It's just a commission, isn't it? I've handled loads of those.
The elevator seemed to struggle to describe it, remaining silent for quite some time.
Finally, from its speaker emerged a voice hoarse beyond belief.
"Clea... ning..."
The elevator spoke laboriously.
Only two words, yet it sounded like it had expelled two mountain ranges.
"Cleaning? Brother Elevator, do you need clean-up services?"
Liu Zheng pondered and said.
"Bang!"
The elevator didn't speak, but gave a jolt instead.
"Does the restaurant lack janitors? Or are they refusing to clean for you? If it's the former, just shake once; if it's the latter, shake twice."
"Bang bang!"
The elevator trembled twice.
"That's too cruel, isn't it? Isn't this outright workplace bullying?"
Liu Zheng voiced his indignation.
"Don't worry, Brother Elevator, once I visit the boss, I'll come back to clean for you myself."
He said.
Coincidentally, his blood-letting cleaning method was also unmatched.
"Bang bang!"
