"We agree."
Smart Head spoke before Magic Head could.
It wasn't that he believed Liu Zheng's words, but they really did need a job right now.
The money Liu Zheng had given them had been confiscated, and this month's wages had been deducted too.
Rent was due next week. If they couldn't find work soon, they would have to sleep on the streets.
And sleeping on the streets in a place like Metropolis was worse than digging a hole and burying themselves.
"Good. Figure out how to get to Bathhouse Street yourselves. Call me when you reach the entrance. If you can't find it or die halfway there, that's your own fault."
Liu Zheng turned to leave after saying that.
"Wait, boss. At least give us some travel money."
Smart Head called after him.
"Didn't I give you ten thousand already?"
"The property manager confiscated it, and they didn't settle our wages either."
Smart Head said with a constipated expression.
"And you still argued with me tooth and nail. If I hadn't come, wouldn't you have been screwed?"
Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.
"We had to go through the motions. If we didn't act smart enough, what if you suddenly decided to sell us for real?"
Smart Head argued.
"Fine, I'll admit that makes sense."
He took out a wad of cash and handed it to him.
"Thank you, boss."
Smart Head said happily.
"Mm."
Liu Zheng nodded and turned to leave.
"Uncle Huang, I'm heading out."
When he reached the entrance of the residential complex, he greeted the old security guard.
"Did you kill that little ghost?"
The old security guard glanced at him.
"No. I paid his medical bills and let him go."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
"Mm, you're a decent kid."
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