SWDnovel Chapter 73 Meng Po's Milk Tea, Westerners Want to Drink It Too?
Chapter 73 Meng Po's Milk Tea, Westerners Want to Drink It Too?
Chu Jiang looked at the private message from "Erlang Zhenjun Loves to Slack Off" on his phone screen and tapped the screen with his finger.
"Thanks?"
What is this? You think you can just get a free dog food made from the inner core of a thousand-year-old corpse king with a simple "thank you"?
Think beautifully.
Chu Jiang's fingers flew across the virtual keyboard as he sent a message.
"Dog food costs extra."
"Exclusively customized for VIPs, handcrafted, rich in the essence of a thousand-year-old corpse king, highly nourishing. 100,000 merit points for one stick, and out of respect for our friendship, I'll give you a 1% discount."
The message was sent and received a reply almost instantly.
A huge, bright red "Get out" character filled the entire dialog box.
Chu Jiang pursed his lips and put away his phone.
It seems this deal won't go through for now, but that's alright, there's always next time.
Chu Jiang cleverly packaged the incident involving the Drought Demon Corpse King into an "offline event" that sparked a city-wide carnival.
Although no one found the so-called "core reward certificate" in the end, and the Marrow Cleansing Pill was not distributed, this did not prevent the "Three Paths Crossing" app from setting new records for downloads and daily active users.
After this battle, the milk tea shop "Santu Station" located on the pedestrian street became a sacred place for the mortal world.
The people queuing up at the gate every day are no longer just monsters and demons trying to pass the civil service exam.
Most of them are cultivators and awakened beings from all over the world who want to see the true face of the "underworld's office in the mortal world".
Of course, they were even more eager to try the legendary "Meng Po Milk Tea," which is said to cleanse the soul and enhance one's spiritual cultivation.
The sun was shining brightly that morning.
The queue outside the milk tea shop stretched all the way to the street corner, and the century-old locust tree, forced to become a gatekeeper, dutifully maintained order with its branches.
A handsome man, dressed in a top-notch bespoke suit and exuding an air of old-fashioned aristocracy, gracefully bypassed the long queue and walked straight into the store.
His deep-set eyes and striking features attracted the attention of all the women in the shop.
Even Little V, who was explaining how to use the food delivery app to Red Boy, had his holographic projection flicker.
"Sir, what would you like to drink?"
The mechanical sound of V interrupted the man's self-absorption.
The man smiled slightly, revealing a set of white teeth, his voice deep.
"No, my dear lady, I'm not here to make a purchase."
"I'm here for a job interview."
Upon hearing this, all the customers in the shop who were drinking milk tea or engrossed in studying "Five Years of Civil Service Exam Questions" looked up.
Applying for a job?
Working at such an amazing company? And with someone as handsome as him?
The man was very pleased with the sensation he had created. He took out a resume carefully wrapped in gold-embossed kraft paper from his pocket and handed it over.
"My name is Augustine. I graduated from Oxford University with two doctoral degrees in classical philosophy and semiotics."
"He is proficient in seventeen ancient languages, including Latin and Ancient Greek, and has in-depth knowledge of both Eastern and Western mysticism."
"I believe that my talent is sufficient to qualify me for any position in your store."
Chu Jiang was leaning against the bar counter, studying whether the "Celestial Master's Seal" that had just been confiscated from Longhu Mountain would be good as a paperweight.
He glanced up at the man named Augustine, then looked at his resume, which was thicker than a graduation thesis.
"Little V, let's get to the paperwork."
"Okay, boss."
On V's holographic projection, a stream of data flashed across the lens.
"Mr. Augustine, welcome to the job interview for the 'Three Crossings' Earthly Affairs Division."
"Your resume is excellent, but according to our company policy, we need to conduct a background check."
V's mechanical eye emitted a faint red light, aiming at Augustine.
"Starting 'True Sight' version 1.0, performing a trustworthiness scan..."
Augustine's smile remained perfect; he confidently puffed out his chest, seemingly unconcerned about any scrutiny.
A second later, V's voice rang out again.
"Scan complete."
"The physical characteristics of the target candidate match the resume photo with a 99.9% accuracy rate."
"The clothing style was assessed as 'classic luxury,' but the underwear was made of dark red silk with a subtle bat pattern, which slightly clashed with the overall style."
"puff--"
A monster who was drinking a "Forget-River Latte" in the shop couldn't help but spit it out.
For the first time, the smile on Augustine's face stiffened.
V's voice continued, devoid of any emotion.
"Educational background verification: After real-time comparison with the Oxford University database, no such person was found. The probability of academic fraud is 99.8%."
"Language ability assessment: The target brain's language center is extremely active, but the commonly used language is Middle German and Romanian dialect."
"Based on the overall assessment: The interviewee has committed serious falsification of his/her resume. It is recommended that he/she be added to the 'SanTuKuaiDu' recruitment blacklist and never be hired by him/her again."
"At the same time, in accordance with the 'Regulations on the Administration of Credit Information in the Underworld,' one hundred points of his personal Yin Virtue Credit Score will be deducted."
The entire room fell into a deathly silence.
All eyes were focused on Augustine's face, which had turned from white to red, and then from red to blue.
Social death, a massive social death scene.
"you……"
Augustine could no longer maintain his elegance; his deep blue eyes instantly turned blood red, and his mouth split open, revealing two sharp fangs.
A cold, bloodthirsty aura erupted from him.
"You lowly mortals, how dare you humiliate a great vampire prince!"
"I will drain your blood!"
The customers in the store screamed and backed away in fright.
The oppressive aura emanating from the high-ranking vampires caused many lesser demons with shallow cultivation to tremble in fear.
However, just as Augustine was about to make his move, a lazy voice came from the corner.
"Ugh, bad breath first thing in the morning, can't a person enjoy their milk tea in peace?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man dressed in floral shorts and flip-flops, looking like a spirited young man who had just returned from the beach, putting down his milk tea cup with a displeased expression.
It was Yang Jian who came to the milk tea shop to freeload Wi-Fi and slack off.
Augustine's bloodshot eyes turned to Yang Jian, and he roared, "You're courting death!"
He transformed into a black shadow and pounced forward like lightning.
Yang Jian didn't even lift his eyelids, but just frowned in disdain.
He lifted his right foot, which was wearing flip-flops, and casually kicked it forward.
"Get lost."
The movement looked effortless, without any fluctuation of magical power.
But the black shadow, moving so fast it was almost invisible, seemed to have crashed into an invisible mountain, and was sent flying backward at an even greater speed than it had come.
A loud "bang" was heard.
Augustine was kicked out of the milk tea shop, leaving a long trail on the smooth marble floor of the pedestrian street before finally crashing into a lamppost and embedding himself in it.
The entire venue fell silent once again.
Everyone stared in disbelief at the young man in the floral shorts, then at the unconscious "vampire prince" outside.
Is that all?
Chu Jiang then slowly walked out from behind the bar, holding a terminal in his hand.
He walked up to the unconscious Augustine, knelt down, and patted his face.
"Sir, wake up."
"You are suspected of transnational labor fraud, commercial espionage, and illegally disguising yourself in my business premises to intimidate my consumers, causing incalculable damage to my company's brand image."
Chu Jiang waved the POS machine in his hand.
"I'll round down the amount for you: compensation for emotional distress, lost wages, and brand image repair. The total is eight million Yin Virtue Points."
"Would you like to pay by card or by QR code?"
Augustine, who was in a coma, seemed to hear the astronomical number and his body twitched.
Chu Jiang sighed.
"Looks like we're out of money."
He pulled a brand-new contract and a pen from his pocket.
"It's okay if you don't have money. Our company has always had a humane management style and supports debt settlement through work."
Chu Jiang laid the contract out on Augustine's chest.
"This is our 'Three Paths Express' night shift delivery driver employment contract. There is no base salary, it's all commission. We take 0.05 'virtue points' from each order. If we work for three hundred years, we can almost pay off the debt."
"Come on, put your fingerprint here, that means you agree."
As he spoke, Chu Jiang grabbed Augustine's hand, dipped it in the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth, and pressed it heavily onto the signature area of the contract.
"alright."
Chu Jiang put away the contract and nodded in satisfaction.
He shouted into the shop, "Red Boy, come out and mentor the newbies!"
Wearing a yellow delivery uniform, Red Boy walked out, wiping the table with a look of utter despair.
When he saw his new colleague, who was embedded in a lamppost and had signed a contract of servitude, he was completely stunned.
A vampire prince?
Are they trying to steal his job as a food delivery driver?
Is the infighting in the underworld so intense that it's even spilling over to the West?