It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

The white-collar man with glasses tilted his head back in fear, fearing that Liu Zheng would bite his face off.

"With your strength and courage, you dare to attack me? Who gave you the courage?"

This time, Liu Zheng sent a tentacle towards the middle of his face, messing up all his facial features.

"Tell me, why did you attack me?"

he asked.

The man with glasses lowered his head and remained silent.

"You don't want to tell me, right? Fine, I'll take you to Bad Luck Coffee right now, and you pay the tip for me."

Liu Zheng said as he dragged him towards the Unlucky Coffee Shop.

"I said."

Looking at the bleeding deer head looking at him, the man with glasses said in horror.

"So you can talk. I'll give you three chances to say something. If you can't say it clearly, you'll have your face chopped, your eyes scraped, and your ears picked."

Liu Zheng said grimly.

"Our director said that if I kill you, you can be promoted directly to assistant director, and then you can be released as a manager when there is a vacancy."

The man with glasses said quickly.

"Your director? You and Wang Manni are in the same department?"

he asked.

“A company, but not a division.”

"Then why do you always supervise this trivial matter?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"Because the manager Wang you killed was an undercover agent sent to that department by our director."

The man with glasses said.

"Oh, I see."

He nodded.

The director of the man wearing glasses is spending a fortune on horse bones.

If he is willing to offer such a high price to avenge a dead undercover agent, then the living undercover agent will naturally get a higher reward.

"Whoever kills me gets paid?"

"No, only people from our department can do it."

The man with glasses said.

"So how do the people in your department compare to you?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"People of the same rank are all the same, but even if someone of a higher rank than me wants to kill you, their strength won't be much stronger than mine."

The man with glasses said.

"why?"

“I only know the result, not the reason.”

The man with glasses shook his head.

He knew that Liu Zheng had guessed a little.

It should be because the director’s reward was not quite legal.

"Very good, then you can die."

He pulled out the boning knife and pointed it at the bespectacled man's neck.

He thrust it back the same way the guy had just intended to thrust it in.

"No! I have a wife and children, don't kill me!"

The man with glasses screamed.

"No, it's a little funny for a person like you who lives in the metropolis to say such a line, isn't it?"

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

"I can buy my life with money."

The man with glasses quickly changed his words.

"That's right. How much?"

He slightly deflected the tip of the knife and stabbed it into the glasses man's shoulder, then turned it.

"Three!"

The man with glasses screamed.

"Thirty thousand? You want to buy your life with just this little money? Your life is too cheap."

Liu Zheng shook his head and pulled out the boning knife.

The man with glasses screamed again.

"Shh, stop shouting. They are all at work. It would be rude if you continue to shout."

The bloody boning knife was inserted into the glasses man's mouth, blocking his mouth.

"Also, quickly use your clothes to cover the blood, don't dirty the floor and cause trouble for others."

Liu Zheng remembered the last time he spit and bled profusely, and reminded him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Red tears flowed from under the glasses of the man with glasses.

"Oh, yes, where is the cleaning lady?"

He looked around but didn't see the cleaning lady.

Liu Zheng frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"Tell me how much. If you say less, I'll cut off your head and sell it to Bad Luck Coffee."

he said viciously.

"Fifty thousand yuan, that's all I have. My job title is just a specialist, and I spent all my family's money to get into the company."

The man with glasses said pitifully.

"Fifty thousand dollars can't buy your life."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

Just when the man with glasses was despairing, he spoke again.

"But you can sell me your life."

"what?"

The man with glasses looked at him in confusion.

"Come with me."

Liu Zheng put his arm around the man with glasses' neck and pulled him aside.

"What's your name?"

he asked.

"Yu, Yu will change the water."

The man with glasses said shiveringly.

"How many years have you been in the company?"

"Three years."

The man with glasses said.

“Three years and still a commissioner?”

"It doesn't matter if you don't have academic qualifications or gifts, that's all."

The man with glasses smiled bitterly.

“Want to be a manager?”

"think."

"How much do you think?"

"You can think of it that way if you become the emperor and die."

The man with glasses gritted his teeth.

"So hard-working? Then you won't make any money even if you die."

Liu Zheng said.

"If a manager dies on duty, the pension is two million."

"Wow, that's quite a lot."

It seems that companies in the metropolis are more conscientious than in reality, and of course, the competition is also more intense.

"I can help you become a manager."

He said.

"really?"

The man with glasses looked surprised.

"You should also know about Wang Manni. If I can help her become a manager, I can also help you."

"But our manager won't order takeout."

The man with glasses said.

If they want to wait until their manager is forced to be dispatched, that will take a long time.

"If he doesn't order, you can trick him into ordering."

"Besides, I'm not just good at fighting and killing. I have money, force, brains, background, and connections. I have everything you need."

Liu Zheng said.

"So what can I do for you?"

The man with glasses asked cautiously.

"You don't need to do anything for now. I'll call you when I need you. Don't worry, I never make things difficult for my partners. Wang Manni can prove that."

"it is good."

The man with glasses pushed up his glasses and said.

"Then bring the money."

He extended a tentacle.

"what?"

"You don't think you can attack me without paying a price? I don't want much, just 20,000 yuan."

Liu Zheng said.

Just enough to make up for the money I spent on buying wine.

"Ok."

The man with glasses took out the money reluctantly.

"It's a pleasure to work with you. OK, let's get back to work."

He patted the man with glasses on the shoulder.