Chapter 71 The Old Mother's Duplicity
Okay, the partners agreed unanimously, "We'll join, but I hope we don't need too many people, but rather quality. Since you found us, it means you trust us. This is our first cooperation, and I hope to build a good foundation of trust with you."
Ding Yibing was very happy. "Don't worry, I won't just hire anyone. I have you guys, Boss Gong and his men, and I also found seven people who have teamed up with me to collect supplies before. We all know each other."
Lan Shiruo didn't understand the others, but she could make out something about Gong Jingzhi after meeting her twice. She was obviously a delicate flower kept in a greenhouse. Was she sure she wasn't going to take a share?
Lan Shiruo didn't intend to say anything about this matter. After all, it was Ding Yibing who started it. As the local boss, it was understandable that Gong Zhao would receive some preferential treatment. "Okay."
"Then tomorrow, leave at 7 a.m. and drive there. You can find a gas station on the way."
After seeing a few people off, the little friend made the bed and went to sleep. It was a peaceful night.
However, several people in Gong Zhao's team felt unhappy.
The people who often follow Gong Zhao know best what kind of person Gong Jingzhi is. Except for Zhu Fan, the other four are not happy for her to go. Not only can she not help, but she might even become a burden. Should they take care of her or fight monsters then?
But as Gong Zhao's subordinates and teammates, they couldn't speak up, so they hoped that others would speak up. However, these people, whether stupid or cowardly, kept silent and avoided the topic. It was understandable that the men who were first approached didn't speak up, but these women didn't say anything either. Aren't women naturally calculating and the most likely to speak up?
In addition to being disappointed, I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that these people didn't see Gong Jingzhi's true nature?
It was possible. After all, in the apocalypse, not many people could be raised as waste. Even fewer would be taken out to die after being raised as waste.
After being depressed, I was surprisingly cheerful again. It would be best if I could go without coming back.
There will be fewer eyesores and fewer things blocking the way.
As an old father, Gong Zhao has a much simpler mind. He just can't bear to see his daughter suffer, and he understands that in this world, only by becoming stronger can one survive. That's why he shamelessly looks for suitable opportunities and takes his daughter out to gain experience.
This was a good opportunity. The people Ding Yibing had hired were indeed capable, and the situation didn't sound too dangerous. And crucially, there was meat to be had. After considering all factors, I naturally had to go.
The next day, the cold wind continued.
The friends got up at around six o'clock to wash, eat, and prepare weapons.
Little Lebao usually sleepwalks at this time of day, but today he is full of energy. He wants his mother to dress him up and tie him to her chest, and he is unwilling to enter the space.
Lan Shiruo couldn't bear to dote on him, so she could only spoil him helplessly. His little face and butt were all covered with her teeth marks from venting her anger. "Mom is going to do something dangerous. What if you get hurt accidentally? How sad will mom be? You are such an obedient little guy. Why are you so stubborn today? Are you deliberately going against mom? Little thing, you are rebellious before you even reach puberty. What will happen when you grow up? From now on, I will hand you over to your dad and let your dad take care of you. Anyway, your heart and eyes are full of your dad, you little heartless kid." After muttering for a while, she tied the little guy in front of her and covered him with a black backpack so that she could switch him at any time.
Little Lebao was so excited that he didn't feel his mother's resentment at all. He kept waving his little paws.
He Lian took over the task of dressing the generals and ministers. After listening to Lan Shiruo's muttering, she couldn't help but laugh, "Every mother has a halo shining above her head."
Lan Shiruo's face was filled with black lines. "Did you see it?"
"I saw it. I saw the duplicity of my old mother."
Lan Shiruo smiled helplessly. Having a child brought her a deep understanding of this. Sometimes she would be so angry that she wanted to stuff the child back and rebuild him, but when it came to doing something, she would always compromise and pamper him, unwilling to hurt him in the slightest.
"Are you all ready?"
"alright."
"Okay, this is our first time working with someone, and we don't know each other's personalities. So, while we should help each other, we should also be careful and protect ourselves. Also, we shouldn't get involved in this matter, so we should keep a low profile."
"I understand." The friends nodded.
Lan Shiruo called her friends to go out and gather at the gate.
When they arrived, everyone else had also arrived, a total of twenty people. Except for the five people brought by Gong Zhao, the other seven people found by Ding Yibing were all men, and they seemed to be of all types.
Ding Yibing gave a brief introduction and drove out in three cars. With Zheng Yujie there, there was no need to prepare a loading truck. Zheng Yujie cleared the space for the thousands of kilograms of bacon and put some more in the car, and that was enough.
One of them was Lan Shiruo's George Patton. Gong Zhao might have felt that it was a bit unfair to bring Gong Jingzhi along, so he not only gave the car to Lan Shiruo and the others, but also provided the fuel for the three cars.
The other seven men didn't intend to argue with a woman, and now that they could use free oil, all their doubts were gone.
Lan Shiruo and the others didn't care. They didn't care how much they got or how much they worked. As long as they weren't provoked, they were easy to talk to. Now that they had free gas and could drive their own cars, they were even happier.
Therefore, except for the people in Gong Zhao's team, the other two groups had no objection to Gong Jingzhi's going.
Ding Yibing had no objection. After all, he was not strong and had to rely on Gong Zhao for help, so how could he dare to have any objection?
In order to take care of the small team composed entirely of women, Ding Yibing got on Lan Shiruo's team's car and led the way.
If the journey went smoothly, it would take more than two hours, and you would have to find a gas station on the way.
Gong Zhaoyin was generous out of guilt, but he was not stupid. He only filled half a tank of gas in each car and drove about ten to twenty kilometers.
There are quite a few gas stations around here, many of which have been emptied, but some still have some gas left, it all depends on your luck.
Ten kilometers away, there was a gas station where they often went to resupply. However, after such a long time, there was not much left, and other people would also come here to get supplies, so the gas could run out at any time.
Fortunately, they were lucky and could fill up their tanks one last time. All three cars were filled up and two more buckets were drawn. Gong Zhao decided not to take any, so it was shared by Lan Shiruo and the other seven people.
There was just one bucket for each car, and Ding Yibing also said he didn't want it, so the small team naturally got one bucket.
Although it’s not much, they don’t think it’s too little. If they need to use a car in the future, they will have an excuse to have gas.
After filling up the car with gas, we officially headed to the place Ding Yibing mentioned.
It was actually near the northern suburbs. When the friends found out, they looked down on Miaomiao again.
Miaomiao
Feeling that your position is not secure.
The George Patton was spacious, and even with a small team of six people sitting there, including a mastiff, a rat, a cute baby, and Ding Yibing, it wasn't crowded.
Yunshui Yao was slumped in her seat, trimming her nails. Her white legs kicked Ding Yibing, who was standing beside her. "Why did you run so far alone? What did you hide?"
Ding Yibing's hair stood on end after being kicked. He quickly dodged backwards, but accidentally pressed on the general's hair and received a death stare.
Ding Yibing's heart almost stopped with fright. He jumped up and hit his forehead on the roof of the car. It hurt just to hear the sound of it.
The friends all despised it, "The car is very expensive."
"No, sorry, sorry." Ding Yibing apologized with his neck shrunk, not daring to rub his forehead. His butt was leaning against the edge of the seat, and he wanted to curl up into a ball.
(End of this chapter)
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