Jiang He kept smiling. It was impossible to communicate with a paranoid person like him.

"Got it, let's go play."

He is still stubborn now, but he will cry when he loses his wife completely.

Pei Wangnian glanced at her, put the pocket watch into his pocket, and spoke in a low tone.

"What I said last time still stands. As long as you provide reliable information, you will be rewarded."

Jiang He didn't respond to him, but waved to the little bear, indicating that it could invite the next guest in.

The bodyguard standing by couldn't bear to watch and couldn't help but ask, "Chief, this person ignored you. Do you need to teach her a lesson?"

Pei Wangnian turned his head, his aura suddenly fully released, his eyes were cold, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, able to cut people's flesh and bones.

The bodyguard shuddered involuntarily and immediately lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, Chief. I shouldn't have said anything."

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment, and Pei Wangnian's voice was almost sharp.

"Two hundred watermelons, you carry them all by yourself and distribute them all."

"yes!"

The bodyguard wiped his sweat lightly. This punishment was already very light.

Normally, anyone who angers the leader will be eaten peanuts in minutes.

…

…

At the entrance of the hotel, Xu Da was carrying two woven bags unsteadily. Seeing a group of people approaching majestically, he quickly stopped and shouted respectfully:

"Chief Pei."

Only after the leader left did he relax.

The hotel front desk was filled with supplies that Xu Da had just purchased.

He put the things behind the table where the guests coming in could not see them and it would not affect the hotel's business.

Wan Xin, who was on duty at the front desk, was extremely jealous. Shuguang Supermarket was right in front of him, and the feeling of being able to only look but not buy made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Brother Da, I'm helping you look after things, don't you have to give me some thank you?"

Xu Da hesitated for a while, opened the woven bag containing the fruit, and took out a peach from it.

"This is for you, is it enough?"

Wan Xin took the peach, swallowed his saliva, and shamelessly extended his other hand.

"I want something to fill my stomach."

Xu Da took out a bag of bear biscuits and handed it over with reluctance.

"Well, is this enough?"

If this small bag of biscuits were sold outside, I don’t know how much it would cost. Most people don’t even want to think about it.

Wan Xin smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits, "Hehe, thank you, Brother Da."

Fearing that something might happen, Xu Da hurriedly moved the supplies into the dormitory.

He lived on the fourth floor and could only carry two bags at a time, so he made several trips back and forth.

Each watermelon weighs ten pounds. He bought six at a time and was exhausted carrying them all upstairs.

Xu Da stood at the stairs, took a breath, then continued to carry his things and walked up to the fourth floor.

"Old Xu, have you made a fortune? Where did you get all these good things?"

The person who was talking was the man who lived next door to Xu Da. He worked as a waiter in a hotel and was on night shift. He had slept for an entire afternoon and came out to use the restroom when he happened to run into Xu Da who was returning home from a big shopping trip.

He couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and explained as he walked, "There's a supermarket right in front of the hotel. The things there are cheap and affordable. I was lucky enough to buy some supplies."

Zhuo Yingping's sleepiness instantly dissipated, and he excitedly asked, "What supermarket?"

"The Shuguang Supermarket that I mentioned to you last time, don't you remember it?"

Seeing his confused look, Xu Da knew that he didn't believe what he said at all.

"You didn't even stock up on the gold and silver jewelry I asked you to stock up on?"

Zhuo Yingping laughed awkwardly, "Who would open a supermarket in the apocalypse? I thought you were joking."

Only after seeing Xu Da buy so many things with his own eyes did he believe it about 70%.

Hearing this, Xu Da was not angry. A place like Shuguang Supermarket did sound like it was made up out of thin air.

The two were neighbors and colleagues, and they had a good relationship. He kindly reminded them, "You have a large family, and relying on your salary alone is not enough to feed them.

While Shuguang Supermarket is still open, you should quickly stock up on supplies, which will greatly reduce the burden."

Zhuo Yingping's blood boiled. He thanked him and hurried back to the house without even going to the toilet.

Inside the house, a white-haired old man was sitting on a stool holding his little grandson.

The dormitory door was not soundproof, and she heard everything the two people were talking about outside.

"Ying Ping, I still have some gold rings, gold earrings, and other things here. Take them to the supermarket first and see if you can really buy supplies with them."

After saying that, the old man glanced at the skinny girl standing next to him with his cloudy eyes.

"But let me make one thing clear first. You can't give her anything I buy with my jewelry."

Zhuo Yingping frowned, feeling torn.

"Mom, Lingling is also your granddaughter. Could it be that you have the heart to watch her starve to death?"

Wang Guifeng's tone was filled with undisguised sarcasm: "Didn't I tell you to send her away? One more person means one more mouth to feed.

Without her, my precious grandson can eat a few more bites."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yingping frowned even deeper.

"Lingling is a member of our Zhuo family. Where else can she go except here?"

Wang Guifeng pursed her lips, her eyes full of calculation.

"Last time, there was a guest who wanted a girl, didn't he? Anyone who can stay in a hotel must be powerful and influential. Sending her away will also let her enjoy life. It's better than sharing a room with us and sleeping on the floor."

Zhuo Yingping had refused several times before, but he didn't expect the old lady was still thinking about it.

"Being a mistress for those guys is a fart of a blessing! I've been working in the hotel for so long, how could I not know what they're like?

Not to mention other places, just in hotels, aren’t there a few women who have been fucked to death?

They have so much power that they can kill anyone as easily as crushing an ant."

He worked as a waiter in a hotel, responsible for cleaning each room. He was on night shift and had seen many men and women die in their beds.

In this life, Zhuo Yingping would never do anything like throwing his own daughter into the fire.

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Lingling is also a child that her mother and I have loved so much. You can't be so partial to her."

The next second, Wang Guifeng burst into tears and sat down on the ground, crying loudly.

"I'm an old woman, how many years can I live? I'm doing this for you, for Xiaoyan's sake!

I worked so hard to raise you, and not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you are also fighting with me for a little girl? You want me to die..."

The dormitory next door.

Xu Da was busy sorting out supplies. When he heard the crying sounds coming from the Zhuo family, he looked as if he was used to it.

The old lady was particularly patriarchal and often persuaded her son to sell his granddaughter to someone else. Not only could he get some supplies, but he could also save food for his precious grandson.

Xu Da shook his head, feeling fortunate that he didn't have such a noisy mother.

Working in a hotel is not an easy job. If you encounter a customer who looks down on you, you may be scolded.

Zhuo Yingping suffers from being bullied at work and being scolded by his mother when he gets home. His life is really hard every day.