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Chapter 621 - 456: Bao Bao Doesn’t Speak, but Bao Bao Feels Wronged_2

Chapter 621: Chapter 456: Bao Bao Doesn’t Speak, but Bao Bao Feels Wronged_2

"Excuse me, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

It approached politely and said.

"Oh, it’s like this. A guest on the fifth floor ordered delivery, and I need to send it up to him."

Liu Zheng said.

"I’m sorry, the fifth floor is our nightclub’s VIP area. Only members can enter, and they must have a reservation."

The Sheep Supervisor said in a diplomatic tone.

"That’s not right, isn’t it? Members should be able to bring guests in, shouldn’t they?"

He said.

"How do you kno..."

The Sheep Supervisor blurted out, then quickly shut his mouth.

"Just a guess."

Liu Zheng grinned.

Wang Manni might have a membership, but the colleagues she mentioned with lower positions certainly don’t.

Rather than believe that some leaders got them cards just to play with them, he was inclined to believe members could bring guests in.

"Well..."

The Sheep Supervisor’s eyes darted around as he quickly thought of an excuse.

"Clang!"

"Sheep Supervisor, I dropped something, could you help me pick it up?"

Liu Zheng’s tentacle was wrapped around a large bundle of cash, tapping it against another tentacle, as he leisurely said.

"Serving our guests is our duty."

The Sheep Supervisor beamed, picked up the slaughter knife respectfully handed it over, and skillfully slid the cash into his own pocket.

"Nice, I like you as you are now, no need to change back."

Liu Zheng said contentedly.

"As long as that guest comes out to verify his identity, he can take you in."

The Sheep Supervisor said.

"He can’t leave the delivery address. Would a phone call do?"

He asked.

"That won’t work. It must be a personal and card match."

The Sheep Supervisor said with difficulty.

"Even that doesn’t work?"

Liu Zheng pulled out another wad of cash.

"This really won’t work."

The Sheep Supervisor’s eyes were glued to the cash, but he didn’t budge on his stance.

"How about this then?"

All four of his tentacles were wrapped with cash.

"Please don’t make it difficult for me, should I give you back the money?"

The Sheep Supervisor said with a wry smile.

Even willing to return the money, it seems this point really can’t be breached.

"Um..."

Just as Liu Zheng and the Sheep Supervisor both fell into thought, while Bao Bao pretended to be pondering, Black Ape cautiously raised its large hand.

"Hmm?"

The Sheep Supervisor and Liu Zheng both looked over, causing it to shrink back its neck in fright.

"If you’re not sure, don’t talk nonsense."

The Sheep Supervisor said with a hint of threat.

"Let him talk, the sky won’t fall."

Liu Zheng said casually, and somehow a boning knife was in one of his tentacles, its tip pointing at the Sheep Ribs.

"Sir, weapons are prohibited inside the nightclub."

The Sheep Supervisor’s voice turned cold.

"Many people have said that."

His tentacle twisted in the air like a snake, the knife’s gleam dancing over various parts of the Sheep Supervisor.

"But they all ended up shutting up."

Liu Zheng stopped twisting the tentacle, the knife’s tip aimed at the Sheep’s upper head.

"Your nightclub is under the supervision of the City Supervision Department, right?"

He asked.

"Yes."

The Sheep Supervisor answered with a stiff resolve.

"My brother-in-law is at the City Supervision Department, he’s about to be promoted to a deputy section chief, is he qualified to oversee you?"

Liu Zheng asked in an inquisitive tone.

"Our boss also has some friends in the City Supervision Department."

The Sheep Supervisor tried to show authority through association.

"But whether my brother-in-law gets promoted depends on whether I can stay alive. And whether I stay alive depends on whether I can complete this delivery."

"A grudge from a dead-end section chief at the City Supervision Department wouldn’t be pleasant, would it?"

"If that’s not enough, I have a few good brothers at the Border Control Bureau, the Security Department, and the Sanitation Department, I’m sure they wouldn’t just watch me die."

He pulled out a City Hall Excellent Employee Family Member Badge and pinned it to his chest.

"With a family like yours, why deliver food? Isn’t that a pure case of mental illness?"

The Sheep Supervisor ridiculed furiously in his mind.

But being able to become the supervisor of a nightclub, his vision was naturally sharp, and from the aura itself, it could be seen that Liu Zheng wasn’t lying.

"Xiao Hei, think carefully before you speak."

The Sheep Supervisor glared at Black Ape.

"Speak boldly, and if you speak well, I will arrange a better job for you. How about a temporary job at the Border Control Bureau?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Really?"

Black Ape’s nostrils flared with excitement, blowing out white steam.

"Is there any need for me to lie to you?"

"Then I’ll say it. Supervisor, why not take a photo of this VIP, and then take it inside for that guest to identify?"

Black Ape said.

"Yes, yes, I’m thinking the same thing."

Bao Bao said as if waking from a dream.

"Think, my ass! Go squat somewhere."

The Sheep Supervisor angrily gave it a kick.

Bao Bao squatted down in grievance, wrapping itself with its large tail.

"Could I trouble the Sheep Supervisor to take a photo? Please don’t say the photo can’t prove it, then I might really get angry."

Liu Zheng said with a half-smiling expression.

"That won’t be necessary, I’ll take it right now."

The Sheep Supervisor wiped some cold sweat and said.

"Thank you."

He handed his phone to the Sheep Supervisor.

Although it was an old phone, it still had a camera function.

Of course, you couldn’t expect much in terms of image quality.

"Please wait a moment, I’ll go verify it now."

The Sheep Supervisor took a frontal photo of him and then went inside with the phone.

Soon, it came back out.

"Verified without error, shall I take you inside then."

The Sheep Supervisor handed the phone back to Liu Zheng.

"You’re a busy person, I think Xiao Hei leading me would be fine."

Liu Zheng shook his head and said.

"Not busy, not busy, it is my honor to lead such an esteemed guest as yourself, please give me this opportunity."

The Sheep Supervisor said humbly.

There was no way they could let such a dangerous individual wander aimlessly on the fifth floor, they had to personally watch over them to be at ease.

"All right then."

He shrugged and followed the Sheep Supervisor through the door.

The layout of the fifth floor was quite similar to that of a real-world KTV, with crisscrossing corridors lined with private rooms, each with a brass doorplate on their doors.

And every so often, a service staff member in a suit and vest was standing with their back to the wall, gaze lowered, focusing inward, seemingly oblivious to everything around them.

Yet, the occasional glance let Liu Zheng know they weren’t truly turned to stone.

"Our service staff here is professionally trained, and unless requested by a guest or in an emergency, they respect guests’ privacy to the utmost."

The Sheep Supervisor began to introduce proactively.

After all, the other party looked quite wealthy, who knows, they might become a client.

"What if the guests want to do something to the staff?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"If it’s just normal contact, that’s naturally fine, as our service staff are also trained accordingly. Of course, we don’t recommend doing so, because they aren’t professionals and cannot offer the best experience for clients."

The Sheep Supervisor said tactfully.

"As for harming or even killing staff, that is certainly prohibited. We are a legitimate business establishment, not those heavy-taste establishments in the black market or those low-class academies in the Old City District."

It said proudly.

"That’s quite humane."

He commented casually, but his gaze swept over to the right side of the corridor.

The soundproof cotton-covered doors were adorned with gold brass number plates.

777.

"Found it."

This was the room number Wang Manni had told him about.

However, Liu Zheng didn’t rush in directly; instead, he redirected his gaze and continued walking forward.

After rounding a few more corners, the Sheep Supervisor finally led him to his destination.

Room 666.

"Hello, your delivery has arrived."

Before the Sheep Supervisor could knock, Liu Zheng directly pushed open the private room door.

The insect sitting inside picked up the wine glass from the table and silently stood up.

"Thanks for guiding the way, you can go about your business."

It glanced at Liu Zheng and then spoke to the Sheep Supervisor.

"Alright, then I wish you both a pleasant time."

Seeing they didn’t seem inclined toward a fight, the Sheep Supervisor couldn’t wait to turn and leave.

"If I tell Mr. Liu that there are assassins hired by several companies in the surrounding rooms, and as soon as I signal by smashing the glass, they will swarm in and eliminate you down to the cellular level,"

"How would you respond?"

Vice Director Li slowly spoke.