Soon, there was nothing under Liu Zheng's feet.
"Task completion 150%!"
8848 looked at the number displayed on the dial and shouted with exaggerated emphasis.
Even 4399 couldn't keep a calm expression and cracked a smile.
The performance reward exponentially increased with the task completion rate; this one reward was worth half a year of their usual efforts.
"Well done."
8848 gave Liu Zheng a hard pat on the shoulder, then patted San Huamao's head.
"Is this a high completion rate?"
He asked, pretending to be puzzled.
"You're really showing off, huh? The whole Border Management Agency doesn't see a completion rate this high even once a year."
8848 laughed and cursed.
"Not just one year, three years."
4399 shook his head.
"I really don't know how you did it."
8848 clicked his tongue in wonder.
"I don't know either."
Liu Zheng said with a silly smile.
"You not knowing is exactly right; knowing would mean there's a problem."
8848 laughed out loud.
