Seeing him come in, the security guard just glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued playing with his mobile phone.
Pretty good too.
Liu Zheng actually doesn't like dealing with people in this world.
Those gags are just for survival.
But he soon had to deal with it because he was blocked by a gate.
Although given the height of the gate, Liu Zheng can jump over it by jumping on the spot.
But all fools know that if you forcefully jump over, you will definitely suffer serious consequences.
Maybe a laser net would appear directly and cut him into pieces of roasted mutton.
Just as he was about to talk to the security guard, a white-collar worker came over.
Her face is drawn in a Japanese manga style, and it looks like it was trained by AI because she has three ears.
"I can swipe your card for you."
The white-collar worker took the initiative.
"Oh? Thank you then."
Liu Zheng stepped aside.
"But you have to give me the takeout bag."
The white-collar worker said.
"What do you want a takeout bag for?"
he asked strangely.
"Don't worry about it. Just give me the takeout bag and I'll swipe your card for you."
The white-collar worker repeated.
Can I give her a takeout bag? This really touches on Liu Zheng's knowledge blind spot.
After all, Cow-Horse never said there was such a rule.
And based on his actual experience in delivering food, the platform has not emphasized this aspect.
After all, every takeout packaging is different. The better ones are insulated bags, while the worse ones are just plastic bags.
When in doubt, ask Cow-Horse.
Liu Zheng called decisively, but the call was not answered.
This time Cow-Horse was so determined not to answer the call that he didn't even bother to bother with the call reminder.
"Okay."
He shrugged and prepared to talk to the white-collar worker.
At this time, the security guard came over.
"Manager Huang, why don't you go to work? I remember you only have five minutes to relax."
He said to the white-collar workers.
"I have extra credit."
The white-collar worker pursed his lips and said.
"You'd better keep it for the critical moment, what do you think?"
The security guard said expressionlessly.
His face is in the style of an oil painting, and it looks like he has some mid-to-late Rembrandt skills.
The deep gaze is hidden behind the gloomy light and shadow, which looks very oppressive.
"Okay."
The white-collar man's expression changed several times, but he finally gave in.
She reluctantly glanced at the takeout box, swiped her card and entered the turnstile.
"Takeaway bags are precious, don't give them to them easily."
Watching the white-collar worker enter the elevator, the security guard said to Liu Zheng.
"What's the use of this?"
he asked.
The security guard said nothing and just pointed at his face.
"Oh~"
Liu Zheng seems to understand.
"Where are you sending?"
the security guard asked.
"403."
"To whom?"
"Manager Wang."
he replied.
"That guy is troublesome."
The security guard frowned.
"Xiaomei didn't mop the floor clean last time, so he almost complained and was fired."
"Who is Xiaomei?"
"Cleaning."
"Oh. So inhumane!"
Liu Zheng pretends to be indignant.
"He is not a human being. You will know it when you see him."
"There is surveillance in the building, so I can't help you much."
"Anyway, please remember one thing: quarrels must be made in private, and fights must be fought in public."
The security guard opened the gate for him and then returned to his seat.
"Thank you."
Liu Zheng said into the air and passed through the turnstile.
When we came to the elevator room, there were three elevators in total.
One is limited to single floors, one is limited to double floors, and one is docked on each floor.
Which one to choose?
While he was struggling, he suddenly heard the security guard coughing.
"Cough! Cough!"
Got it.
Liu Zheng understood and chose the double-layered one.
The elevator arrived quickly, the elevator door opened, and there was an elevator attendant wearing a uniform similar to that of a flight attendant.
"Which floor are you on?"
When he entered the elevator, the elevator attendant with a comic-style face asked.
"Thank you, I'll just press it myself."
Liu Zheng said cautiously.
"Sorry, only elevator operators can operate the elevator. This is a property policy."
The elevator attendant wore a standard American sweetheart smile.
"Okay, I'll go to 403."
He does what is right.
"Okay."
The elevator attendant pressed 1103.
"What do you mean?"
Liu Zheng stared at her.
"The property stipulates that visitors must go to the top floor when taking the elevator."
the elevator man said.
"Then why do you ask, are you playing with me?"
"If you understand it this way, then there's nothing I can do about it."
The elevator attendant replied without changing his expression.
"How about making a friend?"
Liu Zheng Take out a cup of coffee.
It wasn't that he found it difficult to climb the stairs, but he was mainly worried about something else happening.
"Not interested."
The elevator attendant put on a mean American green tea smile.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
Liu Zheng looked sharply and took out the insecticide.
"What are you going to do?"
The elevator attendant's expression turned panicked.
"Help you kill the insects."
He said with a cruel smile.
"I'm not a bug, your tricks are of no use to me."
The elevator attendant forced himself to calm down and said.
"Really? Then why are you panicking?"
"Who, who is panicking?"
The elevator attendant said harshly.
Liu Zheng discovered an interesting thing. These Painted-Face People seem to be unable to control their expressions well.
And the more exaggerated the painting style, the weaker the control.
Just like this elevator guy, his facial features are about to fly off.
What is she afraid of?
If she wasn't afraid of pesticides, she was afraid of him spraying them in the elevator.
Is this elevator a bug?
Liu Zheng knocked on the elevator with his tentacles while observing the elevator operator's expression.
It's a mocking expression.
That doesn't seem to be the reason.
Are you worried about other people taking the elevator?
Thinking back to what the security guard said before, he seemed to have some realization.
"If I spray this elevator full of pesticides, some leaders won't be able to use it, right?"
"You are in charge of this elevator. If they can't take the elevator, you have to take responsibility, right?"
"Ding!"
While talking, the elevator arrived at Eleventh Floor.
The elevator door opened, revealing a dense jungle outside.
The sound of insects came and went, but he didn't see a single insect.
Maybe they are too small, or maybe they are hiding in the dark.
"Press 4th floor, now."
Liu Zheng said sharply.
The sense of crisis brought by his intuition made his hair stand on end.
The elevator attendant bit his lip and remained silent.
"Then let's die together."
Liu Zheng said, pressing the nozzle.
"No!"
The elevator attendant screamed and pressed the fourth floor button.
The elevator door quickly closed, and that shuddering feeling was also isolated from the outside.
"So, it's great for us to be friends, so why bother hurting each other? Are you right?"
Liu Zheng patted her shoulder and handed her a glass of Bad-Luck Coffee.
"You're right."
The elevator attendant forced a smile and took a sip of coffee.
The cup of latte she took was full of sugar. After the sweet and slightly astringent taste filled her taste buds, her expression looked much better.
"That's right, smile more when you have nothing to do. When you work, it's a day with a straight face and a day with a smile. The less they see us smiling, the more we smile for them. Right?"
Liu Zheng smiled.
"Yes. Then what is that in your hand?"
The elevator attendant asked with a subtle expression.
"Oh, the doctor said my teeth are bad and I need to grind them more. It's ridiculous."
He put away Tindalos Chew Toy.
"Haha."
Soon, we arrived at the 4th floor.
Liu Zheng was about to go out, but the elevator attendant stopped him.
"Be careful Wang Manni, she is a bitch."