"Zhelan…Zhelan…" Hong pat his driver on his back with strange intentions.
The man's body shook as his name was called, and he quickly answered to prevent any unforeseen complications.
"Yes Sir" His gaze traveled to anywhere but the face of his boss. As his heart raced, he prayed whatever hong had to say would be for his interest and not the opposite.
"You've been a good doggie. I'm proud of you. Here, take this, you earned it." Hong smiled and handed an envelope to him. Zhelan hesitated to take it at first, but the red glint in his boss' eyes forced him to take it from his grasp.
"Why were you scared? Were you thinking it was some kind of trap? A test? Oh, you don't trust me?"
