You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Just as the man was sizing up the situation, the car door suddenly opened, and a long leg encased in denim jeans emerged from inside, followed by a red-haired woman stepping out.

Before he could even marvel at when Liang Zhijie had become involved with such a woman, his pupils had already sharply constricted.

There, on the thigh of the beautiful woman, was a glaringly conspicuous handgun!

The silver of the gun's body was extremely eye-catching.

It was the first time he had ever seen it.

Then, the woman's gaze suddenly shifted over here, and the coldness and caution in her eyes made him quickly lower his head, avoiding her gaze as he heard another man jumping out from the car.

"Hmm—"

"The weather is quite nice today."

"Liang Zhijie, is this the place you mentioned?"

The voice sounded very young, with an air of nonchalance that seemed so out of place in these times.

After all, anyone who had lived this long was careful and guarded even in their speech.

Curious, the man couldn't help but raise his head.

He saw a young man, about one meter eighty in height, looking around with great interest at the surroundings and the passersby, appearing much like a rich family's young master out for a tour.

Liang Zhijie, standing in front of him, was bowing and scraping like a servant from ancient times, his face etched with a fawning smile.

"My apologies, Director Zhang."

"It seems we haven't come at the right time."

"Didn't you hear what Brother Lu said just now? The factory has just taken a group of people away, and it looks like they took at least a dozen over there."

Zhang Ye, however, shifted his gaze, staring at Liang Zhijie's fearful face and asked, "Lu head?"

"Lu... Brother Lu, come over here quick!"

Liang Zhijie immediately waved over to the man standing a few steps away, who was watching this side, "Let me introduce you, this is Director Zhang from down south!"

The man, hearing himself being called, quickly replaced his curiosity with a smile, trotted forward a few steps and bent over, saying,

"Hehe, Old Liang, how many times have I told you not to call me brother!"

"Just call me by my name!"

As he said this, he continued to bend and laugh, "Director Zhang, nice to meet you, I'm Lu Yong. May I ask what brings you here to..."

Lu Yong actually already had a guess but still deliberately probed.

But Zhang Ye had no intention of answering him, instead, the woman beside him subtly stepped forward, using her body to forcefully push the approaching Lu Yong back several steps.

Simultaneously, Liang Zhijie hurriedly answered on behalf of Zhang Ye, "Recruiting workers, are there any more people coming here today?"

Lu Yong, seeing the woman's tense body, knew she was trained.

He felt an increased sense of wariness towards Zhang Ye.

Nowadays, anyone who had bodyguards when going out was not a simple character, even someone like Li Yuanhao always had a few thugs loyally guarding him.

Let alone Liang Zhijie addressing someone repeatedly as Director Zhang; this person must be entrenched in places like factories.

People from such places often liked being called boss.@@novelbin@@

As for what they produced, that was unknown.

Most likely weapons or something similar.

But no matter what Director Zhang's factory actually did, all Lu Yong needed to know was that he was here to recruit workers.

After all, that was the only thing that truly concerned his own interests.

"It's tough."

"The vehicles just left."

Lu Yong's face showed a hint of helplessness as he shook his head to Liang Zhijie, "After all, the vehicles have just left. Those not selected either go scavenging outside or head to the government front to collect relief food."

Liang Zhijie's expression instantly froze, then quickly turned awkward.

He didn't dare to look up at Zhang Ye anymore.

Damn the factory!

On a regular day, getting a job here to earn some New Currency for food was as hard as climbing to the heavens, and on the rare occasions that people did come, they would recruit no more than four or five at most.

But today, of all days, they had almost taken away all the regular faces.

How was he supposed to explain this to Zhang Ye?

As he racked his brain thinking of where else he could find people, Gao Feng suddenly asked, "Where do those people usually live?"

This question instantly made Liang Zhijie and Lu Yong's expressions freeze, somewhat unclear about her meaning.

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"On the west side of Market Street, there weren't many houses there originally, so they built quite a few shanties themselves."

As he spoke, he looked up at Liang Zhijie and continued, "Old Liang, don't you live over there?"

Liang Zhijie immediately caught on, "Right, right, I do live over there, but it's quite chaotic and I was afraid of encountering danger, so... I wasn't prepared to take you there."

After finishing his words, he carefully looked up at Zhang Ye's expression.

Seeing no sign of annoyance from the other party, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Internally, he praised his own luck.

Thank goodness, Director Zhang has a good temper.

If it had been any of those factory bosses in the district or the farmers on the outskirts, they probably would've kicked him on the spot.

Wasn't this simple logic something one should realize without being reminded?

Lu Yong reacted quickly as well, immediately saying,

"I'm quite familiar with that area too."

"Director Zhang, how about I take you folks over for a look?"

"I also know a few people there, might be able to help."

Zhang Ye listened and his lips curled up slightly, a quiet chuckle in his heart.

This guy was quick-witted.

On the surface, he seemed to be just eager to help.

But in fact, he was trying to steal business from Liang Zhijie.

These two clearly knew each other, yet they were stitching up this act.

They were decisively ruthless.

Liang Zhijie wasn't a fool, how could he not understand his intent?

He was fully counting on this endeavor to build ties with Zhang Ye and the Peng family brothers, and now someone was trying to cut him off mid-way?

His expression instantly became excited.

"Old Liang, what kind of way is this to handle things?"

He then hurriedly looked towards Zhang Ye, saying sincerely,

"Director Zhang!"

"I'm familiar with that area!"

"Let me take you over there, okay?"

Zhang Ye smiled, glanced at Lu Yong who was still bowing his head, and had already made a decision in his mind; he turned and got into the car.

"Liang Zhijie, come on up and lead the way."

"Okay!"

A nervous Liang Zhijie, upon hearing these words, immediately responded excitedly and jogged to the other side of the car.

Gao Feng didn't say much more, decisively opened the door, got into the car, and prepared to leave.

Lu Yong, still maintaining his bowed head, internally sighed in disappointment, thinking Liang that guy had just hit the jackpot.

But as he was about to look up, suddenly he heard a voice from the car,

"Wait for me at the Five-Note Misc. Grain Store before the market."

"Just give them my name."

Lu Yong's heart surged with surprise, and when he looked up, the two cars had already slowly pulled out of the hiring site, one after the other.

They soon disappeared around the right-hand corner.

Five-Note Misc. Grain Store?

That was the name from the past.

Now it's said to have been converted by government officials into a hostel, specifically for renting to outsiders.

It turned out his guess was not wrong.