No matter which direction the world takes, Wei Lun firmly believes in one idea: to do everything in his power to save the world, while ensuring his own absolute safety.
Even if it cannot achieve the same peace and prosperity as modern times, it should strive to develop into an orderly human society.
Repairing the radiation-affected environment and building a self-sufficient agricultural society to ensure everyone's food and clothing—perhaps Wei Lun was indulging in wishful thinking, but how would he know the outcome if he didn't try?
After finishing all his work, Wei Lun sat in the headquarters courtyard, legs crossed, basking in the sun.
A pair of huge sunglasses obscured his face, and no one knew whether Wei Lun was asleep or awake.
The only rule everyone followed was that Qin Mutong would never ask the boss for a decision she could make.
In the office, Qin Mutong looked out the window at her husband, who seemed to have given up on his responsibilities, and felt a warmth in her heart.
How she wished he could stay in the apocalypse forever. Even if he did nothing, just seeing him would be happiness. As for these jobs? They were nothing. If it weren't for Wei Lun, he might have died in this apocalypse long ago. Wei Lun gave her a completely new life.
A deep affection welled up in his eyes, and Fu Xixi, who happened to walk in, witnessed this scene.
She also imitated Qin Mutong, staring out the window with a grin.
"Sigh, if I had a husband like that, I'd probably wake up smiling every day, and wouldn't be kept awake by these business matters."
As Fu Xixi spoke, she picked up a stack of documents that needed to be signed; they were all about the expenditure decisions of the Guardian Group.
We've been expending a lot of energy lately, and we need to collect materials from all aspects again.
"Xixi, you'd better think about how to protect your face. You're so young and you look so melancholy, no man will like that."
Qin Mutong teased Fu Xixi, sighed, and then stopped paying attention to the man outside the window.
"Look at what you're saying, the line of people who like me stretches all the way to the city gate."
Fu Xixi said, though still with a hint of pride on her face, with great reluctance.
It's no exaggeration to say that hundreds of people admire Fu Xixi's current position, as she is the de facto highest-ranking manager of the Guardian Group.
Therefore, there are many scenarios where they appear in public. Some men are very envious of women who have a good background, are capable, and have a voluptuous figure.
However, it seems that only Wei Lun resides in Fu Xixi's heart. Although she knows that the two of them are absolutely impossible, she still cherishes the feelings of a young girl and longs for him, even if it means managing everything here for him.
"Um, Madam, there's something I need to tell you."
Fu Xixi frowned slightly; her delicately applied rouge makeup seemed somewhat out of place for a beauty.
Fu Xixi pulled out a chair and sat down, facing Qin Mutong.
"Tell me, I was worried that nothing big was happening lately, but look how relaxed Wei Lun is."
Qin Mutong asked with a smile, clearly not worried about anything happening.
Furthermore, they seemed quite interested in the trouble their subordinates caused; perhaps this is the only fun they have in the apocalypse.
"Madam, Wang Ci is here again. He's the black market dealer who sold missiles last time."
Fu Xixi said that she knew Wang Ci quite well; he was ruthless and petty, and it was safe to say that he had taken more than a thousand lives.
This time, Wang Ci's visit was clearly not for his own little plot of land.
Because he has already set his sights on the Guardian Group's laser weapons, and now a large number of orders are for laser weapons.
This Wang Ci is actually going to use a laser weapon on this very spot? Isn't that just making things worse?
The key point is that Wei Lun and Wang Ci seemed to have a very pleasant relationship during the last transaction, so I can't refuse to receive them. They're both big shots, the kind who would resort to violence if they're unhappy.
"Wang Ci? He's also here to ask for laser weapons?"
Qin Mutong tilted her head and asked, "This matter is difficult to handle right now. Although it can be approved directly, the Guardian Group currently has no inventory."
These black market transactions are characterized by the requirement that money be exchanged for goods on the spot.
If the Guardian Group can't deliver the goods, why would they pay? And if they don't pay, how can we place an order with them?
This is a vicious cycle...
"Should we ask that one?"
Fu Xixi pointed to Wei Lun outside the window; he was still swaying back and forth in the rocking chair.
"Sigh, I have to trouble her with even this small thing. I guess I'm not good enough."
Qin Mutong felt a pang of guilt; she hadn't been able to help her man manage his life and still had to bother him.
However, Qin Mutong obviously had no idea what Wei Lun was thinking, because at this moment, Wei Lun was thinking about how to expand the army and then expand to more distant places, and preferably get some pilots or fighter jets.
Wei Lun has no connections, but perhaps Wang Ci has a way?
Qin Mutong and Fu Xixi entered the courtyard one after the other and walked to Wei Lun's side.
Qin Mutong waved her small hand in front of Wei Lun's eyes. With those big sunglasses covering his face, who knew if he was awake?
"Stop shaking me, I'm watching with my eyes open."
Wei Lun said, then changed his position, comfortably leaning back in the rocking chair.
"Fu Xixi, you're here too. Find a place to sit, guard, go make me some tea."
Wei Lun waved his hand, signaling the group to sit down and talk. One of the guards beside him immediately began brewing tea on the tea table.
The aroma of this tea in the apocalypse is like that of abalone, incredibly tempting, because the healthy feeling it evokes is simply wonderful.
"I know you must have encountered some difficult choices."
"Tell me, I'm really bored right now too."
Wei Lun smiled and then took off the enormous sunglasses that blocked out the entire sky.
“Weilun, Fu Xixi just came over and told me something. Wang Ci is here.”
Qin Mutong said, then gestured for Fu Xixi to continue.
"Boss, when Wang Ci came over, he specifically asked me to bring you a pistol, saying it was for you to play with."
As Fu Xixi spoke, she handed the pistol to Wei Lun. Good heavens, this pistol was entirely jade white, crystal clear, practically a work of art.
Wei Lun tried pointing into the distance, and bang!
It works! It's truly ingenious. This world has everything; as long as you have money, you can have anything!
"More than that, judging from the look of it, did someone say something that made things difficult for you?"
Wei Lun glanced at Fu Xixi, then continued to play with the jade-white pistol in his hand.
"Yes, the boss is right. He begged us to provide a thousand laser guns and is willing to agree to any conditions we set."
"For this reason, he is willing to open all arms purchase channels for us."
Fu Xixi said nervously, he didn't know what it meant either, he only knew that if this succeeded, the relationship between the boss and the black market would be even closer in the future.
"It's rare to see someone so good at dealing with people. Since he's shamelessly come to beg us, we should at least give him something in return."
"Here's what we'll do: go tell him that a thousand is impossible, but we can give him a hundred here, and it'll be an immediate transaction!"
Wei Lun said that there are only about a hundred left in stock. Wei Lun has already done his best. If Wang Ci doesn't know what's good for him, then we should cut off all contact with him from now on!
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