The President Gal: Attack

I feel like shit the next morning. I dreamt that I was sleeping beauty; LokLok was the witch which was funny and it turn into a nightmare when the prince charming who was suppose to kiss me awake was my boss! How could I dream of Steven like that!? He is too nice, too considerate and too everything. I better slap myself out of it if I want to keep my job. He has been my golden key to this opportunity to prove to myself. He is out of my league and I am temporary here. I couldn't fall asleep after that dream resulted in my current lethargic being.

Basco team was done with the north part of the quarter and will stay in to brainstorm development ideas. Gillian team was about seventy percent done and will wrap up today. Their area has more residents so they did a few interview with those who are willing as well. Steven and myself need to speed up too if we want to put our ideas on the table at the same time to avoid time loss. I assure a worried Steven that I could walk although my ankle swell a bit, it doesn't hurt if not pressed.

I was too worked up yesterday that I have forgotten to check-in with my grandparents. Although Steven has reassured me that they are okay, he has agree that we will stop by the noodle shop first before we start out doing the survey. When we arrived at the shop, my grandparents were doing their normal morning preparation and sing all kind of praises for Tommy. It didn't seem like they miss me much for the last 24 hours. Anyway, I told them my room number just in case of emergency and asked them to call me if they need me. I informed them that work might pick up after the area survey and I might be very busy with the team. They are very pleased it seems that I get to know more young people. I don't think any of them in the team are younger than my 25 years of age though.

Steven and I went back to the west quarter and start from where we left yesterday. Luckily granny stuff some buns for us before we left as this part of old town has no restaurant available. We ate our lunch on one of the old doorstep of a huge old mansion. Steven said we will try to go inside to check out the condition and if there are any indication of historical data. I couldn't offer any information as I have never wandered so far in to the west before due to the gangster roaming about.

After lunch, we clean up and managed to push open the main gate of the mansion. It has a huge courtyard but a part of the mansion has already tumbled down. We were carefully trying to open the three doors at the front of the building before footsteps were heard running into the courtyard. Once again LokLok came but this time he brought a dozen men, all arms with knife of different sizes.

"You guys don't know when to quit, do you?" Steven move to shield me behind him. Steven took off his suit jacket and it passed to me. Then he unbutton and fold his sleeves up.

"YaoYao, I want you to move to the door and stay with your back against the it, ok," Steven whispered. I nodded and move slowly backwards.

What happened next was like in an action movie. A punched here, a kick there, it was hard for my eyes to follow Steven's movement. He twisted a few of the thug's hand to let go of the knife they were holding. Finally there was only LokLok left standing.

"I told you to mind your own business and I'll mind mine. Seems to me you do not understand what I said. Don't blame me for helping you then." Steven step on a knife on the floor and give it a kick. The knife flew up and he catches it before he threw it out again.

LokLok screamed at the knife plunged deep into his right thigh. He kneel down on the floor holding his leg.

"Now, I repeat one more time. Mind your own business and don't let me see you again otherwise next time the knife will fly higher," Steven went close to LokLok and gave him a kick sending him sprawl on the ground.

Steven turned around facing me with a wide smile and held out his hands,"Come on YaoYao, let's go. It's noisy and dirty here."

As if on trance, I put my hands in his and allowed him to lead me out of the compound with groaning men on the floor. He reminds me of prince charming stories again and it mess up my head. Argh...why does he has to be so good looking!

We continue to mark our map without any other incident and finishes just at dinner time. We were supposed to head back to the noodle shop for dinner with my grandparents before we go back to the hotel but I noticed a patch of red at the back of Steven left arm.

"You are hurt from the knives fight! Why didn't you tell me? We should have gone back straight to treat it immediately," I grab hold of his arm.

He smile sheepishly, "It's just a scratch, no need to to worry."

"What if your wound got infected? You don't know where the thugs knives have been. Come, let's go back to the hotel instead,"I pulled him along with me.

Once we arrived, the concierge look at us with suspicious eyes. I sighed regrettably. Yesterday we asked for ice, today I ask for antiseptic agent,cotton and bandages. A thought crossed my mind, actually yesterday I was carried in. So disgraceful, I am sure to be famous among hotel staff gossip now.