The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 435 - 364: Ace Technician Liu Zheng_2

Chapter 435: Chapter 364: Ace Technician Liu Zheng_2

"Cough cough."

At that moment, a young man standing behind him coughed.

Zhen Xinzhai, who had a defiant look on his face, instantly shrank his neck and unconsciously clenched his legs and shut his mouth.

Seeing this, Liu Zheng and Old Fourth both turned their attention to the young man.

The boy had a mushroom haircut, handsome features, a slender figure, and a bare, fair upper body. He was wrapped in a red prayer skirt that gave him a rather eerie aura.

"Let’s talk business."

The boy in the red skirt said indifferently.

"Hi, ah, no, yes, yes."

Zhen Xinzhai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while nodding and bowing to him.

"Do you recognize this person?"

Liu Zheng asked Old Fourth.

"Haven’t seen him in Bathhouse Street, but I wouldn’t rule out the possibility that he has changed his appearance."

Old Fourth shook his head.

Since their bathhouse had the means to change a person’s appearance, other bathhouses might as well.

He was about to speak when he suddenly felt as if he was being watched.

Liu Zheng looked down and met the eyes of the boy in the red skirt.

Those eyes carried a trace of scrutiny, a double dose of admiration, and seven parts of greed.

It was like a vortex, wanting to engulf his entire spirit.

"Creep."

Liu Zheng waved his hand in disgust, his long, straight arm slicing through their gaze like a sword.

"Hiss~"

The boy in the red skirt looked down, and two tears of blood trickled from the corners of his eyes.

"Possessed by murderous aura, a fine woman indeed, this king is set on her."

A strange smile appeared on his face.

Despite taking a small loss in the first exchange, the greed in the boy in the red skirt’s eyes grew more intense, almost turning into hunger.

"Let’s go to the finance room."

Zhen Xinzhai steadied himself, gestured, and led a group of people towards the upstairs.

"Wait a minute, President Zhen, what are you doing in the finance room?"

Old Fourth stretched out his arms, blocking their way.

"Is it your business where I go?"

Zhen Xinzhai said rudely.

"Where you go is none of my business, but as the lobby manager, I’m in charge of everything in this hall. You’re bringing so many people upstairs without buying tickets. If a customer loses something, that’s on me."

Old Fourth quickly thought of an excuse.

"They’re all my friends. Can’t I invite my friends to take a bath?"

Zhen Xinzhai argued.

"Sure, but President Yuan said, except for those she instructed, no one else may sign for anything. President Zhen, if you want to treat, you’ll have to pay out of your own pocket for your friends’ tickets."

Old Fourth said, eyeing the people behind Zhen Xinzhai.

After a thorough check, he didn’t recognize a single face, nor could he discern any specific style from their attire.

He felt a chill in his heart; if they were strong outsiders, fine, but if they were local toughs, their appetite must be huge.

"Old Fourth, are you really not giving me face today?"

Zhen Xinzhai said, his face flushing.

It wasn’t just because he had come with a group this time; even when he had come alone in the past, he had never been so embarrassed.

"Face is earned, not given. Besides, this is a bathhouse, a place of business; we’re talking about rules, not face."

Old Fourth spoke righteously.

"Uh..."

Although the staff in the hall mostly sided with Old Fourth, they couldn’t help but roll their eyes covertly at his statement.

Talking about rules not face, who doesn’t know Manager Four loves to play favorites and give face the most?

"You!"

Zhen Xinzhai knew this too, so when he heard Old Fourth say that, he was about to explode in anger.

"You, go buy the tickets."

The boy in the red skirt stopped him from erupting and whispered.

"Alright, fine."

Zhen Xinzhai walked begrudgingly to the front desk.

"Hurry up, give me fifty-three tickets."

He said impatiently to the front desk.

"That’ll be two thousand six hundred fifty dollars, credit or cash?"

The clerk asked.

"Why is it so expensive?!"

Zhen Xinzhai’s eyes widened.

"Where is it expensive? It’s been this price for years. Don’t slander with open eyes; running a bathhouse is hard! If you think it’s expensive, you should reflect on yourself. Have you been working hard all these years, or just lazing at home living off others?"

Old Fourth spoke sarcastically.

Zhen Xinzhai was the owner’s husband, so he usually signed for expenses, naturally unaware of the actual prices of various services.

"Old Fourth, who the hell are you talking about?"

Zhen Xinzhai cursed.

"I didn’t name anyone, just saying, if the shoe fits, wear it."

Old Fourth said.

"Hmph, keep boasting now, you’ll be crying later."

Zhen Xinzhai spoke with a sinister tone, then walked back to the young man in the red dress.

"Um, the drinks... oh no, President Yuan, I didn’t bring enough money, what do you think?"

He asked cautiously.

"You, go pay."

The young man in the red dress looked at him disdainfully and said to one of his subordinates.

"Yes."

The subordinate bowed slightly and then followed Zhen Xinzhai.

And their conversation naturally reached the ears of Liu Zheng and Old Fourth.

"Manager Four, something seems off."

Liu Zheng said.

"I feel the same, President Liu, you go first."

"Does President Yuan usually give Zhen Xinzhai money?"

He asked.

"Yes. I once overheard her complaining to Secretary Li, saying that Zhen Xinzhai does nothing at home, just keeps asking him for money."

Old Fourth said.

"Since that’s the case, he shouldn’t be unable to produce even two thousand dollars. I suspect..."

"He went to the casino and lost all his money."

Old Fourth interjected.

"Exactly, and I suspect he didn’t just lose his own money but gambled away the entire Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse as well."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Damn Zhen Xinzhai, this indeed sounds like something that bastard would do."

They were whispering up until now, but Old Fourth couldn’t help but curse out loud with that remark.

"Does he have the authority to transfer the bathhouse?"

Liu Zheng asked.

If it were a real bathhouse, that would be virtually impossible, but Liu Zheng wasn’t very familiar with the laws of the Metropolis.

"No. Not to mention the owner is the legal representative, Zhen Xinzhai owns less than half the shares, insufficient to meet the conditions for transferring the bathhouse."

Old Fourth said.

"Why does he only have half of the shares, wasn’t the property split equally in the divorce?"

"It was split equally, but the owner’s assets are not limited to just this one. Plus, even if the bathhouse was split in half, the owner didn’t control 100% of the shares."

Old Fourth replied.

"Then whose hands are the remaining shares in?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"They’re with a few of the original employees, totaling less than 5%, as a means to motivate the staff."

Old Fourth said.

"Did your boss marry Zhen Xinzhai before the bathhouse was established or after?"

He further asked.

"Before."

"Then your boss was probably not just trying to motivate his employees."

Liu Zheng mused.

"Do you mean President Liu is suggesting that the boss had anticipated the divorce with Zhen Xinzhai?"

Old Fourth understood his implication.

"After all, divorces are seldom the result of a sudden impulse; most are due to long-standing rifts. Plus, even if President Yuan hadn’t anticipated this, as a smart person, it’s only right to leave himself an escape route."

He said.

"President Liu makes sense, I really am only suited to be a lobby manager, my scope is too small to be a boss."

Old Fourth said self-deprecatingly.

"That’s not true, Manager Four just lacks a chance to prove himself. If one day you strike out on your own, be sure to let me know, preferably set up in the city, and I’ll definitely support you."

Liu Zheng said.

If it were set up outside the city, then he wouldn’t be able to make it, given the insufficient delivery time.

The rare luxury of a day off like today, he guessed he might not encounter it again for another year and a half.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Liu Zheng reacted, quietly spitting a few times.

Who the hell would want to stay in the Metropolis for another year and a half, thinking he wasn’t dying fast or miserably enough?

By then, Zhen Xinzhai had finished buying the tickets and was leading the young man in the red dress and his group upstairs.

"Wait a second."

Someone stopped them again, and this time it was Liu Zheng.

"Little sister, what are you up to? Don’t rush, wait till everything is over, then I’ll come find you to exchange some skills."

Zhen Xinzhai said with a lecherous expression.

"None of your business."

Liu Zheng said coldly, then turned to the young man in the red dress.

"That guy over there not wearing clothes, what were you just looking at?"

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