Chairman: How Much Is the Company Paying You? I'll Pay Ten Times That

Even with Liu Zheng's blade skills, in that instant, he came up with three ways to carve Doppler into a human stick.

Yet he remained Unmoving as a Mountain.

"Heh."

Liu Zheng sneered.

He had merely exposed his back, yet he could not even be bothered to invest properly in setting a trap.

Whenever Liu Zheng lured enemies in, he had to sacrifice a tentacle or a hoof. Otherwise, he would have been too embarrassed to strike them.

"Coward."

Doppler turned back and gave him the middle finger before returning to his seat.

"How much did Greenfield Culture offer you?"

Stag Beetle asked.

"The starting rate is two hundred thousand. The more I kill, the higher the pay. If I take you out, I get five million in one lump sum."

Liu Zheng answered honestly.

"My life is only worth five million? Greenfield Culture is getting more and more small-minded. As expected, leaving back then was the right decision."

Stag Beetle said disdainfully.

"I agree. With your bearing, your eloquence, and those magnificent horns, you have to be worth at least a hundred million."

Liu Zheng deeply agreed.

"You have a good eye. I've heard of you, Liu Zheng. While I don't think you can kill me, I also don't think there is any need for us to clash."

"You may subscribe to some rather niche values, but personally, I don't like the things they like either. All my happiness comes from success in my career. I only came to the Eleventh Floor to get some proper rest using the Insect Nest's functions."

"I won't deny that I have done some things you might consider rather dirty, but surely not enough to make you feel morally outraged."

"So aside from profit, you have no other reason to kill me."

Stag