Chapter 009 (1/2)

The Complete Guide to the Use and Care of a Personal Assistant

Translator: Jury

Editor: NomNom

First Published on Chaleuria

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Chapter Nine

Perhaps it was because Ling Miao had lived without any regulations for the past year, but on his first day of work, he very graciously arrived late.

Standing outside Su Yuyang’s external iron grille door, Ling Miao leaned against the wall as he panted for breath. Goddamn it, it’s fine that he lives on the 10th floor. But there is no elevator? Su Yuyang, are you a masochist, or are you a masochist, or are you a masochist?

If Ling Miao still had the strength to speak, he would definitely have shouted that last question. But, regrettably, it hurt to even breathe.

“Oho, you’re half an hour late on your first day. You’ve got character!” These were Su Yuyang’s first words after he opened the door. They were neither cool nor angry; no emotion could be discerned from them. Ling Miao was trying to get his breath back, and his eyes were somewhat lifeless. He opened his mouth and prepared to explain, but Su Yuyang cut him off: “Make food first.”

Ling Miao heard the dissatisfaction in Su Yuyang’s voice and humbly shut his mouth.

Su Yuyang turned and walked into his apartment, but Ling Miao stayed frozen in place outside the door. Su Yuyang frowned and impatiently took hold of Ling Miao’s hand to drag him through the door. Ling Miao did not even have time to admire Su Yuyang’s house before Su Yuyang shoved him into the kitchen.

“Hey, what’s the meaning of this?!” Ling Miao took the apron Su Yuyang held out. Oho, this is brand new—it doesn’t even have creases from folding.

“Cook.” Su Yuyang’s stone-cold voice made Ling Miao tense. He stared at Su Yuyang’s grim expression, and hurriedly put on the apron. He plastered a smile on his face and said, “Boss, what do you want to eat?”

“That’s up to you, but make it fast.” After tossing out his request, Su Yuyang left the kitchen. Ling Miao was about to take a breather when Su Yuyang’s voice came again: “‘Boss’? I said before to call me Su-ge.”¹

“Su-ge?” Ling Miao tried.

“Quickly, go make food!” Su Yuyang urged.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Ling Miao stood on tiptoes and looked around. Only after he made sure Su Yuyang was not outside the kitchen did he relax completely.