Fu Xixi nodded frantically, feeling much more at ease with her boss's presence.
Little did anyone know, Wei Lun was starting to get anxious too. Damn, nobody would stay calm with a missile placed right in front of them!
That thing was practically designed for extortion; one missile and hundreds would die.
Fu Xixi ran off to relay the order; after all, she had some business dealings with Wang Ci and their relationship was quite good.
There shouldn't be any danger, but things could get complicated over time.
Wei Lun immediately began issuing commands through the time-space communication headset, because of the special circumstances.
"Gentlemen, upon receiving this message, immediately increase vigilance. All guards should not gather together and should disperse to guard the area."
Wei Lun said that although after the order was issued, everyone felt completely lost,
However, given the current situation with missiles, this is the best solution. It's unclear just how much power Wang Ci possesses.
They even managed to get their hands on superweapons like missiles; according to Fu Xixi, there are at least dozens.
Just as Wei Lun was pacing anxiously in the courtyard, Fu Xixi finally sent a message.
In the time-space communication headset,
"Boss, I've contacted Wang Ci, and I'm bringing him over."
Fu Xixi spoke with a slightly hurried tone, clearly indicating that she had seen the missile; Wang Ci must have shown it to her during the inspection.
Although there is a current danger, successfully capturing this batch of missiles would significantly enhance the future security and stability of the Weishi Group.
In the apocalypse, missiles are basically useless, since such weapons of mass destruction cannot be used to harvest zombies.
It can only be used for the defense of large settlements or to deal with intruders; in reality, its uses are not many.
Compared to laser weapons, which are used in large quantities, missiles don't sell very well in Wang Ci's hands.
As a black market dealer, Wang Ci has always been mercenary. With money, they can live better lives. Right now, Wei Lun lacks many things, but he doesn't lack money.
Ten minutes later,
In the headquarters compound, Wang Ci's terrifying face appeared.
Clearly, Wang Ci hasn't been having a good time lately either. He used to have a good relationship with people like Cai Zhenshao, but Wei Lun killed him.
Wang Ci had no choice but to seek opportunities in other settlements, which ironically led him to acquire a powerful weapon like a missile.
In reality, when it comes to relationships, these black market dealers only care about profit. As long as the profit is big enough, what does friendship matter? It's nothing!
Therefore, the possibility of Wang Ci seeking revenge against Cai Zhenshao and his ilk is virtually nonexistent. Compared to the money in Wei Lun's hands, these zombie crystal cores are far more attractive to him.
"Boss Wei, we meet again! Hahaha!"
Wang Ci swaggered towards the pavilion where Wei Lun was sitting, laughing and exchanging polite words as he went.
Although the Guardian Group is very powerful now, Wang Ci is no pushover either. Every black market merchant who follows him has survived countless hardships.
Each of them possessed courage and ability far beyond that of ordinary people; each was a capable and robust man.
"Brother Wang Ci, welcome, welcome! Fu Xixi, hurry up and make some tea!"
Wei Lun greeted him with a smile and instructed Fu Xixi to make tea. Although the headquarters compound was large, there were no real servants yet.
The guards were mostly armed and didn't have any servants specifically assigned to them, so they could only ask Fu Xixi to make tea.
Upon hearing the word "tea," Wang Ci's eyes lit up. Although he had guessed it might be tea leaves,
However, when Wang Ci saw the tea leaves with his own eyes, he couldn't help but get excited.
What kind of era is this? It's the end of the world! There's still tea, something only landlords have. It's extremely precious!
In the apocalypse, even access to clean drinking water is difficult, let alone brewing tea with boiling water.
This type of tea was long extinct, and the fact that it could still be found at this time gave Wang Ci even more confidence in Wei Lun's abilities. He was certain that Wei Lun was capable of securing this missile order.
Pick up the teacup in your hand,
Wang Ci took a sip, and in that instant, tears almost welled up in his eyes.
In the memories of these people living through the apocalypse, this is the taste of the time before disaster, the taste of peace and happiness. Even Wang Ci, a black market merchant who lives on the edge of a knife, misses his former life.
Soon, Wang Ci completely disregarded his image and frantically drank the entire cup of tea in one gulp.
Then he looked at Wei Lun pitifully.
"Mr. Wei, do you still have this tea?"
Wang Ci blushed as she spoke. This kind of tea must be very rare; it was already a great honor to use it to entertain guests.
At this point, it's probably impossible for him to continue drinking such delicious tea.
but,
What Wei Lun said next completely convinced him!
"Fu Xixi, go and get Brother Wang Ci another cup of tea!"
Wei Lun said with a smile, and Fu Xixi carefully picked up the cup to refill the tea.
"Brother Wang Ci, I still have some tea here. Since you like it so much, I can give you a pound of tea!"
For this missile order, Wei Lun very politely took out his own tea reserves.
In fact, Wei Lun bought dozens of kilograms of tea, and this tea was incredibly cheap by today's standards, costing no more than twenty yuan per kilogram.
I bought more than 30 kilograms of tea leaves, but it only cost a few hundred yuan.
Wang Ci, however, thought differently. A pound of tea leaves!
This is something only the wealthy can afford, but Wei Lun is such a loyal friend that he immediately gave him a pound of tea!
"Boss Wei, this is so wrong! I can't take what someone else loves!"
Although Wang Ci said he didn't want it, he was very anxious. A pound of tea was something that even money couldn't guarantee you could buy. He couldn't just let it slip away like that, could he?
After saying that, Wang Ci felt a little regretful. Why was he so concerned about saving face?
Wei Lun laughed heartily.
"It's alright, you must accept this pound of tea! Fu Xixi, pack a pound of tea for Brother Wang Ci!"
Wei Lun shouted loudly into the room. Only Fu Xixi knew that there was still plenty of tea in stock! The boss rarely drank it; it was mostly the management who drank it.
Fu Xixi was holding a cup of tea and a packaged bag of tea leaves.
He approached Wang Ci and offered him tea.
Wang Ci's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He was so surprised. He kept his word. This was truly the style of a big boss!
Wang Ci had made up his mind that he absolutely could not cheat Wei Lun on this order; they had to have a fair transaction!
That's right, fair trade!
Wang Ci had forgotten just how much of a threat his missiles posed to the Guardian Group from the outside.
"Boss Wei, you're so kind and generous, I don't want to take advantage of you! How many missiles do you want? I'll give you the best price!"
Wang Ci had an uncontrollable smile on his face, his hand tightly gripping the tea leaves, as if he had obtained some kind of treasure!
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