'Just kill me! Boss, what the h*ck is this? Does this look like an endearing message to you you? Tell me, does it?' His assistant cried inwardly as his eyebrows twitched in annoyance. He badly wanted to glare at his bold and scold him gleefully but he still loved his job.

"Ehh, boss, can I speak what's on my mind?" he asked carefully, seeming as if he was walking in a single line of thread.

"Go ahead," Josh answered, twirling a pen around his fingers. His assistant gulped loudly as insults and abuses were pushed to his mouth and the only thing that was left was for him to spit...