"We've agreed."
The Smart Head spoke up before the Magic Head.
It's not that it believed Liu Zheng, but they really needed a job right now.
The money Liu Zheng gave them had been confiscated, and their salary for this month was also withheld.
They had to pay the rent next week, and if they couldn't find a job soon, they'd be sleeping on the streets.
And in a place like Metropolis, sleeping on the streets is worse than digging a hole and burying yourself.
"Good. Find your own way to Bathhouse Street. Call me when you reach the entrance. If you can't find it or end up dying midway, then it's your own fault."
Liu Zheng prepared to leave after saying that.
"Wait, boss, can you at least give us some travel expenses?"
The Smart Head called out to him.
"Didn't I give you guys ten thousand bucks already?"
"The property manager confiscated it, and we didn't get our salary either."
The Smart Head replied with a constipated look on its face.
