"Besides, I can't find any reason to contact you, after all, aren't we just employer and mercenary?"
You made me itch last time you fished me, it bothered me for days.
I hope you don't mind a small revenge, right?
"You!"
Hearing this, Lucy was a bit upset, almost wanting to hit the brakes and kick this guy off her car.
Yet, when she turned to curse, she noticed the other party had already offered her a chocolate with the foil peeled back, earnestly thanking her,
"But still, thank you, Lucy. If it weren't for you, I might have left Night City empty-handed."
"..."
Feeling trapped in humor and anger, Lucy simply bit off a piece of the offered chocolate, crunching it as if to chew someone alive.
"Since you are the employer, and I dealt with the trouble left by the military tech, how much do you plan to pay this time? I don't charge much, seventy or eighty thousand would do."
Seventy or eighty thousand?
I have two hundred million, would you like that?
