Since the two men had promised Song Xia that she would take over Fan Quan's position at the base, they arranged for someone to take Song Xia directly to Fan Quan's former residence.
Fan Quan loved to indulge in pleasure and had captured many young girls, occupying three large villas. When Song Xia and the others arrived, the girls in the three villas had already heard the news and were standing outside in a panic, not knowing what to do.
Especially the twins, whom Fan Quan loved most, turned deathly pale, because they knew that with Fan Quan gone, an even more tragic fate awaited them.
Following Fan Quan, at least they wouldn't have to worry about food and drink; they only needed to serve Fan Quan. But if they left this place, they couldn't even imagine what they would encounter.
A dozen or so people looked at Song Xia with pleading eyes, but Song Xia ignored them. Apart from the little brats, only Min Hui and his group could get her to look at them.
Song Ziming sighed inwardly. Although Song's mother looked no different from a normal person, she hadn't really recovered much of her true humanity. She was just different towards them. If these people knew Song's mother's true identity, they probably wouldn't show such resentful eyes anymore.
"Is there a place in the base specifically for arranging jobs for women?"
"Yes, there are." The person in charge who was sent to arrange their placement nodded and bowed. "There are female worker positions in the main kitchen and the green plant base."
“Then let’s arrange for them to work.” Song Ziming added, “Our mother Song doesn’t like to see women being bullied innocently. If we find out that they are treated unfairly or harassed after they start working, you wouldn’t want to know the consequences.”
Hearing him say that, the girls looked at him with gratitude. Although it was just a simple sentence from him, it had saved their lives!
However, there were also those who were too carefree to continue living their previous lives, but their advances were ignored by Song Ziming.
Upon entering the villa, Song Ziming and his group realized just how luxurious Fan Quan's life had been. In this post-apocalyptic world where resources were extremely scarce, fresh fruits and vegetables were readily available on the refrigerator and dining table, along with decorative flowers. Every ornament and decoration was a brand name item. However, the place looked cluttered, as if Fan Quan had never received any artistic training and had simply piled up all the expensive things together.
Of course, Song Ziming and his group had also lived a hard life before, but they were used to simplicity and didn't like these decorations. It seems that moving will be another big project after Ziqi brings Ziyang and the others over.
The manager noticed the disdain on his face and immediately smiled obsequiously: "Young Master Song, if you see anything that needs to be changed, I'll have someone arrange it right away. Also, about those women from earlier, how about keeping two of them as maids to serve you, doing things like cleaning and cooking?"
It was the first time in his life that someone had addressed him like that, and Song Ziming felt extremely uncomfortable. However, he did not correct him. Now that Song's mother's status was different, if he were to be humble, those people would only think that they were easy to bully and fool.
As for the cleaning staff, Song Ziming initially wanted to refuse, but then he thought, what difference does it make where these women work? It wouldn't be bad to keep two of them at the villa. With them doing these chores, he and his sister could focus more on their training and studies.
"Okay, let's choose when my sister arrives."
The steward smirked. Sure enough, the first thing these poor bastards did after gaining power was to enjoy it. Fan Quan was like that before, and these people were still like that now. Moreover, there were many of them, making them much easier to control than Fan Quan alone.
"Young Master Song, is there anything else you need to tell me?"
"Remove all the clothes and bedding from the rooms, and then clean them thoroughly. We don't like using things that other people have used."
Song Ziming felt nauseous whenever he thought about what Fan Quan, that pleasure-seeking man, had done in this villa before. He even disliked the sofa in front of him. What if his sister and the others encountered something dirty when they came?
"These sofas should also be removed."
"Alright, there happens to be a pre-apocalyptic furniture store inside the base, but there are only some samples left. Is that alright? If you're not satisfied, we can arrange for someone with superpowers to search outside for some for you."
"Let's use those samples."
After giving his orders, Song Ziming suddenly realized that having power really made a difference; even he had become arrogant and extravagant.
But since it can improve his life, he might as well be a little extravagant; that's all he asked for.
"Uncle Luo, do you, Uncle Min, and Uncle Hei want to move to the building next door?"
Luo nodded: "We'll definitely be moving here. From now on, we'll be on the same side. I never thought we'd have this opportunity to benefit from this."
He was still very happy because he knew that Sister Song and her family were different from the other powerful people in the base, and they might really be able to change the situation in the base.
Soon, everything in the villa was cleared out. Song Ziming decided that his mother and sisters would live in the middle building, the left side would be given to Uncle Min and his family, and he would live in the right building with Ziyang and Zian. Since Uncle Min and his family had a lot of people, two of them could also come and live with them on the right side. As for the two women who stayed to clean and cook, they could share a room in the middle. It was better for men and women to be separated.
"Mrs. Song, is this arrangement alright?"
"Mm." Song Xia nodded, and took off her hat and sunglasses inside the house.
Although her hair and eyes were somewhat grayish, no one who didn't know the inside story would be able to tell that she had been infected with the zombie virus.
The manager was even quite amazed; he never expected that the person who had so easily killed Fan Quan would be such a beautiful and young woman.
Wow, any man who marries her will be so lucky. Not only will he have a beautiful woman by his side, but he'll also gain power.
The manager silently considered whether there were any suitable men around her; if she could seduce one, she would really hit the jackpot.
Although Song Xia is now a zombie, her senses are still very sharp, and she really dislikes the man's scrutinizing gaze.
"Heh!" With a cold snort, the surrounding air pressure plummeted, and the manager was instantly terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat and no longer daring to look directly at him.
Song Ziming also stared coldly at them: "Get out of here. Go back and tell them that my mother, Song, is going to have a meeting with them tomorrow to discuss some things."
The manager's heart skipped a beat. A meeting? A discussion? What could they be discussing? They were staying here, receiving the freshest supplies every day—what more could they ask for?
Do these people really want to challenge the positions of those two? With just one person's abilities, isn't their ambition too great?
He asked with a fawning smile, "Young Master Song, is there anything else you're dissatisfied with? We'll try our best to arrange it."
Song Ziming narrowed his eyes: "Just tell them this when you get back."
"Please tell me what you're discussing, otherwise I won't know how to explain it when I get back!"
"I don't care if you can explain yourself or not. Get lost."
The manager, holding his breath, caught a glimpse of Song Xia's cold gaze and hurriedly wiped his sweat as he fled.
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