The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 411 - 353: Hey, give me sandpaper to scrub the groove_2

Chapter 411: Chapter 353: Hey, give me sandpaper to scrub the groove_2

"You can’t just give up being the boss’s family like that,"

Secretary Li gave him a scornful look.

It’s true that the bathhouse can make money, but those houses, savings, stocks, and such didn’t fall from the sky, you can’t just give them up.

Besides, Zhen Xinzhai isn’t a fool, and he wouldn’t easily give up his shares in the bathhouse.

"So what do we do? If they really want to negotiate cooperation, I’m not qualified to make the decision. That young man is not an easy one to deal with; if he thinks we are deliberately making things difficult for him and starts causing trouble at the bathhouse, I won’t be able to stop him,"

Old Fourth complained with a distressed look on his face.

Even if he could stop it, he wouldn’t dare.

When the man came, he got a card worth twenty thousand and had a mummy with him that looked like it could throw a punch, and he was a staff member at Bloody Restaurant.

With money, muscle, and connections like his, even if he couldn’t take on Ga Ga Shuang, taking down a lobby manager like me would be no trouble at all.

What am I going to do if they bag me up after work? There’s no reasoning with that.

"But you are the lobby manager, if you don’t step in, who will?"

Secretary Li was also annoyed, so she used her words to corner him.

"Well, I’ll just have him come to the office to talk. After all, the boss said it’s up to the two of us to entertain him."

Old Fourth had been a lobby manager for many years, and he certainly wasn’t going to be cornered by a single remark.

"Hey, Old Fourth, do you really not take on any responsibility? Are you even a man?"

Even knowing his nature, Secretary Li still became furious when she heard him say that.

"I am a man, but I’m also my mother’s son and my wife’s husband. If I die taking the heat for you, are you going to visit my grave? My wife would dig me right back up from my coffin,"

Old Fourth showed no signs of shame.

"You! Forget it... Just go and calm the situation, and I’ll call the boss, okay?"

Secretary Li said, feeling helpless.

The boss usually had an okay temper, but when it came to the topic of divorce, she would fly off the handle like she’d taken gunpowder.

Calling her now would inevitably lead to a scolding.

But now that Old Fourth was clearly trying to pass the buck to her, she had no choice.

"You’ve always got a trick up your sleeve, Secretary Li. Later, I’ll get a couple of stupid chickens and a big goose and have the kitchen stew them up. You must come and have some."

Old Fourth immediately put on a smile.

"Are you doing the cooking? It’s surely another case of offering someone else’s flowers as a tribute, right?"

Secretary Li glanced at him.

Having been colleagues and competitors for so many years, she knew this man too well.

"Hey, no matter who prepares it, as long as everyone eats and drinks well, that’s good. I’ve got to go serve those two ’masters’ now,"

Old Fourth said while heading outside, even thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

"That Old Fourth, really slippery,"

Secretary Li shook her head and took out her phone.

"Xiao Ma, have those customers finished bathing yet?"

Old Fourth went back to the dressing room and called a waiter over to ask.

"Not yet, the human and the Minotaur bathe quickly, but the mummy is meticulous and needs to spend a bit more time."

The waiter replied.

"That’s good, that’s good,"

Old Fourth sighed in relief and felt a bit curious at the same time.

How does a mummy take a bath?

"What, a mummy can’t bathe? This is what you call a stereotype, you know?"

Facing the same question from Liu Zheng, Doctor Nile rubbed his own crotch area as he spoke.

"Aren’t your methods of preservation just drying out? If you soak in water, won’t you just rot?"

He pointed out the problem.

"Then just dry off again. I am a priest of God La, summoning sunlight is effortless for me,"

Doctor Nile said proudly.

"Hey, help me scrub here,"

He spread his gluteal muscles and spoke to Niu Daji.

"Eh? Me?"

Niu Daji was taken aback.

"Otherwise, who? Do you expect him to scrub for me?"

Dr. Nile said.

He was a priest when he was still human, belonging to the noble class.

After becoming a mummy, he also became the owner of a clinic, effortlessly giving orders, let alone someone like Niu Daji who wasn’t even human.

Dr. Nile was polite and respectful to Liu Zheng, and even a bit ingratiating, but that didn’t mean he treated everyone else—or every non-human—the same way.

Niu Daji looked pitifully at Liu Zheng and was then decisively ignored.

He wasn’t some soft-hearted sap, just helping with a scrub, not licking the trench and all that jazz.

"Sigh."

Niu Daji resignedly picked up the towel, ready to help Dr. Nile with his scrub.

"Hold on, that won’t get it clean, use that one."

Dr. Nile pointed to the sandpaper on the shelf.

"Mummy sir, that’s for us artiodactyls to file our hooves with."

Niu Daji exclaimed in shock.

"So what? Sildenafil wasn’t invented for erectile dysfunction either."

Dr. Nile said nonchalantly.

Once the three of them finished bathing, they returned to the locker room and changed into the bathrobes handed to them by an attendant.

"All done with your baths? How do you like our shower facilities?"

Lao Si promptly appeared from the side.

"Pretty good, it’s just that your sandpaper’s grit isn’t fine enough. It didn’t clean my trench well enough."

Dr. Nile gave his feedback.

"It’s our lack of preparation, I’ll have a word with procurement and get some above 2000 grit next time."

Lao Si responded earnestly.

Polishing involves coarse, medium, fine, ultra-fine grinding, and mirror polishing.

Sandpapers above 2000 grit are already used for ultra-fine grinding, generally even for sharpening knives around 1200 grit is considered quite sufficient.

"Not bad, you guys really do deliver good service here. Shame it’s not in the city, or I’d come by more often."

Dr. Nile said, pleased.

"You can still come even if it’s not in the city; you’re a VIP here. Just give us a call, and I’ll personally carry the sedan to pick you up."

Lao Si said with a smile.

Listening to their conversation, Liu Zheng appeared expressionless on the sideline, but inwardly, he was frantically posting ’old man shaking on the subway’ emojis.

Compared to those terrifying and bizarre crises, it was this omnipresent disharmony in Metropolis that truly made him realize he was in a twisted world.

"Manager Lao Si, what’s the plan next?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Whatever you want, if you feel like hitting the sauna, we’ll go to the sauna. If you feel like getting a scrub, we’ll go for a scrub. If you want something to eat or drink, I’ll have the kitchen prepare our special dishes for you right away,"

Lao Si said with a beaming face.

Of course, there was something he didn’t express out loud.

If you want to leave, I can arrange for the sedan to take you back to the city right now.

"Manager Lao Si, I see you’re a smart man, so I’ll just be direct. You should know why I’m here, right?"

Liu Zheng put a tentacle on his shoulder.

"This... yes, of course."

Facing his sharp gaze, Lao Si had no choice but to respond honestly.

"Since I’m on a tight schedule, let’s just proceed with what needs to be done,"

Liu Zheng said.

If the owner of Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse had been here, he wouldn’t have been in such a hurry; he would’ve preferred to first build rapport, find common ground in their interests, and discuss future cooperation.

But since the owner of Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse wasn’t present, he needed to speed up the pace.

This way, whether the other party was truly absent or pretending to be, he would have time to respond accordingly.

"Having you come all this way, if we went straight to business without proper hospitality, word might get out that we at Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse don’t know how to treat people. How about we eat first? I can accompany you for a couple of drinks before we continue."

Lao Si still tried to push back a bit.

"I’m not one for appetizers; I like to get straight to the main course. If Manager Lao Si intends to delay further, then I will take it that Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse has no intention of cooperating.

"I’m using my time off to discuss this partnership with you. Do you have any idea how precious a Bloody Restaurant delivery guy’s vacation time is?

"An hour’s worth of time is enough for me to blow up a street in the city. This time I’ve come in peace, only bringing some self-defense items. Blowing up the bathhouse street might be a stretch, but blowing up a bathhouse should be well within my capabilities."

Liu Zheng still had steam rising off him, but his face was as cold as ice.