The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 352 - 325: Senior, I’m not very convenient today

"Border Managent Bureau..."

Wang Manni flinched subconsciously at the na.

The residents of tropolis would almost never deal with this departnt in their lives, but that didn’t stop them from knowing how terrifying it could be.

When it ca to affairs involving the Border Managent Bureau, they could even snub the parliant.

Because, nominally, the Border Managent Bureau was one of City Hall’s constituent bodies, but in actuality, it reported directly to the Supre Speaker.

And that seat of the Supre Speaker had never changed hands since the foundation of tropolis and City Hall.

"What’s there to fear, you aren’t planning to emigrate illegally, are you?"

Liu Zheng glanced at her and said.

"Oh, Mr. Liu, please don’t talk nonsense."

Wang Manni quickly covered his mouth.

"With your deep connections, of course you’re not afraid, but a small fry like can’t afford to provoke them."

She spoke in a coquettish tone, her peripheral vision darting towards the pin on his chest.

"Small fry..."

Liu Zheng surveyed the spacious office and its luxurious decorations, curling his lip.

If Wang Manni was a small fry, then what was he?

Forget about a real leather sofa, he didn’t even have a camp bed!

Of course, Liu Zheng wasn’t planning on buying one either.

Anyone with half a brain knew that Niu Ma would definitely seize it under the guise of compliance testing, adding height to its pile of hay.

"Oh, right, Mr. Liu, the deputy director just happens to be out on a business trip, and he told to take good care of you, even giving the keys to his office. How about we go sit there?"

Wang Manni said as though she had just thought of it.

"The deputy director’s massage chair is a premium item sourced from the black market, reportedly once graced by a courtesan at top of the rankings."

She spoke as if she was offering a treasure.

"Is he really on a business trip?"

Liu Zheng said with a wry smile.

"Really, or else shall I have the deputy director call you right now?"

Wang Manni earnestly replied.

"No need."

He shook his head.

If he wasn’t out on a business trip before, he certainly was now.

He understood what she was getting at, she wanted to deepen their relationship but not too deeply.

After all, the strengths Liu Zheng had shown were half-real, half-bluff, while the big guns he had offended were all too real.

So, until that deputy director made up his mind, he probably wouldn’t be eting with him formally.

As long as they didn’t et, there was still room for maneuver.

"Alright, I’m off."

Standing up, he patted his backside and said.

Mmm, the feel was okay, just a bit hard.

"Won’t you stay a little longer? The deputy director also instructed to host a banquet for you at noon, it’s on his card."

Wang Manni said, touching her backside as she tried to keep him there.

"No need, my boss only gave one day off, I’ve got a pile of things waiting for to handle."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Alright then, I’ll walk you out."

Wang Manni accompanied him to the elevator.

"By the way, there was an elevator operator nad Jennifer who, I heard, resigned and went back to Old City District. Help inquire about her situation, and if possible, get her address."

Liu Zheng said.

"You can’t ever stop ddling, no wonder you’re always so busy."

Wang Manni spoke with a hint of sourness.

"I help those who help . If it weren’t for that, could you be standing here talking to ?"

He said indifferently.

"Mani will never forget the kindness you’ve shown ."

Wang Manni’s expression beca serious.

"You don’t need to go that far. Just rember, I respond to kindness with kindness, and to directness with directness."

Liu Zheng patted her chest, then turned around and entered the elevator.

Wang Manni stroked the spot he had patted, her gaze cryptic as she watched the closing elevator doors.

After leaving West River Center, Liu Zheng thought for a mont and then made a call to the novelist.

"Senior, you’re back!"

The novelist said happily.

"Yeah, I’m back."

"Did you manage to resolve your matter?"

The novelist asked with concern.

"It should be settled, City Hall shouldn’t be pulling a fast one on ."

Liu Zheng replied.

"That’s good to hear."

The novelist let out a sigh of relief.

"By the way, I brought back so local specialties from beyond the border. If it’s convenient for you, I can bring them over now."

He said.

"That might be a bit inconvenient."

The novelist hesitated a bit before answering.

"What’s wrong?"

Liu Zheng frowned.

What could possibly be inconvenient for her, a recluse web writer?

Even if she did kill a few more litterbugs, she’d let him take care of the aftermath.

"Just a small matter, I’ll contact you when I’m free. I have to go now, bye, senior."

The novelist hung up the phone.

"..."

With the phone in hand, Liu Zheng started brainstorming.

Given the novelist’s background, it was unlikely that anyone would provoke her.

And given her lifestyle, she was equally unlikely to provoke anyone else.

So the most likely possibility was the aftermath of the last Writers’ Association salon ball.

Liu Zheng wasn’t a mber of the Writers’ Association and, backed by Bloody Restaurant, the association couldn’t really punish him.

But the novelist, as an accessory, was perfect to take the fall.

Of course, it wasn’t wrong to punish her since she was the one who brought the person, to begin with.

Thinking this, he called the novelist again.

But this ti the call was cut after just two rings.

"Definitely trouble."

Liu Zheng’s frown deepened.

But without the novelist picking up the phone and not knowing anyone else from the Writers’ Association, he had no way to find out what was going on.

No, that’s not entirely true.

The images of Fei Shibu and Black Cat ca to mind.

One was a friend of the novelist, the other an acting vice president of the Writers’ Association; they must know sothing.

Only, how to get in touch with them?

At a loss, Liu Zheng decided to put the matter on hold for the mont.