After Being Turned into Cannon Fodder, the Boss Chased Me with Barrage

I knelt on the ground, my knees hitting the marble floor, and I gasped in pain. Looking up, an extremely cold face was facing me. The man wore a crisp suit and his facial features were indeed handsome, but those eyes seemed to freeze me into an ice sculpture. He held a document in his hand and threw it in front of me. The paper flew to the floor. "Sign and get out." The voice was low and emotionless. I was confused.