My Doomsday Women's Army

Anyway, this batch of salt is already in my space now, and the plan of my husband's representative has been more than half successful.

hold him...

Chen Jing was betting that his edible salt was already with her, and that he would not dare to turn against her easily.

It wouldn't do him any good to do that...

……

Exchange hall in the main building.

The four working ladies all stood behind the counter, Liu Xiaomo sat on the chair at the counter, looked up at them, a little surprised, but didn't think much, just showed them Chen Jing's note, what they said was "Can be exchanged".

Can be exchanged.

After pecking for about ten minutes, Liu Xiaomo wrote down the exchange ratio of 500 million bullet rolls and handed them over to one of them.

"Okay sir." The working lady took the slip of paper with both hands, with a nervous expression on her face, "But sir, we can't prepare all the ammunition you need to exchange for tonight, we need to count and check..."

I can't get it out tonight, and I need to pick it up tomorrow night, Liu Xiaomo looked up at them, "Okay, I'll come and pick it up tomorrow."

Walking out of the exchange hall, Liu Xiaomo faintly felt that something was wrong. He moved towards the plantation and quickened his pace...

His bottom line now is fair trade, I won't take advantage of you, so don't play tricks on me, otherwise...

Chapter 136: Played by her

"The trading hall? When did the trading hall manage our plantation?"

The female manager said to come directly to the plantation, and Liu Xiaomo arrived here, and the service attitude here is obviously not as good as that of the City Lord's Mansion.

Among the special awakeners, the planters have the highest status, but all the planters are under the control of the City Lord's Mansion.

Any adventure group who dares to hide the planter will be shot!

Therefore, noble growers, even ordinary people who work for growers, all have their nostrils upturned, as if they owe him money.

"Plum!"

Before Liu Xiaomo entered the plantation, the door was blocked by the bastard. At this time, a middle-aged man hurried out of the plantation, looked at Liu Xiaomo, then looked at the bastard young man and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" what happened?"

He received the news just now, and he is going to hold up a man with Manager Chen's note in a while, and it is likely to be him.

"Is this kid sick?" The bastard youth named Li Zi turned around and handed the note to the middle-aged man, "Take the note from the manager of the trading floor and come to us to pick up food and want 500 million bullets." ,Ah……"

"Shut up Laozi!"

Before Liu Xiaomo got angry, he slapped him, and the middle-aged man slapped him across the face! "Shut up! Go back!"

"Brother-in-law! Why did you hit me?"

Li Zi was stunned by the slap, and the middle-aged man turned his head and gave him a hard look, "Can't you understand people's words? Let you go!"

This middle-aged man was actually a planter.

There was a faint green mark on his wrist. Liu Xiaomo also saw the legendary planter for the first time, but what he was had nothing to do with him. He had to get the grain today.

Even if he can't get all of them, he still has to get some of them first. This is his bottom line.

"Hehe, little brother." The middle-aged man smiled, "Manager Chen's note, we must give face to our plantation, but now the food in the garden still owes 20 tons to the Blood Claw Adventure Group and has not been paid. Come back in a few days."

"Allow me 5 tons first, and I'll get the rest in a few days."

Standing at the gate of this plantation, Liu Xiaomo looked at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man glanced back into the garden, turned his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not enough for 5 tons, it really isn't. We've been working overtime all night now. I did a little bit more work, but our growers can't use skills 24 hours a day...Look at this..."

"5 tons won't work, then get me 1 ton, don't tell me your plantation can't even produce 1 ton of grain now!"

1 ton Liu Xiaomo is definitely not going to do it. He said that because, now he has begun to suspect that the female manager is lying to himself!

"1 ton?" The middle-aged man had a bitter look on his face, "There is not even 1 ton, look, can you allow us a few more days, please wait for five or six days, one meal, one meal Make sure everything is ready for you."

Sure enough, there was no 1 ton of grain.

With Chen Jing's identity, even 1 ton of grain cannot be revealed, so Liu Xiaomo must be so fucking unbelievable!Now this situation must be that the girl just lied to herself.

The so-called note is simply a piece of waste paper.

Played by her!

On the way back to the city lord's mansion, Liu Xiaomo's heart was always on fire. She never planned to give herself food from the beginning.

Playing with me, this so-called note is just for playing with me!

Back to the city this time...

Recruiting, so far, no one has been recruited!

I am going to buy supplies to fight against the second catastrophe, but so far, I haven't bought a single grain or bullet.

Instead, I used my own 26 bags of edible salt in exchange for some bullet rolls that couldn't be spent!

His heart was on fire, and he walked faster...

City Lord's Mansion, Trading Hall.

"Tell your manager to come over to me immediately!"

Back and forth, tossing until 9:609 pm, Liu Xiaomo suppressed the evil fire in his stomach, and opened that room [-] again.

"gentlemen!"

There are more than a dozen beautiful tea masters at the door, Wang Ting walked in cautiously, "The manager is not feeling well, she has already rested."

"She's not feeling well?" Liu Xiaomo stared at the cautious appraiser at the door, "When she signed the contract with me just now, why didn't I see that she was not feeling well?"

Bowing her head, Wang Ting dared not speak...

The tea artisans outside and her were all required to serve Mr. Liu. As for the manager...

……

"Is he gone?"

On the 8th floor, in the manager's office of the trading floor, there were two level 2 stone-skin bodyguards at the door. Perhaps out of guilty conscience, Chen Jing called four more in the office.

He is just an ordinary person, but Chen Jing can always feel a sense of danger in him.

"Gone, he's gone."