Bowing Is a Serious Art

"Director, was that just my imagination? I feel like you're smiling with rather ill intent."

Liu Zheng narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

Now that he had officially joined, his form of address naturally changed as well.

"What are you talking about? It's your first day on the job, and you're a relative of someone I know. What ill will could I possibly have toward you?"

Thirteen Yao flatly denied it.

"Really?"

"Of course. And I'm even going to assign you a cushy job."

Thirteen Yao said this with a perfectly serious expression.

"Giving me a cushy job the moment I arrive doesn't seem right. How about I let one of the senior employees have this opportunity instead?"

Liu Zheng politely declined.

Judging by the clothes alone, whatever Thirteen Yao had arranged for him could not possibly be a cushy job.

"Cut the crap. What right does a newcomer have to pick and choose? You do whatever you're told."

Thirteen Yao suddenly put on a stern face and barked loudly.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng answered calmly.

Though the other man's behavior was somewhat inconsistent, he did not particularly care.

He had never intended to stay at Night Parade Bathhouse for long anyway. If he ran into work he could not handle, he could just quit on the spot.

"What? I can't hear you. Speak louder."

Thirteen Yao put a hand to his ear and pretended to listen.

"Yes!"

Liu Zheng stood at attention and shouted.

"Louder! Louder still! There's no spirit in that at all!"

Thirteen Yao remained dissatisfied.

"YES!!!"

He took a deep breath, then roared at the top of his lungs.

Although his expression was fierce, his heart was completely unmoved. He even felt like sighing a little.

This same workplace brainwashing spiel existed everywhere. He was numb to