The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 487 - 390: You weren’t fired before for causing trouble, were you?

Chapter 487: Chapter 390: You weren’t fired before for causing trouble, were you?

"I don’t know anything."

Mr. Batiao suddenly turned around, then grabbed the pipe above and jumped back onto the platform.

"Mr. Batiao, my salary hasn’t been paid yet."

Liu Zheng shouted.

"I’m not your boss, why should I pay you?"

Mr. Batiao rolled his eyes.

"I just did so much work for you."

"This isn’t your Massage Department, you think you can stay for free?"

"That takes care of the coal transport costs. These golden balls are priced separately."

He pointed at the black balls by his feet.

"That little bit around your head counts as golden balls?"

Mr. Batiao sneered.

"Don’t quibble about the quantity, just tell me if they’re gold or not? Though I’m not clued in on the specifics, these golden balls should be quite helpful to you, right?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Well, kinda."

Mr. Batiao stubbornly replied.

In truth, he knew those golden balls were worth a fortune to him.

With them, he wouldn’t have to risk his life stoking fires when customers like Da Chuanliu came by in the future.

Of course, the golden balls would still meet their end.

But that was their job after all, so it wasn’t such a big deal.

If it weren’t for that, Mr. Batiao wouldn’t have considered letting Liu Zheng go.

Unfortunately for him, Liu Zheng had come without any intention of leaving in such a sorry state.

"What compensation are you looking for?"

Mr. Batiao hesitated for a while, but still asked.

Debts of gratitude are hard to repay, especially those from enemies.

"Mr. Batiao, you are wise and experienced, so naturally you know best how to compensate me."

Liu Zheng tossed the question back to him.

"...There’s a wastewater discharge pipe on the negative first floor."

Mr. Batiao finally spoke up after a long hesitation.

"Does it lead straight to the outside of Bathhouse Street?"

"No, but it’s not far from the entrance."

Mr. Batiao shook his head.

"By ’entrance,’ do you mean that archway?"

He asked.

"Exactly."

"OK."

Liu Zheng directly took out his phone, but then saw that the signal was barely one bar.

"Signal’s bad in the boiler room, if you want to make a call, you have to go outside."

Mr. Batiao said with a bit of schadenfreude.

Even though he wasn’t on the same team as Granny Tang, it was still somewhat over the line to plot so loudly right in front of him.

"Small matter. So, how do I find that drainpipe?"

Liu Zheng pocketed his phone and asked.

If he couldn’t call from the boiler room, he’d just go in the elevator. He just had to be a bit careful with his words.

After listening, Mr. Batiao hopped on the spot and a piece of something fell out of his pant leg.

"Here."

He picked up the thing and tossed it to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng caught it and saw that it was another piece of coal slag, seemingly no different from the one Yaoji had given him.

"Setting aside where it came from, that drainpipe wouldn’t happen to be an escape route you’ve kept for yourself, Mr. Batiao?"

He raised an eyebrow and asked.

"That’s none of your business."

Mr. Batiao puffed up his beard and glared at him.

"Mind what?"

A voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.

All three turned toward the door just in time to see Yaoji pushing the door open with one hand.

"Yo, it’s quite lively today. Long time no see, Yangzi, you’re getting prettier."

Yaoji’s eyes lit up when he saw Yangzi.

One reason he had developed so many "connections" in the bathhouse was his knack for noticing the positives in females.

Being beautiful was a plus, a good figure was a plus, proficiency was a plus, a good temperament was a plus, even inner beauty was a plus, and being of a rare species was also a perk.

Although Yaoji’s aesthetic standards were certainly biased, whenever he was interested in a female, he could spot merits from all angles—and genuinely so.

Thus, he was almost invincible when it came to wooing women.

Not only the bathhouse staff but also many customers fell under Yaoji’s spell.

It’s said that even Granny Tang once had a long private meeting with him.

It was after that meeting that Yaoji, the director, shifted from a neutral stance to an opposition one.

"Hey, you two, speaking ill of me behind my back isn’t too polite, is it?"

Yaoji’s face twitched as he looked at the two whisperers.

"I was just educating the newbie about some workplace knowledge, Director Yaoji, you might be a little too sensitive."

Yangzi replied calmly and confidently.

As an employee of the Servicing Department with a strong backing, she wasn’t too afraid of Yaoji.

"What workplace knowledge is this, he’s not a female. Yangzi, don’t push me away like that. Remember, when you were harassed by a client, it was me who helped you out of the situation."

Yaoji said cheerfully.

"And then you said I had bad luck and wanted to read my palm, later you even said you wanted to check my bones."

Yangzi chuckled.

"It’s quite normal for a senior employee to care about a newbie, right?"

Yaoji said unashamedly.

"But you grabbed harder than that customer, and in the end you didn’t even tell me what you found."

Yangzi said with an expressionless face.

"Eee~"

Liu Zheng now understood why Yangzi disliked Yaoji so much.

"Um, Mr. Batiao, I hope the new guy hasn’t caused you any trouble?"

Yaoji quickly changed the subject.

"Heh."

Mr. Batiao gave him a mocking smile.

"Not to say, Yangzi ’hehing’ me is one thing, but why are you ’hehing’ me too, Mr. Batiao?"

Yaoji was bemused.

"Then you should ask your ’new guy’ here."

Mr. Batiao stressed the words ’new guy.’

"Ren He, what did you do?"

Yaoji looked at Liu Zheng.

"I just did a few things within my means to help Mr. Batiao. Maybe Mr. Batiao was so moved by my diligence and capability that he’s at a loss for words."