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What do they want?

Then, Xiao Jun picked up the loudspeaker and shouted:

"What is the cooperation method? What do you want?"

Upon hearing Xiao Jun’s words again, Chen Er’s heart was full of excitement.

Being able to ask such questions indicates that among the bunch of things I just said, there must be something Oil City wants.

Otherwise, if they don’t lack anything, they wouldn’t even bother asking this question, they would just reject us directly.

Chen Er steadied his excitement, picked up the loudspeaker again and shouted:

"Oil, we need oil.

Our Southern Paradise came with sincerity. Besides oil, we can also start other forms of cooperation. If the cooperation is pleasant, we can even form an alliance.

Doomsday is tough; we just hope not to start a war, isn’t it so nice for everyone to cooperate peacefully and exchange? Wouldn’t you agree?"

"Hehe."

Xiao Jun did not believe a word of the latter half of his speech.

After all, what he experienced at Orange Continent, Gan Shang’s actions taught him never to easily trust anyone.

Though he didn’t quite believe it in his heart, the person’s attitude was still quite proper, coming over in a single vehicle without firearms.

Exposing oneself under the gunpoint, although it might be to numb oneself, it represented an attitude of cooperation.

It’s just, regarding the exchange of oil and people from Southern Paradise for medicine.

He couldn’t make this decision; it had to be reported up, letting Mr. Li and the others make the decision.

So he shouted to Chen Er: "Understood, but we need to consider this, we can’t give you an answer right now.

Maybe, you should come back in a few days?"

A few days?

Upon hearing Xiao Jun say this, Chen Er’s face lit up with joy.

There’s hope.

Cooperation requires constant adaptation and probing.

Especially in Doomsday.

This trip was not in vain. At least it showed that the people in Oil City were not unreasonably violent, killing directly.

"Alright! We’ll come back in a few days. How should I address you?" Chen Er humbled himself, seeking cooperation.

Xiao Jun furrowed his brows, hesitating.

He initially wanted to give a random name, but he considered that if there was genuine cooperation in the future, a fake name was unnecessary.

His real name, in Doomsday, few people knew him.

So he shouted: "Xiao Jun."

Chen Er repeated the name a few times in his heart, then picked up the loudspeaker and shouted to Xiao Jun: "These two boxes of antibiotics are our gift to you; I’ll leave them here.

We’ll be back in five days, and then we’ll wait for your response."

As he said this, he opened the packaging of another unopened box of antibiotics.

He didn’t tear off the vacuum packaging film inside.

He did this mainly to lower Oil City’s people’s guard.

To prevent them from thinking that we tampered with the medicine.

Xiao Jun saw him personally open the package and saw that there were indeed antibiotics inside.

Through the telescope, he could even see the name of the medicine written on the box.

Standing next to Xiao Jun, Dong Tai put down the telescope, his gaze flickering:

"Captain Xiao, do you think they really want to cooperate with us? This posture, it feels... I don’t know how to say it."

Dong Tai smacked his lips doubtfully.

Xiao Jun didn’t answer him directly.

"It’s still unclear now; let’s see. If there really is cooperation, it’s not us talking to them; report this to the base, and the base will naturally send someone to handle it."

"Hmm, indeed." Dong Tai nodded in agreement.

They were supposed to return to the Big Camphor Tree Base in a few days, exchanging things with Xiao Hu and Old Bi there.

They didn’t expect this turn of events; it seems like they can’t go back until this is sorted out.

By now, they understood Old Bi’s feelings back then.

Although it’s not bad in Oil City, it’s definitely not as comfortable as staying at Big Camphor Tree Base.

After Chen Er finished speaking, he waited a long time without a response from Oil City.

So he spoke again:

"We’ll discuss cooperation in five days; what do you think?"

He asked again.

Xiao Jun picked up the loudspeaker to answer:

"Okay."

Upon hearing Xiao Jun’s response, Chen Er smiled, then bowed to Oil City before getting in his car.

This is the first step, the most crucial one.

Starting something is always hard, but if it begins well without any obstacles, it gets simpler later on.

It’s just a matter of negotiating the form of cooperation, which can be discussed later.

The most important thing now is to establish trust.

A delighted Chen Er got in the car and said to the driver:

"Drive, let’s go back."

"Okay, Captain Chen."

The car was started and headed back in the direction they came from.

Bang!

Feng Wei, sitting next to Chen Er, suddenly kicked the seat in front heavily. The driver in the front was pushed.

The steering wheel slipped, and the car nearly lost control.

"What are you doing!?!!! Why did you kick my team member?" Chen Er, seeing this scene, lost his good mood instantly, looking at Feng Wei with a displeased face.

"Leg cramp, accidental kick."

Feng Wei said indifferently, without any apology.

He glanced at Chen Er beside him, his eyes full of disdain.

"You!"

Chen Er was furious, but internally he kept repeating.

Focus on the bigger picture; once back at Southern Paradise, he’d report Feng Wei’s non-cooperation to Mr. Hu.

Were it not for Feng Wei’s prior visit here, he truly wouldn’t want to join him.

Seeing no response from Chen Er, Feng Wei spoke to his subordinate in the passenger seat:

"Xiao Hu."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Feng Wei’s subordinate turned his head, looking brightly at Feng Wei and answered:

"Captain, you called me."

Feng Wei glanced again at Chen Er beside him, teaching Xiao Hu:

"Xiao Hu, we have to have backbone, not like a dog licking others.

Be dignified, not always lowering ourselves like beggars.

Especially to those no better than us, we just act.

Unlike someone, clearly has better ways to solve problems but chooses to be a dog begging for mercy

....."

Feng Wei’s words were clearly meant to insult.

To be precise, it’s almost like directly cursing at him.

"What the hell are you saying?" Chen Er cursed in anger.

If it weren’t for the mission, I’d have beaten you up long ago.

Damn it!

In his heart, Chen Er silently added another mark against Feng Wei, determined to tell Mr. Hu once back to teach Feng Wei a lesson.

"Hey, I didn’t mention you; why are you so excited."

"Look, you’re anxious, you’re anxious."

"Xiao Hu, staying calm is crucial, not always impotently yelling, bringing ridicule."

"Yes, yes, Captain, you’re absolutely right." Xiao Hu had no choice but to agree with Feng Wei, smiling.

Current authority surpasses the county official; Feng Wei was his direct superior.

Not licking him, should he lick Chen Er?

Chen Er’s face turned sour, tilting his black hat, but he couldn’t be bothered to argue further with Feng Wei.

There’s no point in a verbal argument.

Upon seeing Chen Er ignoring him, Feng Wei’s frustration subsided somewhat.

Honestly!

If he led, he could conquer Oil City within three hours.

He’d already scoped it with a telescope; Oil City had few people and no heavy weapons, just a dozen small fry with rifles.

Feng Wei could effortlessly take it down.

Why stoop to beg for cooperation?

They called it sincerity.

But to him, such behavior resembled servility.

Watching Oil City grow distant, Feng Wei’s urge to seize it grew stronger:

Take Oil City outright, done deal, countless gains?

One could prove their strength, gaining higher standing in Southern Paradise.

Another solves the energy problem, eliminating the need for uncomfortable cooperation.

A minor thought crossed; through the telescope he saw a few pretty girls on the walls just now.

Once owning Oil City, oil secured, status honored, reputation raised, women... also obtained.

......

(Seeking monthly ticket)