Xia Chujian blinked.
Is this a free donation, or does it need to be... purchased?
Xia Chujian thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll go meet your old man."
She only brought two subordinates with her, who followed her into the Zong family's ancestral home.
As soon as she entered, a car with an antique mechanical engine drove up and took her and her two subordinates deeper into the mansion.
Fifteen minutes later, they stopped in front of a very quaint courtyard.
Xia Chujian followed the old man into the yard.
The Grand Duke of the Zong family was wearing a very low-key and fitting home clothes and was sitting on a stone bench under the pomegranate tree in the yard drinking tea.
The pomegranate tree is dotted with big red pomegranates, making it look prosperous.
Seeing Xia Chujian come in, Master Zong put down his teacup and said kindly, "This is a critical moment. Lieutenant Colonel Xia is very busy, so I won't nag you any further."
"All the weapons and ammunition in the Zong's military warehouse are at the disposal of Lieutenant Colonel Xia."
"There is no need to pay for any purchases. This is our Zong family's contribution to the country."
"I know it's not easy for you. The military won't give you any supplies, and they want you to hold on for 24 hours. This is extremely unfair to you."
When Xia Chujian heard this, she almost burst into tears.
But she quickly calmed herself down and thought, ginger, indeed, is more spicy with age!
Compared with Grandpa Zong, none of the descendants of the Zong family has the same courage as the old man!
Of course, Zong Ruoning may have some of Mr. Zong's style, but not much. After all, Zong Ruoning is not the helmsman of the Zong family, and he cannot be the boss of the Zong family.
Zong Ruoan is even worse.
But Zong Ruoan is not a bit better than his parents.
It turns out that people are afraid of comparison...
Xia Chujian's mind raced with so many thoughts in an instant, but he remained calm as he said, "I will definitely requisition the arms, but I won't use them in vain."
"This falls within the military budget. If they don't give it, I don't know where the money will go."
"Don't worry, Master Zong, we will make sure the accounts are clear."
"After the war, I will personally go to the military to pay your bill."
Mr. Zong didn't expect Xia Chujian to say such a thing.
He looked at her deeply and said, "Okay, you are thoughtful."
Xia Chujian added, "All non-military personnel are required to evacuate Shaofu Star. Why haven't you left yet?"
"Do you need a boat ticket?"
She is not a pedantic person either.
Xia Chujian would show leniency to anyone who came up with so many weapons and supplies at once.
Mr. Zong smiled, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were densely packed.
He said: "I don't need to buy a ticket, I have my own interstellar spaceship."
Xia Chujian: “…”
Well, it wasn’t her fault for saying the wrong thing, it was poverty’s fault.
She didn't feel guilty at all, nodded, and said, "Then you should leave as soon as possible."
"The military only allowed me to hold off the Zerg for twelve hours."
Elder Zong frowned: "Twelve hours, how can it be enough to evacuate everyone?"
Xia Chujian said: "It's not enough, so I'm deploying more interstellar spacecraft to strive for a longer blocking time."
"You should leave quickly. It's really not safe here. Although we repelled the Zerg attack once, no one knows when there will be a second attack."
Elder Zong said after careful consideration: "...My private interstellar spaceship can carry 500,000 people at full capacity. I can help you take some of them away."
Xia Chujian really wanted to ask Mr. Zong for help, but she also knew that it was not easy to ask.
The relocation of the people from Shaofu Star is a government action led by the military, and private individuals cannot be asked to contribute both money and manpower.
Besides, it’s not like the military doesn’t have the capability.
It was obvious that someone was deliberately choking her.
She won't be bothered by these people.
The families of those powerful and influential people who had "connections" had already refunded their first-class tickets and were now "hostages" in her hands.
If the powerful people on Beichen Star want their families to evacuate Shaofu Star safely, they must cooperate with her and deploy more interstellar spacecraft to Shaofu Star.
Otherwise, she cannot guarantee that everyone will have a ticket!
The truly top-level nobles, such as Mr. Zong, have their own private interstellar spaceships.
It’s your own stuff, you can make it however you want, it’s none of other people’s business.
Xia Chujian said, "Thank you for your suggestion, but it's not necessary. We have enough interstellar spacecraft. As long as the local governments cooperate with us in the deployment, it will be fine."
Mr. Zong said gently, "I know. I just want to help you and those less fortunate."
Xia Chujian's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "If you really want to help me, you can report our situation to the members of the Senate."
"I'm a subordinate in the military and I can't disobey orders from my superiors."
"But the Senate has the function of supervising the cabinet and the military."
"If a member of parliament came forward at this time and questioned the military's actions, it would be of great help to me."
Old Master Zong narrowed his eyes, and his opinion of Xia Chujian rose to a higher level.
This girl was not as straightforward as he thought.
She knows the best way to ask people for favors.
That is, mutual benefit.
She only made a suggestion, but Mr. Zong knew that if he helped her according to her suggestion, the benefits would not only come to Xia Chujian, but the Zong family would also receive sufficient benefits.
Master Zong nodded and said, "I'll send a message to Ruoan right away, don't worry."
"We'll support you."
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