Liu Zheng got enraged as soon as he heard this.
The more capable you are, the more work you get. That's how it is in reality, and now even in Metropolis, it's still the same damn thing.
If he's efficient, does it mean he always has to stay efficient? That's just bullying the straightforward folks!
"Uh, listen, don't get upset. That's not what I meant."
Red Pig was stunned by his sincere performance.
"To me, it sounded exactly like that. If you don't trust me, I'll just return the stuff to you, and our commission is off the table. Do you even know how much I've bent over backward for your damn issue? I even pushed back my boss's orders for your sake."
"And now, you're actually accusing me of slacking? Are you still human or what?"
Liu Zheng roared, full of fury.
"I'm indeed not human."
Red Pig shrugged innocently.
Not to mention it was dead already—in life, it was half-human, half-pig.
"You're still arguing! Keep this up, and I'll throw in the towel!"
