The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 350 - 324: Didn’t get enough last time, stab her aga

"Okay, okay, Mr. Liu, I’ll definitely pass on the ssage,"

Wang Mani hung up the phone nervously.

"Wow, what an attitude, human. If you’re so aweso, why bother dealing with minor deals like this with ?"

The clerk sneered.

"Having power doesn’t an having money, and no one thinks they have too much money. Of course, you could also see as bluffing."

Liu Zheng crossed his legs in an arrogant manner.

"Even if you’re bluffing, it doesn’t matter. Even if you were the supre chancellor, I’d still pay what I need to pay."

Another clerk said.

"But, I don’t have ti to waste here with you. I’ll give you three more minutes. After that, I’ll offer a firm price. If you disagree, we don’t have to do business at all,"

another clerk stated.

"Fine. By the way, is this how you conduct business? Not even offering a cup of coffee?"

he complained.

Even Wang Mani knew to make him a nice cup of tea.

"Give him a latte, no sugar, no milk,"

a clerk coldly demanded.

A latte without sugar, isn’t that just plain coffee?

Liu Zheng hadn’t even begun to retort when a clerk beat him to it,

"Sorry, general manager, according to the rules, we cannot give products to custors unconditionally."

"Then deduct it from my free quota,"

another clerk said.

"Sorry, but your free quota for this month is already used up,"

the clerk replied.

"Then I’ll pay for it!"

Another clerk said impatiently.

"Sorry, you need to co here personally to pay the tip,"

the clerk replied again.

"... "

The faces fell silent.

"Let guess, you didn’t make up all these rules yourself, did you? And I’m sure you’ve set severe penalties to force your employees to follow them absolutely,"

Liu Zheng said with a strange expression.

"So what if I did? A good enterprise must have the strictest systems,"

a clerk stated.

"Right, right, right, you’re right. Ha ha ha ha!"

He rolled around on the couch, laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

Another clerk said with a displeased face.

"Sorry, I have this disease where I laugh when I see a boss falter,"

Liu Zheng said seriously.

"Soone like you with no discipline, if you were my employee, I would have gotten rid of you by now,"

a clerk said in a chilling tone.

"Soone like you, if you were my boss, I would have already blown up at you,"

he shot back.

All the employees gave Liu Zheng chilling looks, but he stared defiantly back at them.

He had confronted both Mr. Li and Peacock; what was a chain coffee shop general manager compared to them.

Just as the atmosphere was getting progressively tense, Liu Zheng’s phone rang.

"Mr. Liu, I’ve inquired for you. The deputy manager couldn’t confirm the value of what you ntioned, but based on Unlucky Coffee’s market value, around ten million seems appropriate,"

Wang Mani said.

"Good, thank you for the hard work,"

he hung up the phone.

"Ten million,"

Liu Zheng raised a tentacle.

"Fine. When will you deliver?"

A clerk agreed promptly.

"No rush, I might not even end up selling it to you,"

he shook his head.

"Are you playing gas with ?"

Another clerk frowned.

"Of course not, I need to first determine whether I can sell it at all before deciding whether to keep it. Otherwise, I would have directly used it for the business I needed it for, without bothering at all,"

Liu Zheng explained.

He had a lot of side missions he hadn’t completed, and if it weren’t for being here already, he wouldn’t even bother taking the job.

But a deal worth ten million was still worth the extra trouble.

"Heh, then wait till you have the goods before you talk to . Now you can get lost,"

the clerk spoke bluntly.

"Hold on,"

"What else do you want to say?"

Another clerk asked impatiently.

"Oh, I wasn’t talking to you. I just want to buy so coffee,"

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Hmm, typical Bloody Restaurant people, all so annoying,"

The blood curtain shrunk into Blood Spring and was absorbed back into the heart.

A clerk brought out a roll of electrical tape and patched up the wound.

"Guest, may I ask what would you like?"

The first clerk asked politely.

"This, this, and this, none of these. For the rest, three of each,"

Liu Zheng said extravagantly.

He considered this trip a victorious return and thought a celebration was indeed an order.

"Ssss~"

So fifteen minutes later, he exited Unlucky Coffee with a face peeled raw.

Liu Zheng didn’t know what possessed the general manager to set such a tipping standard.

He also didn’t know who else would buy such terrible coffee besides him.

Arriving at the main gate of West River Center, he walked in with his head held high.

Actually, this visit was also for probing, since West River Center was also within Peacock’s influence.

If Peacock was still not willing to let Liu Zheng go, then the property managent at West River Center would show corresponding reactions.

Being troubled at West River Center was safer than being personally troubled by Peacock.

Upon entering, the security guard reading the newspaper looked up at him.

It naturally wasn’t the sa one as before.

"Where’s the previous security guard?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Which previous security guard?"

The security guard countered.

"The one before you, the one who used to be an editor,"

he said.

"Why should I tell you?"

The guard lowered his head again.

"Who dropped so money?"

Liu Zheng’s hand slipped, and two banknotes fell on the security guard’s big leather shoes.

"I saw this one drop from you. I’m not sure about the other one. I’ll keep it for now until we check the surveillance, and then find the owner,"