You’re currently sitting down in Sun Tzu’s office chair as you wait for him in his office to drop off his lunch he forgot. Just then, his secretary walks in and mean mugs you.

‘Excuse me, that chair is meant for Sun Tzu, who are you?’ She says with an attitude. “Bitch, I don’t need to explain myself to you.” You reply eyeing her too. She gets upset and slams the coffee on the table and is about to slap you, but Sun Tzu grabs her hand and throws her back.

“You’re fired.” He tells her coldly.