Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

The old security guard said solicitously.

"No problem, we'll buy your company later, and you can be the manager, and your manager can be your subordinate."

He laughed heartily.

"That's great, hehehe. So, brother, you go talk to that woman now. As long as you can handle her, I'll take care of everything else for you."

The old security guard said with a bright smile.

"Should I say it in person or over the phone?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Of course you should call, bro. If you say it to my face, you'll get humiliated seventeen or eighteen times over, won't you?"

"Yes, yes, you're really experienced, bro."

He said admiringly.

"Hey, it's a long story. Here's the phone number, you can call now."

The old security guard rubbed his eyes and said.

"okay."

Following the numbers given by the old security guard, Liu Zheng dialed the number given to the elderly woman.

"Who is it? Calling at this hour is so annoying."

The middle-aged woman's gruff voice rang out.

"It's me, the delivery guy, do you remember me, sister?"

He forced himself to speak, suppressing his discomfort.

"Oh, it's you, young man. What brings you here? Have you come to your senses and want to spend a few good days with me?"

The older woman's tone softened considerably.

"A few days of good days? I think it's more like a few days of inhuman suffering!"

Liu Zheng thought to himself, but said it aloud.

"Everyone wants to live a good life, but I'm too busy and don't have that privilege. I called my sister this time to ask for her help."

"What are you trying to do now, human?"

The voice of Britain rang out.

"Ah, Minister of Britain, what brings you two together?"

"Asking knowingly."

Britain said bluntly.

"Hehe. Are you two busy?"

He said it without any embarrassment.

"It's alright, just tell me, little brother, let it move by itself."

The older woman took over the conversation.

Then came the indescribable sounds.

"Well, there's something I'd like to ask you for a favor, sister."

Liu Zheng pretended not to hear and relayed the old security guard's suggestion.

"Hey, is that all? I thought you were going to introduce me to someone new. Okay, I agree."

The older woman said nonchalantly.

"What, am I not enough for you?"

Britain expressed its dissatisfaction.

"You have such a stubborn streak, people are afraid you'll damage my plow."

"It's a sweet voice," the older woman said.

Britain used Deadly Rhythm, and it was incredibly effective.

"Sister, can you call now? I'm in a bit of a hurry."

Liu Zheng ignored him and continued talking to himself.

"Alright, alright, what can I do? I spoil you the most. When are you going to have a meal with me? I want to have a chat with you."

"That's what the older woman said."

"Next time, next time I'll treat you, sister."

He quickly hung up the phone and then wiped away a cold sweat.

Good heavens, in just a few words, the old lady exerted an even greater sense of pressure on Liu Zheng than a cow or a horse.

"Am I right? A phone call scared you like this. If I said it to your face, you'd be scared to death."

The old security guard looked at him and said.

"Impressive, truly insightful. You were right to have foresight."

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up.

"Oh, don't even mention it, let's have some tea."

The two drank tea for a while when the old security guard's phone rang.

"Hey bro, sit down for a bit, I'm going out to take this call."

He waved his phone and said.

"It's alright, brother, you go ahead. By the way, can I read these newspapers?"

Liu Zheng glanced at the newspaper on the table and asked.

"Feel free to look at what's on the table, but don't look at the rest. It's not that I'm stingy, but the owners paid for those, and looking at them won't do you any good."

The old security guard said.

"I understand. Don't worry, bro, I'm not the kind of person who's prone to touching things."

"I don't think you are either."

The old security guard then left the security room.

Liu Zheng watched him leave, then casually picked up a newspaper and started reading.

Shocking! Massacre in the Old City, a Million People Destroyed by One Man.

"Wow, this is exciting right from the start."

He became interested and started reading from the title.

"The 'Kill It All' housekeeping company went to an elderly woman's home in the old town yesterday to carry out pest control services, successfully killing more than two million cockroaches."

"嘁~"

Liu Zheng drawled out his words.

As expected, the journalism in the Metropolitan University is still all about sensationalism.

However, on the other hand, the cockroaches in the metropolis might actually be intelligent beings, so the title isn't entirely untrue.

I read a few other newspapers, and the content was basically the same.

Besides the fact that the subjects of the report are quite characteristic of a metropolis, the points and reporting methods are similar to reality, and even more backward than reality, which is also very characteristic of a metropolis.

"what?"

Liu Zheng finally found an interesting report.

The city hall announced an update to the lottery prize pool, which may set off a new wave of scratch-off lottery frenzy in the Metropolitan area.

After a few of the same old platitudes, there's a brief introduction to the updated prize pool.

The first thing that catches the eye is the change in the first prize.

The original first prize was dinner with the Supreme Speaker, but now it has become a manuscript by the Supreme Speaker.

This change is quite interesting.

Having dinner with the Speaker of the Supreme Council is certainly a rare opportunity, but the Speaker's manuscripts are also extremely valuable collectibles.

If Liu Zheng is willing to sell, he could probably empty the entire fortune of the French plane tree company without any problem.

Of course, that's not the interesting point.

He was mainly thinking about what the black cat had said about their president rarely showing up, several vice presidents running out of inspiration, and their uncertain later years.

Is the Speaker of the Supreme Council thinking that the Writers' Association is no good and planning to take matters into his own hands?

Or is it that the mysterious president of the Writers' Association is actually the Supreme Speaker himself?

Liu Zheng put aside his speculations; secrets at this level were too dangerous, and it was better for him to know as little as possible.

Putting that aside, the change in the prize is also very beneficial to him.

He wasn't a native of the metropolis after all; in a way, he was an illegal immigrant.

So far, even those things like sewers and blood-soaked restaurants haven't figured this out.

Or even if they see through it, they don't say it out loud for various reasons.

But the position of the Supreme Speaker was too high, and Liu Zheng was really unsure of himself.

Therefore, manuscripts are safer and more practical than having a meal together.

He continued reading and discovered another interesting change.

The grand prize pool now includes a new admission spot to the Municipal First Elementary School, with all fees waived.

"The First Municipal Elementary School, that sounds pretty impressive."

Liu Zheng muttered to himself.

"Of course it's amazing."

The old security guard returned sometime ago.

"How amazing is it? Can you tell me, bro?"

he asked.

"No way, bro, you don't even know about the First Municipal Elementary School?"

The old security guard exclaimed in surprise.

"I'm from a small mountain village outside the city, and I've never seen the world. You're a knowledgeable and worldly man, could you please tell me about it?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you have such an air about you, brother. You really can't tell you're from the countryside. Alright, then I'll tell you about it."

The old security guard gave him a little flattery and then began to tell him the story.

It turns out that the First Municipal Elementary School was a school directly under the City Hall, and even the principal was concurrently the director of the Department of Education. Both the teaching environment and the teaching quality were the best in the metropolis, much better than those elite schools.

Furthermore, students from the First Municipal Elementary School can directly enter the First Municipal Middle School as long as they pass the internal exam.

Getting into the First Municipal High School is like having one foot in the door of university.

As for how valuable a university degree is, let's put it this way: as long as you have a university degree, you can almost certainly get a temporary job if you apply to the city hall.

When transitioning from temporary to permanent employment, a university degree is one of the biggest advantages.

"If I can get my grandson a place in the No. 1 Municipal Elementary School, my son and daughter-in-law will have to kowtow to me every day."

The old security guard said it somewhat exaggeratedly.

"That's it."

Liu Zheng stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

Chapter 440 Making Oxen and Horses Kneel and Pay Respects to Me

If he were to secure a spot for a cow or horse, wouldn't the cow and its wife kowtow to him in gratitude?