"Bro, this is too big a decision for me to make."
The manager said awkwardly.
"Double the price. How much you make depends on your own ability. You can refuse me, but you'd better think carefully about the consequences."
Liu Zheng said calmly.
"Sigh, since you've put it that way, I'll figure out how to explain it to the boss afterward."
The manager said with a bitter smile.
"Good. Go bring me their contracts."
He ordered.
"Sure, bro."
The manager obediently brought over the contracts.
Bobo's was an ordinary contract. Paying some liquidated damages would be enough.
Luoluo's was a contract of indenture. She could only regain her freedom after repaying both the principal and interest in full.
"How much does she still owe you?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Let me check. The principal is one hundred thousand, and the interest is thirty-six thousand seven hundred eighty-three."
The manager said after glancing at his phone's memo.
"How long has she been working here?"
He asked again.
"A year and a half."
"So she worked for a year and a half, didn't pay back a cent of the principal, and somehow accumulated over ten thousand more in interest?"
Liu Zheng's voice turned slightly cold.
"Well, you have to take her performance into account, and deduct meal fees, accommodation fees, clothing fees, training fees, and so on."
The manager gradually trailed off.
"Heh. You'd better pray I never get another order from your club—and that the diner's wish isn't to burn you all alive."
He took out three hundred thousand and placed it on the table, then used the flames of Anger to burn the two contracts of indenture into ashes.
"Squat down."
He looked at the manager as he spoke.
Though the manager was short and his tentacles were long, it was