Su Que quickly returned to the headquarters of the Miscellaneous Servants Department, and handed the letter from the Reception Department to the minister who had just returned from the teleportation array.

The minister stroked his short and piercing stubble, and his exaggerated movements were stunned to make a fairy wind and bones, he glanced at the praise letter twice, and laughed before he finished reading it:

"Little girl, well done, you have the best qualifications among the newcomers to the Miscellaneous Service Department, it seems that you are the hope of our Miscellaneous Service Department in the future!"

He patted Su Que's shoulder vigorously, his young face had an uncle's breath, and he smiled kindly with the short stubble.

Su Que knew that the boy was waiting in place, so he quickly ended the minister's praise, followed the deputy minister to a large warehouse to change into a set of formal clothes of the miscellaneous department, and then quickly rushed to the place where he met the boy.

The boy was still waiting in place, sorting out the soap as high as a hill on the cart, and the sun shining on the bright box of soap was particularly dazzling.

There was also a cart parked in the back, and the soap on it was also piled up, almost to the point of trembling.

Seeing Su Que coming, the boy barely poked his head out of the pile, the old-fashioned square-framed mirror was crooked on the bridge of his nose, he waved his hand at her excitedly, and shouted:

"Senior, these are all the soaps they want, let's push them over!"

Su Que nodded, trotted over, and struggled to help his car on the crumbling soap mountain.

I didn't expect the demand for soap in the bathing hall to be so large.

The cart was not easy than she imagined, and along the way, the road turned all over the place, and the soap piled up again, and the soap pile trembled every time it passed a corner, as if it would fall immediately.

Su Que had to hold his hand steady and slowly walk along the road, sometimes using his foot to get back to the right path.

The boy pushed very hard, his thin body was buried under the soap pile, and his hands tried his best to hold the handle of the cart to make it stable, but although the four wheels were stable, the speed was greatly slowed down, so that Su Que had to stop and wait for him after pushing for a while.

He seemed to feel guilty, but he was also helpless about his speed, so he stopped and went to the bathing room.

The front door of the bathing hall is decorated wide and bright, and the door carved with white marble is beautiful, but the façade is for the guests to see, and the staff only walks through a narrow back door, shrouded in the shadow of the building, which looks particularly cold.

By the time Su Que and the boy arrived, there were already a few staff members of the bathing hall waiting at the door, and they were walking around the door anxiously, and it was not difficult to see from the anxious looks on their eyebrows that the scarcity of soap had indeed affected their business.

Seeing the two carts of soap coming, their eyebrows stretched out, and they hurriedly greeted them and said:

"You're finally here - the guests in several rooms are waiting for the soap, and the non-massage staff is dragging it, and if you don't come again, our staff will suffer—"

The boy blushed and hurriedly explained to them the reason for his lateness, and Su Que helped push the cart into the hall and handed it over to the staff.

Another person walked out from the crystal curtain in the hall, and the smell of soap and flower water came through the curtain, and Su Que, who was smoked, wanted to sneeze.

The person is a half-old who still has charm, although her face has some wrinkles, but this does not affect her demeanor, she wears a tight pulp dress, the skirt is printed with exotic patterns, and even walking is graceful, curling Tingting.

She glanced into the curtain, then at Su Que and the others, and asked slightly apologetically:

"Today's banana supply is a bit tight, you also know that the soap shipped can not be used directly, you have to open the packaging box to make it, but today's machine is broken, can only be dismantled manually, we are afraid that we are not enough, I don't know if you have time to help us?"

Su Que thought about it, but she really wanted to know what the bathing hall was, so she nodded:

"I'm a newcomer, I haven't got anything yet, I can help you."

The boy behind him also nodded:

"I can also help my seniors."

The woman smiled, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were slightly wrinkled, which looked unique:

"That's great!"

She lifted the crystal curtain and motioned for the two of them to enter, and the staff behind her pushed the cart into the hall, where there were neatly arranged rows of machines, the cold metal glistening in the bright light, but the tracks were no longer walking—as she said, really broken.

A staff member poured all the soap on a piece of the ground that was temporarily packed up near the machine, and the people next to him began to dismantle it.

Su Que and the boy also joined the army of unpacking, and for a while, the air was filled with the "click" sound of the hard paper being torn.

Unpacking the box seemed to be a boring action, but Su Que helped them to be drunk, she just wanted to find out the details of the comfortable company as soon as possible, so while unpacking the box, she turned her eyes to the bathing hall quietly.

This is what appears to be a workshop, but it is separated from the bathing room by a glass wall.

Su Que could clearly see that side through the transparent glass.

It was not a hall room where many people washed together, but on the contrary, it was a small room with separate rooms, and each room was hung with wooden signs, such as bathing number 256 and bathing number 257, which were as orderly as a hotel.

Outside the glass walls, the hallway was filled with busy staff, dressed in pale yellow uniforms and carrying items to the bathrooms.

Most bath doors are closed, but there are a few that are not, and a stream of shower gel mixed with moist water vapor is inhaled into the nasal passages, and finally mixed into a sweet and greasy taste.

Su Que looked over there, she picked a good position, and there happened to be a bathroom that was not closed in front of her, and Su Que could ask Chu to see the situation inside.

Most bath doors are closed, but there are a few that are not, and a stream of shower gel mixed with moist water vapor is inhaled into the nasal passages, and finally mixed into a sweet and greasy taste.

Su Que looked over there, she picked a good position, and there happened to be a bathroom that was not closed in front of her, and Su Que could ask Chu to see the situation inside.

There was a huge bath tub with a very old color of wood, and on top of it was a large sprinkler head, from which the water flowed like a waterfall

Su Que looked over there, she picked a good position, and there happened to be a bathroom that was not closed in front of her, and Su Que could ask Chu to see the situation inside.

There was a huge bath tub with a very old color of wood, and on top of it was a large sprinkler head, from which the water flowed like a waterfall