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Chapter 8: Tensions rise from the start  
  
Jack stopped and looked left and right at his comrades to see if anyone had suffered the same fate. However, he realized that he was the only one who had been called into the room, greeted by a gloomy atmosphere in the afternoon. Jack was sure that the dark clouds floating in the sky were not formed from accumulated steam, but came from the man who had been his boss since Monday.
Stay calm. Maybe the boss wants his shoes back from him.
"I'm here and--"
"Late."
The tall man, over 180 centimeters tall, bent slightly and lowered his head in apology. He walked to the chair across from the boss's desk and sat down, afraid that a white envelope would come if things didn't speed up.
"How far along is your new idea?" Normally, the boss would give advance warning regarding work reviews on a certain day, but today something unusual happened, causing a bit of tension. This kind of expression.
"Progress is steady, Boss. I've prepared it for this Friday. You don't need to worry."
"Am I worried about you?" It wasn't just his words, his gaze and tone made it clear that he wasn't joking. If he had brought a white envelope, he would not have had to think about his fate. The boss, on the other hand, would not put himself through such hardships for the sake of someone. However, if it was a woman, he would probably bring up the topic of alimony.
"Do you have any concerns?"
"Explain your new idea." The gloomy person sat cross-legged, leaning against the back of the sofa, with his elbows resting on the armrest, his index finger tapping his lips as if he was thinking about something that had nothing to do with the topic being discussed.
"The project is already underway, boss."
"Mm."
"If I explain it now, Mr. Gun, there won't be anything to talk about on Friday. I had planned to have an intern present some impressive works for you to listen to. It should be that way, and I think you'll like it."
Negotiation wasn't Jack's strong suit, but that didn't mean he couldn't do it. Especially if it needs to be used to survive when facing natural disasters. Yes, the boss is observant. The internship is a very valuable asset, to the point where they fly to get a scholarship but don't know how much they will have to pay when they return home. That's the time to throw this bait to the Gun.
"You like it, huh?" It doesn't seem to be improving, and it also seems to be doing harm. Is the sharp-tongued Laem sleeping or tucking his boss in or something? Anything that could prevent him from being in this state. "Hah."
There was only laughter. At this point, Jack could start to find out where the hot issue on Monday afternoon came from. It's you, damn Laem. Drought on the Wang Wa Canal.
"Boss, I think we should get straight to the point now." The employee joined hands on the table, ready with a serious face, engaging the boss in different topics to escape from the military. No ideas at the moment. Even the Bangkok Metropolitan Water Authority has started water rationing. As for Friday, let it be the topic of Wednesday and Thursday. Ask for ideas from friends on previous teams.
"..."
"I want to know if my subordinate annoyed you, boss. If you are annoyed because of something, please tell me. I will come back and teach him properly."
"Not that." He said that, but his face looked as blank as the street on a Sunday.
I want you to participate in this brainstorming session. If I tell the boss, and then on Friday, what will happen when the boss says, 'I heard that from Jack'?"