Wang Manni?
The person who placed the order seed to be surnad Wang?
Could it be the sa person?
"Thank you."
Liu Zheng replied politely, then stepped out of the elevator.
Outside was a long corridor with offices on both sides.
"401, 402, 403... found it."
He pushed the door open.
Inside was a massive space filled with cross-shaped cubicles arranged neatly—at least a hundred workstations visible at a glance.
Hearing the noise, employees behind their workstations looked up.
Over a hundred faces of various styles stared at Liu Zheng, nearly triggering his trypophobia.
"Ahem, may I ask which one is Manager Wang? His delivery has arrived."
He raised the delivery container to indicate.
"Manager Wang is in a eting. Give it to , I'll pass it to him later."
A woman with a 3D-style face stood up and walked toward Liu Zheng.
"And you are?"
"I'm his secretary."
The woman said.
He glanced at the woman's chest—the employee badge clearly read:
Sales Departnt Specialist, Wang Manni.
"How long will his eting take?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"That's hard to say—maybe ten minutes, maybe an hour."
Wang Manni replied.
"Then where is he eting? I can deliver it there."
"What? Are you afraid I'll steal his food?"
Wang Manni let out a coquettish laugh.
It had to be said—her figure was quite good, her custom-tailored suit dress was very eye-catching, and her 3D face modeling was top-tier studio quality.
Definitely fappable.
Under normal circumstances, Liu Zheng wouldn't mind exchanging so playful banter with her.
Even knowing this woman wasn't human.
But now that he knew she was a bitch, he instantly lost all interest, feeling only annoyance.
He was a proper guy who only preferred the pure-and-sexy style.
"Yes, very afraid."
So he said bluntly.
"My dress alone costs over eight thousand—you think I'd steal takeout?"
Wang Manni burst into exaggerated laughter.
But she controlled her tone well, not making it uncomfortable.
"Since when do rich people not steal takeout?"
Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.
"I know this tree that even tries to steal piss. But it could easily afford a bottle of Vlad III Limited Edition."
"Are you saying you're richer than it?"
Wang Manni stopped laughing—she felt this delivery guy might be telling the truth.
She felt sowhat embarrassed, and that embarrassnt turned into irritation.
"If you know such wealthy people, why are you still delivering food?"
She asked with sarcastic mockery.
"Because the city is big, and I want to see everywhere."
Liu Zheng's response left Wang Manni speechless, so she returned to the main topic.
"Manager Wang doesn't like being disturbed during etings. Either give it to or wait until he returns from his eting."
He glanced at his phone—thirty minutes left.
Actually, how much ti remained didn't matter—that Manager Wang definitely wouldn't obediently return before the deadline.
He knew these order-placing types all too well.
Just as Liu Zheng was about to speak, he suddenly rembered the security guard's reminder.
Argue in private, fight in public.
Liu Zheng glanced at Wang Manni—standard white-slim-but-not-young style. One tentacle could take down ten of her.
But considering her high inco, in this money-obsessed world, her combat ability probably wasn't weak.
So he decided to change tactics.
"The delivery isn't urgent. That dress you're wearing is really beautiful—where did you buy it? I'd like to get one for my girlfriend too."
Liu Zheng said with a beaming smile.
"Huh?"
Wang Manni was completely thrown off.
She was ready to go full throttle, but he surrendered faster than the French.
She couldn't release her anger, but you don't hit a smiling person, so she replied:
"This was custom-made by a tailor. He only accepts appointnts from high-inco individuals."
Wang Manni emphasized the words "high-inco."
"Perfect timing then. My girlfriend is the executive chef's assistant at the Bloody Restaurant—she should count as high-inco, right?"
Liu Zheng said with a smile.
He'd checked—Salmon was a female cat.
Though having a cat as a girlfriend was a bit strange, there was no other option.
It wasn't like he was human anymore anyway.
Couldn't exactly use Bullhorse or White Feather Chicken as substitutes, right?
French plane tree? That thing might not even have a gender.
As for Si Xue—Liu Zheng didn't dare.
He was afraid he'd get crushed to death just for suggesting it.
Oh, forgot about the Novelist too.
Whatever, not a big deal.
"Well..."
Wang Manni hesitated.
The executive chef's assistant at the Bloody Restaurant definitely qualified as high-inco.
"Soone as beautiful and generous as you, with such high inco—you wouldn't be unwilling to share, would you?"
Liu Zheng feigned surprise.
Wang Manni certainly didn't want to share.
If soone else wore the sa dress, wouldn't her money be wasted?
Sa outfit isn't scary—whoever looks worse feels awkward.
That's for regular clothes—who wants to match custom-made outfits?
But under her colleagues' watching eyes, Wang Manni couldn't refuse.
"Of course no problem. Take down this number."
She forced a smile and recited a string of digits.
Liu Zheng actually noted it down seriously—his mory was exceptionally good anyway.
And it might actually co in handy soday.
"I notice your earrings are also very beautiful—they have that noble, exquisite feel. If I gave these to my girlfriend, she'd be so happy she'd propose to on the spot."
Liu Zheng said with complete seriousness.
"Hahaha."
The office employees burst into laughter.
Wang Manni couldn't help but smile slightly.
"That won't do—the proposal should co from the guy. Right, ladies?"
She said.
"Assistant Wang is right."
The female employees chid in unison.
Feeling she'd gained so social points, Wang Manni felt pleased with herself.
"Assistant Wang clearly has great social connections—so many people respond to just one sentence."
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"Haha, everyone's just being supportive."
Wang Manni's smile beca slightly more genuine.
"Oh, right. Thank you for the tailor's number, Assistant Wang. This coffee is for you."
"I don't drink... uh, thank you."
She was about to say she doesn't drink outside coffee, but seeing it was Unlucky Coffee, she swallowed her words.
After all, not even drinking Unluck Coffee would make her seem unsociable.
Half-sugar caral macchiato with exquisite latte art—perfect for a tropolitan beauty like her.
Wang Manni even wondered if this delivery guy had a crush on her—why else would the coffee be so perfectly suited?
With all the flattery and coffee gifts, she really couldn't deliberately make things difficult anymore.
Especially with so many colleagues watching.
"Follow ."
Wang Manni put down the coffee and beckoned to Liu Zheng.
"Right away."
He followed Wang Manni to a small door.
Wang Manni gently knocked with her knuckles.
"What is it?"
An irritable voice ca from inside.
"Manager Wang, your delivery has arrived."
Wang Manni said in a professional tone.
"In a eting. Tell him to wait."
Manager Wang said impatiently.
Wang Manni looked at Liu Zheng, who pointed at his phone and shook his head.
"The delivery ti is almost up, and the delivery guy is quite anxious. Could you perhaps co out to get it?"
Rembering the caral macchiato, Wang Manni gritted her teeth and spoke up.
"I said stop bothering ! Can't you just sign for it yourself?"
Manager Wang's voice was nearly roaring now.
"Can't even handle such a simple thing—what exactly are you doing as an assistant?"
Wang Manni turned pale from the shouting.
She shook her head at Liu Zheng, indicating she couldn't do anything more.
"Thank you, Miss Wang. You've already helped a lot."
Liu Zheng thanked her sincerely.
"If it doesn't work, just wait a bit longer. I'll ask again for you in about ten minutes."
Feeling his sincerity, Wang Manni was willing to help a little more.
"No need. Even waiting ten more hours won't make him sign. In their eyes, only their own ti matters."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
"Then what do you plan to do?"
Wang Manni asked.
"..."
He smiled, then faced the cubicles and took a deep breath.
"EVERYONE, LOOK AT !"
He shouted loudly.
The employees who had already been secretly watching them all looked up.
"I have an announcent to make!"
Liu Zheng scanned the room, making sure every employee's attention was on him.
"THE BOSS IS A FUCKING IDIOT!"
He kicked open the conference room door.
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