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Chapter 784 - 538 Niu Ma: This is not about money

Chapter 784: Chapter 538 Niu Ma: This is not about money

"Dish: A serving of Thick Phlegm Chocolate"

"Address: In front of Bright Center"

"Customer: Park Changfan"

"Time limit: Forty minutes"

"Huh?"

After looking at the information on the takeout slip, Liu Zheng couldn’t help but let out a sound of surprise.

The order address being Bright Center was already suspicious, and the fact that it was at the front gate doubled the suspicion.

"What are you, crazy? Jumping at shadows like that."

Niu Ma, woken up by him, said irritably.

"Boss, take a look at this slip."

Liu Zheng handed the takeout slip to its face.

"This clearly looks like a deliberate order, and it’s obviously aimed at you."

The experienced Niu Ma immediately spotted the clue.

"Why do you say that?"

He asked.

"Isn’t it obvious? I’ve been delivering takeout for years, and I’ve never encountered a mandatory order delivered to the front gate."

"Did you blow up this Bright Center recently? Do you know this Park Changfan?"

Niu Ma asked.

"Yes. I don’t know him."

Liu Zheng replied.

"An address that you’ve just blown up, with an unknown person placing an order, if it’s not targeted at you, what is it?"

"Makes sense."

He nodded.

"But based on this address, the other side probably intends to make trouble for you."

Niu Ma said.

"Why?"

"Nonsense, if they wanted to make trouble, they’d definitely set the address indoors, best in a locked room where you can’t get out, ambush you, trap you..."

"Alright, alright, I get that you’re knowledgeable, no need to show off anymore, boss."

Liu Zheng interrupted it.

"Hmph."

Niu Ma closed its eyes and ignored him.

"Seems like Red Forest Culture has discovered the person is missing."

With Niu Ma’s analysis, Liu Zheng also guessed the truth of the situation.

Obviously, Red Forest Culture wanted to discuss the issue of the Antlered Insect’s wife and daughter with him but feared he would overreact, so they set the delivery address at the gate.

Unfortunately, Red Forest Culture probably didn’t expect that both sides were intercepted by a third party.

But guessing is just guessing, to be safe, Liu Zheng decided to prepare thoroughly.

"Da Ji, is everything taken care of?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes, boss, we’re partying with the people from the Pink Kingdom now."

Niu Daji said.

"Is the Jiwei Group also there?"

"Everyone’s here."

"You’re not having a shit party, are you?"

He squinted and said.

Having a party right after delivering medicine, it’s hard not to make that connection.

"No, it’s a legit party; their homemade wine is quite good. Burp~"

Niu Daji burped.

"Alright, stop drinking, let the Jiwei Group know, and meet near the Bright Center."

Liu Zheng said.

"Okay, boss, are we going to blow up a building again?"

Niu Daji said excitedly.

"What do you mean again, don’t make me sound like a demolition maniac. We’re not blowing up a building, we’re going to negotiate."

He said.

"Negotiation is good too."

Niu Daji was still very happy.

It just loved such grand occasions, even if it was just a small soldier cheering from the sidelines.

"But boss, the big sister might not be able to make it."

Niu Daji said.

"What happened to her?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"She drank herself under the table competing with the Queen, and she’s causing a drunken ruckus now."

Niu Daji said.

"...Does that mean Congjiangsuanchao can’t come either?"

"Probably not."

Niu Daji glanced at the group of four seasonings chasing after Guo Koutangzi and scratched its horn.

If their big sister was drunk and on someone else’s turf, any loyal subordinate would certainly stay to take care of her.

"Alright, you come alone then."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

Looks like he’ll have to rent a tank from the driver again, and by the time he talks inside the tank, if negotiations fail, he can just hit the gas and run.

"Boss, can I borrow the Memorial Medal?"

He hung up the phone and asked Niu Ma.

"Why should I lend it? No way."

"I’ll pay."

Liu Zheng said.

"How much?"

Niu Ma’s ears perked up.

"Ten thousand."

He held up one tentacle.

"This isn’t about money."

"Twenty thousand."

Liu Zheng held up another tentacle.

"Among brothers, this is a minor issue negotiable."

Niu Ma opened its mouth, and the Memorial Medal shot at him like a bullet.

Liu Zheng caught it with a tentacle, the Memorial Medal embedded into his flesh as if it grew there.

"Did you have to throw it that hard?"

He complained.

"Hmph, if you add another ten thousand next time, I’ll deliver it right to your hand with a kiss."

Niu Ma said.

"No need, I like it delivered like this, it’s satisfying."

Liu Zheng immediately said.

"Humans are so stingy."

Niu Ma gave him a disdainful look.

Liu Zheng ignored Niu Ma’s disdain, strapped on the Legendary Takeout Box, and walked out of the lounge.

He opened the food tray on the catering cart, and an indescribable object appeared in front of him.

Calling it shit would be inaccurate as it’s too square and flat.

Calling it chocolate, but the surface is too rough, and good chocolate isn’t yellow-green.

Calling it phlegm, but it feels too solid.

Overall, if anyone dared to order such a takeout for Liu Zheng, he would beat them until shit came out of their mouth.

"Name: Thick Phlegm Chocolate (Disposal)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: Slightly increases charm attribute for one hour after use"

"Note: Chocolate made with select phlegm from Makeup Figurines, a favorite treat among females and beauty-loving males in the Metropolis."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"What the hell do you mean by select phlegm, did you sift it out with your tongue?"

Liu Zheng showed an expression of reluctance to look at it.

It seems the only normal thing from his takeout orders is the potato series, the rest are more criminally obscene, one after another.