A Peaceful Death

"Are you dissatisfied with our workplace culture?" Wen Qiao showed a genuine worried expression as he walked closer, putting his hand on the servant's shoulder. "You can tell me anything. I trust you will help us give feedback. I'll try to improve everything, alright? I don't want my future servants to leave like this."

Hu Tao still felt something was wrong. but he couldn't tell what it was. So he shook his head and opened his mouth.

"Boss, first things first, you all should stop trusting sluts." Hu Tao didn't see that the man's expression turned dark when he said those words. "Those kinds of people only want money and nothing else. You see, master Wen Qiao, you won't have to resort to such things once you find a mate. So for a good workplace, you should refrain from bringing prostitutes. It's not flattering to the servants. And-"