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

"I don't."

How could the Twelve Single Women tolerate this? They subconsciously wanted to refute.

"Meow?"

Chat Noir snorted and pulled a monocle out of his vest.

"I agree. I agree."

The Twelve Single Ladies were so frightened that their long hair exploded into pieces like sea urchins, and they kept shouting.

"Meow~"

The black cat gave a satisfied cry and put the monocle back.

"So sir, what do you think Miss Hishikibu should do to show her sincerity in her apology?"

It asked Liu Zheng politely.

"What do you say?"

Liu Zheng looked at the novelist.

"This is a matter between Miss Hishikibu and you. It can only be decided by you."

Before the novelist could speak, Black Cat shook his head.

"Then let her be our waitress."

He thought for a moment and said.

"It's a really creative idea. I approve of it."

Black Cat's eyes lit up.

There was a strong resentment in Hishikibu's eyes, but she could only be angry but not speak out.

If she dared to disobey Black Cat's management, she would never be able to attend such a salon dance in the future.

Even if the host was not Black Cat, he would not tolerate such behavior that challenged authority.

Moreover, given Black Cat's status, even if they are not in the same field as her, she can still exert pressure in other ways.

Although being a waiter is embarrassing, it is not worth it for Hiashikibu to go all out.

"Although Ms. Hishikibu has expressed her apology, I also have a certain responsibility as the host, so I want to apologize."

The black cat thought about it and said to Hishikibu.

"Ms. Hishikibu, please pour a glass of 'Extreme Joy Leads to Sorrow' for this person. What shall I call you?"

Black Cat asked.

"Just call me 'the delivery man'."

"Okay, go pour this delivery man a glass of 'Excessive Joy Leads to Sorrow'."

The black cat ordered.

"it is good."

Hiashikibu squeezed out a word from between her teeth and then quickly left.

After all, the Writers Association is not an organization with strict discipline. Black Cat can make her obey in action, but cannot make her submit in attitude.

"Ugh."

Seeing her like this, the black cat also sighed.

Although it had no good feelings towards Hiashikibu, it did not want such a troublemaker to be in the association.

After all, it is quite troublesome to make a big author completely disappear from the association or even the metropolitan city.

It doesn't even have enough time to count money every day, so how can it have the time to take care of such things?

But as the popular candidate for the next vice president, it has to take care of it.

"As expected of a bloody restaurant, they even have stock of the 'Phoenix' which hasn't appeared for hundreds of years."

Kuroneko put Hiashikibu aside and started chatting with Liu Zheng.

With its eyes, it could naturally see that the power of the four virtues on his body was stripped from the Phoenix.

"It's just some employee benefits, not worth mentioning."

Liu Zheng is humble but also a little arrogant.

"I wonder if Mr. Deliveryman is interested in transferring the business?"

There was a strange light flashing in the black cat's light green pupils.

Chapter 221 Si Xue: Keep that woman away, the sour smell is off my chest

"what?"

Liu Zheng never expected that such a sentence would come out.

But then I thought about it, and it made sense.

After all, if Si Xue could tear the five virtues from the Phoenix and pass them on to him, others could naturally tear them off from him and pass them on to themselves.

Moreover, Wude seems to be quite compatible with the Writers Association.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you a price that satisfies you."

"Besides, I see that you are barely able to bear these 'words'. If they are triggered a few more times, you might be crushed to death."

Black Cat said.

"Then I wonder which 'word' the Great Fool wants?"

Liu Zheng asked.

He was indeed a little curious. Among the vested interests of these metropolises, could there be any eccentrics who met the standards of the "Five Virtues"?

"Um"

Hearing his question, Black Cat fell into deep thought.

Indeed, it was just an impulse purchase, without thinking carefully about whether it would be useful to it.

Although Black Cat has always considered himself to be original and unconventional and not to go along with the mainstream views of the metropolis, to become a great author, he certainly has to do a lot of things.

Even if it does not suppress others, others will want to step on it to get to the top.

The number of dead souls under its control is enough to hold a salon dance party.

But it’s not the case that the black cat can’t handle it at all.

In the metropolis, there is still a virtue that everyone dislikes but has to abide by.

"I want to buy your word '信'."

The black cat said after thinking for a moment.

In the metropolis, keeping one's word is a very serious rule.

Although the city hall has not enacted specific regulations for this purpose, everyone can feel the hidden restraint.

Although there are ways to circumvent commitments or contracts, Black Cat's career has been booming, so he has never resorted to those unorthodox methods.

Therefore, it still has the confidence to stand up to the word "faith".

Just as Liu Zheng was about to speak, the phone rang.

He looked at the phone number and his face changed.

"Excuse me, answer the phone."

He raised his phone to indicate.

The black cat expressed his understanding and took the initiative to move aside.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Liu Zheng pressed the answer button and said respectfully.

The novelist standing by saw how servile he was and a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

"Tell the woman next to you to stay away. Her sour smell is making me sick."

Si Xue said lightly.

"Uh, okay."

Liu Zheng gave the novelist a helpless smile and then walked away a little.

"Humph, why choose someone else as your mistress? Why choose someone who is born to be a widow? What? Do you think your life is too long?"

Si Xue taunted.

"Boss, what can I do for you?"

He did not respond to Si Xue's words.

Putting aside whether the novelist is his mistress, can he live longer if he finds someone else?

Among the females in the metropolis, which one is the most frugal?

"I forgot to remind you, you can use those words, but if you dare to sell them to others, I will burn you and apply it to the phoenix."

Si Xue said coldly.

"Uh, okay, boss."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone and wiped the non-existent cold sweat off his forehead.

Although he had no intention of selling it to Black Cat, Si Xue's warning still served as a reminder to him.

It seems that the "Five Virtues" are not something common even for Si Xue.

So, are the things sealed in those obsidian pillars Si Xue’s personal collection, or are they the restaurant’s accumulation over the years?

Liu Zheng returned to the novelist while thinking.

"Senior, are you okay?"

the novelist asked with concern.

In fact, with her hearing, she could hear their conversation clearly, but out of respect for Liu Zheng, she deliberately avoided hearing it.

"It's okay, just a work reminder."

Liu Zheng smiled.

"Mr. Delivery Man, have you thought it through?"

The black cat came over and asked eagerly.

"I'm sorry, this is the restaurant's property, and I personally do not have the authority to sell or exchange it."

he said apologetically.

"That's fine. Maybe that's a good thing, too."

The black cat felt lost for a while, but soon felt relieved.

Although it feels that it can carry the word "faith", it actually does not have complete confidence.

After all, it just kept its promise and did not do anything remarkable to keep its promise.

Black Cat's career is at its peak now. If he were to be crushed to death by the word "trust" because of his arrogance, his opponents would definitely laugh and might even open champagne in front of his grave.

After chatting for a few more words, Hishikibu walked over from a distance holding a plate.

Her steps were steady and powerful, her body was very stable, and the wine glasses on the tray didn't even shake a bit.

If the gorgeous five-color twelve-piece kimono worn by Hishikibu was replaced with a vest and trousers, she would indeed look like a high-class waiter.

Unfortunately, her face was frighteningly gloomy, and there was a slight oozing of blood in her pupils, making her look more like an assassin with murderous intent than a waitress.

"Your 'extreme joy leads to sorrow'."

Hiiragi Shikibu handed the tray to Liu Zheng stiffly, and her tone was even stiffer than her movements.

"Thank you."