Nathan maintained a facade of seriousness as he nodded, busying himself with the documents in his hand without sparing Sonny a nce.


    “Well, it seems youckmon sense.


    I’ll have you sent to the training camp for half a month.


    How does that sound?”


    “No!” Sonny remained in the standard squatting posture, his face contorted in a mixture of emotions.


    “The training camp means enduring devilish training for half a month.


    Plus, I’m up for promotion to deputy director.


    I’m swamped.


    Please forgive me!”


    Nathan responded, “In that case, your half-year bonus will be deducted.


    Alternatively, you can do 249 push-ups and spend 249 minutes doing wall handstands.


    ”


    Such a decision didn’t require much thought at all.


    Sonny responded firmly, “I’ll go with the push-ups and wall handstands.


    ”


    However, he was a bit puzzled.


    “But why specifically 2497″


    Nathan sneered, fixing Sonny with a sharp gaze from his deep, dark eyes.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Because your IQ is insufficient.


    ”


    Sonny stood there, rendered speechless by Nathan’s scolding.


    Instead of anger, he offered a serene smile.


    “You’re absolutely right, Nathan.


    Your words hold a sacred ce in my world.


    ”


    As long as Nathan refrained from docking his sry, Sonny weed his critiques with open arms, masking his true feelings behind a veil of ttery.


    Nathan studied Sonny intently, and then sneered, “Do you find pleasure in being reprimanded? Are you perhaps a masochist?”


    With a gentle shake of his head, Sonny replied, “No, Nathan.


    It’s simply that your admonitions hold a unique significance to me.


    ”


    Nathan was momentarily speechless, feeling an ufortable shiver run down his spine at Sonny’s unexpected admission.


    Quickly redirecting the conversation, he instructed Sonny to focus on the punishment.


    “Let’s not waste any more time.


    Complete your push-ups and wall stand.


    Set your own pace; I won’t hover over you.


    ”


    “Understood,” Sonny responded briskly.


    “Rest assured, Nathan.


    I pride myself on honesty.


    Even without your watchful gaze, I’ll adhere to the task diligently, not faltering even for a second.


    ”


    With a dismissive nce, Nathan didn’t delve deeper into Sonny’s words.


    Engaging in push-ups and maintaining a wall stand was a rigorous physical exercise for Sonny.


    Though fatigue set in, he bore it stoically.


    Following that, the only sounds in Nathan’s office were the rhythmic tapping of his keyboard and Sonny’s asionalbored breaths.


    Two hundred and forty-nine minutes upside down against the wall equated to over four hours-a formidable challenge, surpassing even the demands of push-ups.


    As sweat cascaded down Sonny’s body, pooling on the floor, difort gnawed at him, exacerbated by droplets seeping into his eyes.


    With half the morning already spent, Sonny braced himself for enduring the remainder of the morning in this ufortable position solely to please Nathan.


    For two hours, Sonny had persevered, his strong arms quivering slightly, adorned with prominent blue veins, while his breathing grew increasingly erratic.


    Engrossed in his work, Nathan subtly monitored Sonny’s endurance from the corner of his eyes.


    Comparing Sonny to Mekhi, the former deputy director, Nathan couldn’t help but notice the marked difference in their reactions to such arduous tasks.