I'm a Janitor, So Isn't It Only Right That I Clean Up Calamities?

Kid, the only job around here that pays big is being a host. Are you sure you want to be one?” The agent looked at the exceptionally handsome young man in front of her and licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with an inscrutable light. [I love luring innocent young men into the business. When I go see him at work, won’t he give me a twenty percent discount?] The mature agent grew more and more excited. Her crossed leg, resting on the desk, squeezed tight and rubbed against the other a few times. “W-well, never mind.” Ye Chunlai dejectedly turned to leave. “Wait, there’s another job here that pays well, but the mortality rate is as high as 30 percent. Would you take it?” “???” Ye Chunlai turned around, frowning. “What’s the point of earning money if I’m dead before I can spend it? Why would I do that?” “True, this cleaner job really is pretty dangerous. I was just desperate to make money. Sorry~” The mature agent uncrossed her legs and bowed to Ye Chunlai apologetically. “Now that’s more like it. People should respect each other and... Wait, what did you just say? Cleaner?” Halfway through, Ye Chunlai suddenly realized what she had said and stared at the agent in disbelief. “That’s right.” “I-I’ll take the cleaner job!” Ye Chunlai’s eyes lit up. He clenched both fists and spoke with conviction.