton handbag? Ferragamo shoes?

Peter," she said as she hung up. Peter held his hand-phone tightly, dumbfounded. Despite her muffled voice

Thief, thief! That

screaming in panic and desperation, running as fast as her high-heeled shoes would take her.

"Go away! Right now!"

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 in robberies nowadays. Nobody wants to get hurt.

approached, he planted his feet firmly on the ground, pulled his left leg back, and with

and forced him to drop the stolen bag to the ground.

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

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

exquisite jewelry. 'We come from two different worlds, ' he thought. 'It's useless to think about her.' "Wait a second!" Peter felt a hand

I… just want to thank you for your help,"

his mid-20's, standing 180 cm tall. His face has well-defined angles on his forehead,

take me out for

pulled his hand away gently as 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

refusal. For most people, Elaine is a sight to behold. She had light

Peter, he just refused