The number Fang Cheng called belonged to a business that bought monster corpses on the black market. It was called the Fox Immortal House.
The call was answered quickly, and a crisp, pleasant voice came through.
"Hello there! You've reached the Fox Immortal House! Are you a customer looking to sell a corpse?"
Fang Cheng found the voice familiar. He was sure he'd heard it somewhere before.
But it didn't matter. Any pretty girl with a big chest seemed familiar to him. He'd even once trained himself in a special skill called "recognizing people by their boobs."
No need to look at her face. Just look at her boobs, and he could tell which actress she was.
Getting sidetracked, Fang Cheng replied, "Hello, I wanted to ask whether the Fox Immortal House is hiring."
"Huh?"
The girl on the other end paused, as if she hadn't expected anyone to call and ask if they were hiring.
"I'm sorry, but the Fox Immortal House isn't planning to hire anyone at the moment."
"Not at the moment? So you might hire later. Can I apply in advance?"
"No, we have enough staff right now."
"Then I don't need to be paid. Just give me a position."
"We don't have any openings..."
"An opening's like cleavage. Squeeze it together, and there's always room."
"Uh... We're very busy, customer. Please stop making prank calls!"
With that, she hung up with a click.
Fang Cheng cursed under his breath. "She has no business sense at all. She won't even take on a free worker who brings his own food. And they call themselves capitalists? Pah! They'll go bankrupt soon enough."
Seeing Fang Cheng get shot down, Kanzaki Rin, who was driving, burst out laughing. "You call out of the blue and offer to work for