In this company, if we consider the criteria of being afraid of one's wife, if Hung only dares to admit that he is second, then certainly no one dares to admit that they are first.
Normally, people are only afraid of their wives when they make mistakes or accidentally cause trouble, but Hung is never not afraid.
In the morning, as soon as he drove through the office gate, his wife called him out for a while because he forgot to turn off the lights in the yard. At noon, his wife asked him if he would come home for dinner. In the afternoon, she asked Hung if he could pick up his child at school. In short, Hung's wife is extremely troublesome.
His colleagues in the same office probably knew Hung’s wife’s phone schedule better than the office’s work schedule. Some people even said that every time he received a call from his wife, even though he was talking loudly and aggressively, he would soften and “speak” politely like he was talking to a big sister and never raised his voice.
This morning, after the conclusion of the short meeting, the director announced:
- The weather is cool this afternoon, the work is less, tomorrow I have a business trip so the whole company is having a drink.
When everyone was seated around the restaurant's four round tables, the new manager made a request:
- We have to play a game. Those who can't stand the heat can go home first.
Hearing that, everyone looked at each other in amazement. The director had always been a cold and quiet person. However, everyone was still wondering:
- What game is this boss, let's play to the end.
- Don't be in a hurry, it's simple: From this moment on, all of you, regardless of age, gender, must put your phone on silent mode and put it on this table. You can only pick up your phone after 1:30 pm. Whoever gets the most calls from their wife or husband must drink a cup with each other...
“So that’s it, what did you think?”-after saying that, everyone felt guilty as they put their phones on the table. But then when the wine was poured, the food smelled so good, the alcohol seeped into their intestines, everyone forgot about their husbands, wives, children…
While everyone was having fun, suddenly everyone saw the head of the administrative department holding a cardboard box and placing it in the middle of the table. At this time, the director stood up, brushed off the invisible dust on his vest, and solemnly stood up to tell a rather long story. The story was that during a meeting in Hanoi, the director met a young female teacher working in a mountainous area. Sympathizing with the hardships of female teachers in remote and isolated areas, the boss decided to set up a fund to encourage the teachers.
Everyone nodded in agreement with what the boss said. The department heads smiled happily and carefully stuffed the green bills into the envelopes. “Seal them all the way,” someone added. Everyone stood up, took out their wallets, and returned to their seats, laughing and chatting. Hung was the last one to step forward, holding an envelope, his face showing obvious tension.
As expected, the game ended, Hung was the one who received the most messages and missed calls from his wife.
When he finished, the director went out to the hallway to make a phone call and then came back in to make a surprising announcement:
- I called Ms. Tham, she was very touched by the sentiments of the brothers and sisters. However, Ms. Tham said that in order to be transparent about this amount of money and the generosity of the benefactors, it is necessary to count...
The administrative manager cleared his throat:
-Ahem, after counting the results are...
Just then, the director's phone rang.
- Who is it? Huh, I see. Thank you very much, thank you very much…
The administrative manager cleared his throat a second time, then the director interrupted:
- Thank you all, especially Mr. Hung, for "bravely" donating one million dong without asking for the "rooftop's" opinion.
Hung was sweating. The one million was the envelope his wife gave him to buy the dress. Why did he put it in the donation box? If he came home empty-handed at this time, his wife would definitely scold him. It was all because of that damn alcohol the office workers brought back from the village.
Arriving at the gate, Hung saw that the door was already open. As soon as he entered, he smelled a strange scent. His wife was wearing the dress from last year's March 8th and was standing in front of the mirror. Seeing her husband return, she turned around. Hung didn't know how many cups he had had at noon, but he suddenly found his wife strangely beautiful.
- You are really brave today, dare to "cut first and report later" without asking the roof?
- No, I didn't see anything, I didn't do anything, did I?
- And “doing nothing”. Look, let me tell you, your boss’s wife, Ms. Lan from the marketing department, is always “showing off” to me. You’re great. Have you checked your account yet? The wife gives her husband a bonus, no joke.
Hung quickly took his phone to check his account balance, he saw two million dong transferred from his wife. Thinking about it, he walked past his wife and was about to go into the room when she grabbed his hand and stopped him:
- That's what makes a man, when something is worth doing, he has to do it. I'm not making things difficult for you, I've always hated your sluggishness. I'm the roof of the house, and you're the strong pillar for us to rely on... Got it?
After listening, Hung was still stunned and asked his wife again:
- I still don't understand wife...
Suddenly he heard the sound of rain pattering on the porch, a cool rain that cooled his soul...
BUI VIET PHUONG