The second time I came to West River Center, the crowds this time were obviously much less than last time.
Until Liu Zheng walked to the gate, he only saw a few people coming in and out.
A graffiti-style white-collar worker wearing black-rimmed glasses walked out of the office building and was stunned for a moment when he saw him.
Immediately, the abstract face revealed an expression of excitement and fear.
"What are you looking at? Four-eyed boy, be careful I'll beat you up."
Liu Zheng shook his tentacle.
The bespectacled white-collar worker lowered his head silently and walked past him.
Just as the two of them passed each other, the white-collar worker with glasses suddenly took out a pen from his pocket and inserted it into the aorta of Liu Zheng's neck.
His mouth with only a black line opened, revealing a strange smile. There were no teeth in the mouth, only darkness.
"You want to die so much? Then I will help you."
Liu Zheng Without looking back, two tentacles bound the arms of the bespectacled white-collar worker from bottom to top.
The golden pen tip was less than one centimeter away from the aorta in his neck, but it was an unreachable distance.
Only then did he suddenly turn around and see the graffiti-style smile of a white-collar man with glasses.
"Isn't your smile too ugly?"
Liu Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth, then picked up the third tentacle and gave him a big-eared melon seed.
"Hurry up and smile again."
The slap was so hard that the ink on the face of the bespectacled white-collar worker was scattered.
The bespectacled white-collar worker was stunned for a moment, then showed a rather forced smile.
"It's even uglier than before."
He was a big-eared melon again, and this time he directly slapped the mouth of the bespectacled white-collar worker to the other side of his face.
"Can't you have a nicer smile? Just like me, you see, a standard Sunshine Pet Store cheerful big boy."
Liu Zheng opened his mouthparts, revealing a mouth full of fangs.
The bespectacled white-collar man tilted his head back in fear, fearing that Liu Zheng would bite his face off with his mouth.
"With your strength and courage, you still dare to attack me? Who gave you the courage?"
Liu Zheng This time, a tentacle hit the middle of his face, completely disrupting his facial features.
"Tell me, why are you attacking me?"
he asked.
The man with glasses lowered his head and remained silent.
"You won't tell me, right? Okay, I'll take you to Bad-Luck Coffee now, and you can help me pay the tip."
Liu Zheng said and dragged him towards the Bad-Luck Coffee hall.
"I said."
Looking at the bloody Deer Head looking at him, the man with glasses said in horror.
"It turns out you can talk. I'll give you a chance to say three sentences. If you can't explain it well, you'll have your face hanged, your eyes scratched, and your ears picked out."
Liu Zheng said darkly.
"Our director has said that if you are killed, you can be directly promoted to assistant director, and you will be released as a manager when there is a vacancy."
The man with glasses said quickly.
"Your director? You and Wang Manni are in the same department?"
he asked.
"A company, but not a department."
"Then why do you always supervise this noisy thing?"
Liu Zheng said strangely.
"Because the Manager Wang you killed was an undercover agent sent to that department by our director."
The man with glasses said.
"Oh, I understand."
He nodded.
The director with glasses is spending thousands of dollars to buy horse bones.
He was willing to pay such a high price to avenge a dead undercover agent, so the living undercover agent would naturally get a higher reward.
"No matter who kills me, can he get rewarded?"
"No, only people from our department can do it."
The man with glasses said.
"How does the strength of the people in your department compare with yours?"
Liu Zheng asked again.
"People of the same rank are all the same, but even if someone with a higher rank than me wants to kill you, their strength will not be much stronger than mine."
The man with glasses said.
"Why?"
"I only know the result, not the reason."
The man with glasses shook his head.
He knew that Liu Zheng had guessed a little bit.
It should be because the director's bounty was not in compliance with regulations.
"Very good, then you can die."
He pulled out Boning Knife and aimed it at the glasses man's neck.
Just as this guy planned to penetrate him, he would insert him back.
"No! I still have a wife and children, don't kill me!"
The man with glasses screamed.
"No, it's a bit funny for a Metropolis person like you to say such lines, right?"
Liu Zheng said with empty eyes.
"I can buy my life with money."
The man with glasses quickly changed his tune.
"That's right. How much?"
The tip of his knife was slightly deflected, inserted into the bespectacled man's shoulder, and then turned.
"Three!"
The man with glasses screamed.
"Three Wan? I want to buy your life with this little money? Then your life is too cheap."
Liu Zheng shook his head, and then pulled out Boning Knife.
The man with glasses screamed again.
"Shh, don't scream. Everyone is at work. It would be rude if you scream again."
The bloody Boning Knife was inserted into the glasses man's mouth and blocked his mouth.
"Also, hurry up and use your clothes to collect the blood. Don't make the ground dirty and cause trouble to others."
Liu Zheng reminded me as he remembered the last incident of spitting and bleeding.
"Woo."
Red tears flowed from under the glasses of the man with glasses.
"Hey, right, where is the young cleaning lady?"
He looked around and saw no cleaning figure.
Liu Zheng frowned, feeling something was wrong.
"Tell me how much it is. If you say less, I will cut off your head and sell it to Bad-Luck Coffee."
He said viciously.
"Fifty thousand yuan, that's all I really have. My rank is just a specialist, and I spent all my family's money just to join the company."
The man with glasses said pitifully.
"Fifty thousand dollars can't buy your life."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
When the bespectacled man was in despair, he spoke again.
"But you can sell your life to me."
"Ah?"
The man with glasses looked at him puzzled.
"Come with me."
Liu Zheng put his arms around the glasses man's neck and pulled him aside.
"What's your name?"
he asked.
"Yu, Yu Huanshui."
The man with glasses shrank and said.
"How many years have you been in the company?"
"Three years."
The man with glasses said.
"Still a commissioner in three years?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't have a degree or give gifts, that's it."
The man with glasses smiled bitterly.
"Want to be a manager?"
"Think."
"How much do you want it?"
"You can even think about it and die."
The man with glasses gritted his teeth and said.
"So hard work? Then you will die without making any money."
Liu Zheng said.
"If you die on the job as a manager, you will receive a pension of two million."
"Huh, that's quite a lot."
It seems that Metropolis's company is more conscientious than in reality. Of course, the competition is also more intense.
"I can help you become a manager."
he said.
"Really?"
The man with glasses looked surprised.
"You should also know about Wang Manni. If I can help her become a manager, I can also help you."
"But our manager won't order takeout."
The man with glasses said.
And if you want to wait until their manager is forced to deliver, you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.
"If he doesn't order it, you can trick him into ordering it."
"Besides, I don't just know how to fight and kill. Money, force, brains, background, connections, I have everything you need."
Liu Zheng said.
"Then what do I need to do for you?"
The man with glasses asked cautiously.
"I don't need you to do anything for the time being. I will call you when I need it. Don't worry, I will never embarrass my partners. Wang Manni can prove this."
"Okay."
The man with glasses pushed up his glasses and said.
"Then bring the money."
He stretched out a tentacle.
"Ah?"
"You don't think you don't have to pay for the sneak attack on me, do you? I don't want more, 20,000 yuan."
Liu Zheng said.
I just made up for the money I spent on wine.
"Okay."
The man with glasses reluctantly took out the money.
"It's a pleasure to work with you. Okay, let's go back to work."
He patted the bespectacled man on the shoulder.
"I was going out to visit clients."
The man with glasses said helplessly.
"Then go. By the way, does your client like to drink Bad-Luck Coffee?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"I've already paid you protection money."
The man with glasses said aggrievedly.
"I'm not asking you to buy it, I'll buy it for you."
"Ah? I'll definitely like it."
The man with glasses said quickly.
"Okay, then you wait."
He turned around and entered Bad-Luck Coffee, and came out again after a while carrying a bunch of drinks and desserts.
"Are you okay?"
The man with glasses looked at Liu Zheng's bloody face and asked carefully.
"It's okay. I'm used to small scenes. How many drinks do you want?"
He waved his tentacles and asked.
"Two cups will be enough."
The man with glasses said.
"Here, do you want dessert?"
"No, customers like spicy food."
The man with glasses shook his head.
"Oh. Then if you can get a copy of Hell Dragonfly Spicy Soup from Oink, you should be able to win this order."
Liu Zheng said.
"Are you also familiar with Heaven Butcher?"
The man with glasses said in surprise.
"Not only are we familiar with each other, we also shared the stolen goods together. Why, you know it too?"
"I can't afford it. But I have a colleague who sold meat there."
The man with glasses waved his hand.
"Oh. Okay, go ahead and get busy."
"Okay."
The two exchanged phone numbers and separated.
Liu Zheng returned to the front door of the office building, but still didn't see the cleaner.
He frowned and walked into the office building.
Fortunately, the security guard is still there.
When he saw the person coming in was Liu Zheng, he ignored him and continued playing on his phone.
He ignored Liu Zheng, but Liu Zheng took the initiative to come over.
"I can't help you with the access control this time, you have to find a way by yourself."
The security guard said without raising his head.
"That's not what I'm asking. Where's the cleaning staff?"
"Why are you asking her?"
The security guard raised his head.
"It's a rare visit, so I have to say hello. I even bought you something to drink."
Liu Zheng lifted the bag on the tentacle.
"Then I'm afraid she won't be able to drink anymore."
The security guard blew his nose.
"Where did she go?"
"I went to work as a waiter at Eleventh Floor."
The security guard said.
"Eleventh Floor"
"Didn't the elevator man take you to that floor last time?"
"Oh, I remembered."
It was the level where it was a jungle after he got out, which made him feel very dangerous.
"That's a place where only managers above the manager level can go. It's equivalent to an entertainment and leisure area."
The security guard said.
"Wouldn't it be better to work as a waiter in the entertainment area?"
He thought the cleaning lady had been fired.
"Haha, what do you think they use for entertainment?"
The security guard sneered.