Bobby shivered involuntarily at these words, forced a chuckle, and quickly said, "How could that be? Master Chen, your charm is unmatched! I’m just worried..."
Bobby definitely doesn’t want Chen Che to fall.
Right now, he can only rely on Chen Che. If Chen Che falls, he won’t have ti to find a third boss.
After all, after Moore died, Bobby’s courage grew, and he absorbed so of the people Moore left behind, relying on Chen Che’s backing.
At the sa ti, he no longer needed to sneak around with Moore’s forr wife; he openly enjoyed eating dumplings and sleeping with his sister-in-law.
All of this was based on the premise that Chen Che could provide him protection.
Chen Che smiled softly, giving Bobby a reassurance pill: "Don’t worry.
That Young Master Xu is very leisurely. Being sent to the Military Departnt but not working there, and still has the leisure to pursue won, tsk tsk...
The waters here run deep.
Xu Ziang’s aim isn’t just to pursue Director An... never mind, you wouldn’t understand more even if I told you.
Just do your thing, if the waves don’t rise, the boat won’t tip over."
Bobby instantly felt reassured, even though he couldn’t quite understand so of Chen Che’s words.
But what Chen Che said made sense. If this boat capsizes, he’ll be the first to sink as one of its passengers.
Bobby shouldn’t be more worried than Chen Che.
By Chen Che’s tone, it seed like he was fully confident.
Bobby felt relieved, hung up the communication, took so money out of his wallet, coughed, and tossed it into Xiong Da’s hands, saying, "Master Chen said, let bring this money over, you each take three percent."
Xiong Da’s face lit up, taking the money bag and calling everyone over to split the money.
Bobby then turned and went to deliver money.
...
An Nishang’s villa.
Chen Che looked up at the sky; it was late, nearly night.
The night beyond the high walls of the Ninth Special Zone was extrely dangerous, with a lively ecosystem.
Fortunately, there was no great danger as long as one stayed within the walls.
"Seems the leader is almost back."
Chen Che hums a tune as he goes to the kitchen, mixes flour with saltwater.
The Hellhound at Bobby brought last ti is minced, costing two points to buy a pound of the freshest, unpolluted scallions.
This scallion is a rarity, its fragrance rich; unpolluted scallions can fetch a high price on the black market.
In the post-radiation world, most plants mutated, and their taste changed drastically.
Humans’ taste buds adapted to the harsh environnt.
So foods with foul odors, unpleasant taste, could be choked down.
A simple al of dumplings in the normal world is a rare delicacy in this world.
Fresh scallions mixed into the at, seasoned and blended.
Dough rolled into strips, pinched into small pieces, rolled into rounds, wrapping the at filling.
With the intervention of the Food God’s power, removing the at’s odor, the dumplings are made.
Hellhound at and scallion filling, a rare world delicacy.
He heard the sound of a car from outside.
Cars are extrely rare in this world.
The developnt of resources and construction of industrial assembly lines couldn’t yet build large car factories.
Vehicles belong to top-tier individuals.
Naturally, it was An Nishang.
Chen Che washed the flour off his hands, replaced it with a smile, and went out to greet.
Hmm? It feels like a housewife welcoming her husband ho with food after a day of work... arriving outside, the exclusive car belonging to An Nishang was parked.
Chen Che squinted; he saw soone from the back seat approach another car door, open it with gentility and elegance, and extended a hand.
The man wore a tailcoat suit, was Asian, handso, and gentle.
Unlike most people cultivated in this apocalyptic wasteland, with a ferocious aura.
The difference in temperant between common people and noble young masters.
Xu Ziang? Chen Che imdiately connected.
Inside the car was An Nishang in an evening gown.
Xu Ziang sketched a handso, warm smile and said, "My Queen, please."
Chen Che, hearing this from not far behind, rolled his eyes.
Inside the car, An Nishang wore a faint expression, staring at the ungloved hand, though long and beautiful, but a deep restraint shimred in her gaze.
Not far away, Chen Che curled a playful smile.
An Nishang wore black gloves on her hand and finally alighted with Xu Ziang’s support.
The fitted black evening dress highlighted a stunning figure.
A hunger flickered in Xu Ziang’s eyes, yet he remained composed and polite, intending to take An Nishang’s hand and say more, but An Nishang discreetly let go.
Xu Ziang caught sight, from the corner of his eye, of Chen Che standing not far away, and his face sank.
There had been rumors An Nishang kept a male pet, seemingly very indulged.
He understood too.
In the wasteland era, the concept of chastity didn’t exist.
The venting of desires was the most direct form of communication, enjoyed by both n and won.
After all, it was the cheapest way to relieve emotions.
Won in An Nishang’s position collecting male pets was quite normal, just as n with power kept beautiful won to show off their capabilities.
Other won gathering a bunch of handso n was very common.
An Nishang only kept one, and it was soone like Chen Che, who, aside from so handso and healthy looks, had no other noteworthy traits, which was surprising.
So Xu Ziang harbored strong animosity toward Chen Che.
An Nishang favored one man, indulging and even doting; many in the Ninth Special Zone heard of it.
For Xu Ziang, whether in status, family background, or even appearance, he far outranked Chen Che.
If An Nishang had physical needs, he could help fulfill them too.
Therefore, exploring how much An Nishang favored Chen Che and resolving Chen Che was crucial for Xu Ziang.
In his view, An Nishang attending the Ninth Special Zone Congressional banquet with him, although she didn’t directly accept his public affection, neither did she outright reject him, right?
After all, their union would far surpass one plus one making two.
They could complent each other.
An Nishang could help him secure his position in the Military Departnt, and he could help An Nishang attain the director position at the Judicial Bureau.
An Nishang might be considering now, but she absolutely won’t refuse!
"Nishang, you didn’t reject ; I know you’re considering this matter.
For us, whether by family background, status, or position, we are a match made in heaven.
Nishang, I’ll wait for you.
I won’t give up on you."
"Nishang, I know my unexpected actions in public might have put you in a difficult situation, but now it’s just the two of us; could you give a response?
Give the right to pursue you."
Xu Ziang, expressing his emotions deeply, didn’t notice An Nishang’s fingers continuously rubbing, red pupils seemingly flickering with light.
Standing by not far away, Chen Che, who had been gleefully watching the drama, suddenly felt a chill.
A cold sensation climbed his back, making him shiver unconsciously.
The leader seed to glance at him, perhaps intentionally.
[An Nishang’s real-ti killing intent towards you has risen to 50%!]
Damn! What the hell! Isn’t this your love debt? What’s it got to do with !
Just as Xu Ziang was going to continue expressing his feelings, a man’s voice behind him untily interrupted him.
"Leader, the bathwater you requested is ready. Any later, and the temperature might not et your requirents."
Interrupted, Xu Ziang frowned, looking annoyed, turned to look back.
Seeing the man he regarded as an ant, standing behind him, smiling and speaking.
Having probably guessed Chen Che’s identity, Xu Ziang spoke condescendingly, eyes cold and aloof: "No manners! Can’t you see I’m talking to Nishang?"
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