"Do you know it?"
Si Xue noticed his expression.
"I don't know if that counts as knowing it."
Liu Zheng replied ambiguously.
"Speak."
Unfortunately, Si Xue had no intention of letting him brush it off.
"I have a friend who knows a professor at Municipal First University. He's also Flesh of Sight."
Liu Zheng had no choice but to lay everything out.
"Oh, then do you want this piece of Flesh of Sight?"
Si Xue asked.
"Huh? Boss, is this really my friend's friend?"
"You could say it is, or you could say it isn't. All the Flesh of Sight in Metropolis split off from a single piece. You can call them parents and children, brothers and sisters, or even say they're actually one existence."
Si Xue said.
"Then is this the original piece?"
"You wish. If it were the original piece, would I be taking it out for you?"
Si Xue rolled her eyes at him.
"Hehe."
Liu Zheng scratched his head, pretending to be embarrassed.
"When are you planning to switch jobs and go to City Hall?"
Si Xue suddenly asked.
"No matter when it happens, it won't count as switching jobs to City Hall."
He answered crisply.
"Reason."
"First, I feel at ease working under you."
Although Si Xue had a strange temper, was perverse and vindictive, and had forced him to provoke a powerful enemy like Peacock, she was fair with rewards and punishments and offered decent benefits. Among leaders, she was already above average.
After all, there were plenty of leaders who pinched every penny while making their subordinates take risks.
"Second, although the Restaurant is a small platform, its position is high enough."
Bloodstained Restaurant was fundamentally still a restaurant. It could not grant Liu Zheng any real authority. Metropolis's residents might fear or