"What new style? I've been robbed!"
When talking about sad things, Yao Damang burst into tears.
"Boss Jiang, why is my life so miserable? I finally squeezed into the circle of rich people and became their equal. I even bought a big villa and renovated it. But before Xiao Jin and I could move in, it was robbed and destroyed by mobs!"
"Half of my belongings were there! My big cigars, over twenty jeweled daggers, and over thirty cartons of cigarettes were all gone!"
"Before the apocalypse, those cigarettes sold for 50,000 a carton!"
Jiang Fei instantly remembered the supplies he had harvested in the wealthy area.
I accidentally ransacked my partner's house.
There was no way to return it, so Jiang Fei comforted Yao Damang: "If the old doesn't go, the new won't come."
"I can supply you with goods for a week for free, and all the profits will belong to you as compensation."
"You didn't steal it, so why should I be compensated?" Yao Damang said with a wry smile.
"I can't make any money either."
"The wealthy community suffered heavy losses due to the riots and will not trade with the outside world for at least a year."
“Unless the apocalypse ends soon and life returns to normal, they won’t be able to spend their remaining savings.”
"Boss Jiang, our cooperation is coming to an end."
Jiang Fei was not worried about the loss of a way to collect gold. Instead, he asked calmly:
"I have a friend you know, his name is Wang Quezi. He runs a daily necessities store on Nantong Avenue and works as a middleman."
"If you're willing, I'll introduce you to work with him, and I'll be your common supplier."
There was no point in doing anything in the Rich Circle and West Street anymore, so she had to expand her business to earn more gold.
After all, it now takes more than ten tons of gold to unlock an area in the supermarket.
If she doesn't work hard to earn money, she really won't be able to unlock it.
Yao Damang nodded excitedly: "I do!"
"Then we'll go now."
It was just the right time to take the gold that Little Golden Sheep No. 1 left for her.
Jiang Fei asked Jiang Zhengkang and Han Yang to go downstairs and move the supplies from Yao Damang's car.
Then he got on the truck and led the way.
When we drove to the daily necessities store, Wang Quezi was playing mahjong with Scar A Meng and others.
Seeing Jiang Fei and Yao Damang outside, Wang Quezi randomly pulled a younger brother to play with him, then stood up and walked to the door.
Thinking that Jiang Fei was here to take the gold, Wang Quezi took the key hanging on the wall.
"Boss, the gold and the goods you requested some time ago are all in the warehouse. I'm asking someone to move them now."
"No hurry, let's talk business first."
Jiang Fei told Wang Quezi about the cooperation: "In addition to the existing merchandise in my store, my boss can also sell dried medicinal herbs and aquatic products."
"I've looked at the map of the security station. There aren't many shops in the North Market and Dongyang District. You can do business there."
"As usual, the gold belongs to me, and you split the supplies in half."
Wang Quezi looked embarrassed: "Cooperation is fine, but the people living in Dongyang District are the relatives of officials. I don't dare to deal with them..."
"Every time I go to the planting base to deliver supplies to Xiaorong, I tremble."
Yao Damang: "I can take care of the Dongyang District, and you can sell the North Market."
"After all, I've donated a lot of supplies to the government, so entering the Dongyang District shouldn't be a problem."
This time Wang Quezi readily agreed: "Then we'll start working when the weather gets cooler."
"Boss, do you and Brother Yao want to stay for dinner?"
"We're having hot pot tonight, and I grabbed, ahem, a few bottles of good wine. We'll drink while we discuss the details of the cooperation."
Jiang Fei and Yao Damang agreed.
Wang Quezi asked Scar to take people to the warehouse to load gold and protective equipment for Jiang Fei.
In addition to the gold robbed in the wealthy area, there was also the money Wang Quezi had made from selling jewelry.
The rest of the guys cleaned up and prepared the ingredients for the hot pot.
It took nearly two hours for the daily necessities store to set up a large round table and five gas stoves.
On the table were beef slices, duck intestines, tripe, lamb legs, luncheon meat, fresh spinach, cabbage, potato chips, apples, watermelon, and ginseng fruit.
Jiang Fei, Yao Damang, Wang Quezi, Scar, and A Meng are eating here, one pot each.
The Wu brothers and others ate from a big pot in the warehouse.
Wang Quezi brought a bottle of Remy Martin and whispered to Jiang Fei, "How's the food tonight, Boss?"
"I robbed them all in the rich area that day."
Jiang Fei: "Keep a low profile."
There's a victim sitting right next to you.
Naively thinking that Jiang Fei was afraid that he would be discovered by the authorities, Wang Quezi chuckled and said, "It's okay, I won't tell anyone."
Taking out clean disposable paper cups, Wang Quezi poured wine for several people.
The meal was not finished until the evening, and the cooperation matters were discussed clearly.
Wang Quezi found a place to store the goods and decorated it according to Jiang Fei's requirements.
After the loading was completed, Jiang Fei started to deliver the goods, and did not forget to ask Wang Quezi to help her collect the cartons and insulation boards.
It just so happened that Wang Quezi had a lot of them, so he asked his brothers to load them into the truck.
Yao Damang was drunk, and Wang Quezi didn't know his address, so he arranged for him to sleep in the store.
Jiang Fei only drank half a cup, which did not affect his driving.
After a while, the loading boy came back and said, "Ms. Jiang, your truck can't hold so many supplies. We have divided it into three trucks. Where can we deliver them to you?"
"The back door of Mingshang Apartment Complex. I'll go with you."
"Boss, let me take you there." Wang Quezi stood up and just as he walked out of the store with Jiang Fei, he felt a gust of hot wind blowing towards him.
The wooden shelves at the door were blown down.
Wang Quezi was a little scared: "There hasn't been a strong wind since the extreme cold ended. How come this is just like the day when the apocalypse just started..."
"There will be sandstorms in the future. I don't know the exact date, so remember to take anti-sandstorm measures recently."
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