"You don't have to be so reserved. I'm actually quite approachable."
Britannia spoke.
Its manner of speaking was still strange. It had once been effeminate while deliberately pretending to be rough; now, its roughness carried an unconscious hint of effeminacy.
It wasn't exactly disgusting, but it made one's skin crawl.
"This isn't reserve. Minister Britannia's majesty is like the blazing sun overhead, making me dare not look directly at you."
Liu Zheng said.
"Do you usually flatter Cow-Horse like this too?"
A faint smile tugged at Britannia's lips.
"That wouldn't do. My boss would kick me with his hooves."
He smiled.
"Hahaha."
Britannia caught the double meaning in his words.
"Cow-Horse, give me this newcomer. Our Customer Service Department is short on talent with such a sense of humor."
Britannia said to Cow-Horse.
"Sure, I don't care. Go submit a report to the boss and see if she approves it."
Cow-Horse sneered.
"What? Will the Delivery Department stop functioning just because it loses one newcomer?"
Britannia deliberately said.
"Yeah. I'm trash now. Without a newcomer, I can't work. What about it?"
Cow-Horse said brazenly.
"You're a department supervisor, at least have some shame, will you?"
Britannia was helpless before Cow-Horse, who had simply given up.
"Bullshit. You dress up all fancy every day, eating and drinking the finest stuff in private rooms. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were the customer, so of course you need dignity. I wear a yellow vest every day, delivering takeout outside in the wind and sun. What do I need dignity for? If I cared about dignity, I wouldn't deliver takeout. I'd go to the Customer Service Department and work under you."
Cow-Horse said sarcastically.
"No thanks. The Customer Service Department is too small to fit such a huge lump of you.