Lin Ruolan took a sip of red tea and said calmly,

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, that place is just a place to detain criminals."

Fang Ming reached out and untied her long hair, letting it scatter over her neatly-fitting suit jacket. Her cold and serious temperament was slightly suppressed, revealing a touch of charm.

Lin Ruolan pushed the long hair behind her ear and glanced at Fang Ming with a calm expression, "Mr. Fang, please have a little sense of contract."

Fang Ming reached out and grabbed her silky long hair into a ball, making it look a little messy.

"If I hadn't been more reasonable, you wouldn't have the energy to speak now."

Lin Ruolan showed a faint smile on his face, "Then why don't you do that?"

"Are you provoking me?"

"I'm testing you."

Lin Ruolan practiced his own ideas and spoke directly without hiding his intentions.

Then she was pushed down on the sofa.

Her arms were held down by two strong hands, her body half-leaning on the sofa, her long hair spread on the armrest, her head leaning lightly, looking at the man approaching her.

Her thin and rosy lips were moistened by tea and looked crystal clear; her tall nose exhaled hot air, which gradually became a little rapid; her face was clean and flawless, but even at a very close distance, one could still see the dark circles under her eyes covered by light makeup, and it was obvious that she had not had a good rest recently.

The tea on the table no longer emitted steam and had lost its original flavor.

Fang Ming stood up slowly, and the fragrance gradually dissipated, but Lin Ruolan's eyes, which looked at him calmly, remained in his mind.

The woman didn't even show any resistance, but just let him do it calmly.

This can’t be a barren woman!

Lin Ruolan stood up and walked to the desk, picked up a document and handed it to him, saying sincerely, "I would like to ask Mr. Fang to go to Dongshan Base."

Seeing this woman's businesslike demeanor, Fang Ming almost laughed out loud, "So what happened just now was..."

"Deposit."

"I have never had the habit of paying for meals." Fang Ming didn't want to be pinched by others.

Lin Ruolan put the documents on the table, tidied up her messy hair, straightened her clothes, and then...

The distinguished Minister Lin, wearing a fine suit, knelt on his knees in front of Fang Ming.

"Dongshan Base is the last shelter in Linhai City. The communication signal has been very bad since the end of the world. We have been unable to contact there since yesterday. I would like to ask Mr. Fang to go there in person."

"On the one hand, inform them of the impending attack, and on the other hand, ask them to be prepared to support the retreat of the main force here."

"If you have any requests, just ask."

Seeing the top decision-maker in the safe zone kneeling on the ground and begging for help with a sincere look on his face does bring psychological pleasure to people.

Fang Ming smiled playfully, "If you say something nice, I'll agree to it."

Lin Ruolan blinked and said, "Come closer and listen."

Fang Ming leaned over and listened attentively. Lin Ruolan put her head on his shoulder, opened her red lips, and thought about how to start the conversation.

Fang Ming was wondering what nice name this woman would call him, when the next moment, he felt a strange tingling sensation that shocked his brain.

He turned his head, Lin Ruolan bit his lower lip lightly, frowned and looked at him, "Does it sound good?"

“You’re so awesome!”

…

On the desk, Lin Ruolan processed the documents calmly while instructing Fang Ming.

"The Dongshan base is not close to here. It is hidden deep in the mountains. I will give you a detailed map."

"How long will it take you to come? We will cooperate with you to start the retreat at that time. Otherwise, it will be too late when the zombies start attacking."

Fang Ming looked at the map in the file, stretched out five fingers, thought for a moment, and stretched out five more fingers.

"Ten days... OK!"

"Ten hours."