Chapter 190: Can You Handle My Grip?

"What do you want to do?"

The elevator operator asked guardedly.

"What ill intentions could such a naive and innocent rookie deliveryman like me possibly have? I just want to deliver the takeout on time."

Liu Zheng gave her a smile that matched perfectly with naive and innocent.

The elevator operator subconsciously backed into the corner of the elevator.

"Hey, that's a bit rude now. Come over here."

He wiped the smile off his face.

The elevator operator bit her lip, not daring to come closer.

"I told you to come here, didn't you hear me? Or do you want your face hanging on the deer head at Unlucky Coffee?"

Liu Zheng pulled out a boning knife and gestured towards the elevator operator's face, seemingly finding the best angle to skin it.

The elevator operator trembled as she walked over.

"That's better."

He gently stroked the elevator operator's hair, like soothing an injured kitten.

"If I threaten you like this, your leaders wouldn't bother you anymore, would they?"