Liu Zheng: I Help People Give Birth?

"Hi, Yoko. Fancy seeing you again."

Liu Zheng looked up and greeted One Bamboo.

"Why don't you get up first before talking to me?"

One Bamboo said speechlessly.

"I think talking like this keeps me grounded."

He forcibly tried to save face.

"Then why not go down a few more levels? You could get in touch with the underworld that way."

One Bamboo mocked.

"Our bathhouse has lower floors?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

In the elevator, he had clearly seen that B1 was the lowest floor.

"I think so? I think someone mentioned it to me before."

One Bamboo replied hesitantly.

"I see."

His eyes shifted.

Nonexistent floors were generally either used to hide things or hide people.

Could Jingzi be imprisoned on B2, or somewhere even lower?

"What are you thinking about?"

One Bamboo waved a hand in front of his eyes.

"Nothing. By the way, why are you here, Yoko? Shouldn't this be the General Affairs Department's responsibility?"

Liu Zheng changed the subject.

"The Service Club has low status. Anyone can order us around. I remembered you were in the Boiler Room too, so I volunteered to come."

One Bamboo said.

"Yoko, you care about me so much. I'm truly flattered."

He said with a grin.

"Pah! Who cares about you, you narcissistic man? Little Wan asked me to check on you, and while I was at it, thank you for her."

One Bamboo spat at him.

"Is Little Wan done with work? Nothing happened to her, right?"

"Mm, it went fairly smoothly. She was just a little frightened."

One Bamboo did not elaborate.

"That's good. Come to think of it, that guest named Da Chuanliu has arrived. The Service Club must be very busy, right?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Very busy. Every time He comes, everyone on leave