I fired my boss at the beginning, and I became rich by doing business in the end times

Officer Ming laughed when he heard this: "Hahaha, Miss Lin is right, we should all help each other. If you need help in the future, just let me know."

"Sure." Lin Wanwan smiled.

"Please have some tea and take a rest."

"Okay." Lin Wanwan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The scene fell silent.

After a while, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and cleared his throat, then winked at Officer Ming above him.

Lin Wanwan and Fu Yinchen pretended not to see it and continued to drink tea leisurely.

"Ahem, um, you're Boss Lin, right?" One of the fat men spoke.

Lin Wanwan put down the teacup and said casually: "Well, please go ahead."

The fat man looked at the other two again, and after getting their support, he ignored Officer Ming's attempts to stop him and said:

"You two may not know that although we have defended the base this time, our losses have been very heavy. Moreover, there are more and more zombies outside, and our supplies are becoming increasingly scarce..."

He looked at Lin Wanwan, a gleam in his eyes.

Lin Wanwan curled the corners of her lips slightly. Sure enough, there was a purpose for calling them over.

"So, we hope Ms. Lin can do us one more favor."

The fat man continued, "Your community is well-defended and rich in supplies. If you can share some of them with our base, it will really help us out! We will definitely repay this timely help in the future..."

However, before he could finish his words, Fu Yinchen raised his hand to interrupt him. His face was grim and his voice was cold.

"You are all businessmen, so you naturally understand that in the business world, there is no such thing as helping someone without a reason. Nowadays, supplies are so scarce, no one would give away their things to others for no reason."

His eyes swept over everyone present with an unquestionable majesty.

At this time, another skinny monkey spoke up: "You can't say that. After all, we are all compatriots. We should help each other when we encounter difficulties."

However, Lin Wanwan just laughed coldly and said:

"Help each other? Then why didn't you take out the supplies to help the ordinary people in the base? In this way, they would not be forced to leave the base and turn to us."

These words immediately left the three people speechless.

"With great abilities comes great responsibilities. Besides, if you refuse to lend a helping hand, how is that any different from watching someone die without helping? Are you just going to watch us die?" the fat man retorted in a bad tone.

"We didn't stand by and watch them die." Lin Wanwan smiled mockingly, "If we hadn't helped, do you think the base alone could have resisted those zombies?"

Fu Yinchen echoed: "Don't forget who saved you."

"Then...then you guys just stay good people..." the skinny monkey muttered weakly.

"Hehe." Lin Wanwan rolled her eyes at her.

Officer Ming came out to smooth things over and said, "Calm down, everyone. Let's talk it over nicely."

After a few seconds of silence, Commander Ming continued, "The most urgent task now is to solve the problem of supplies. You can discuss a solution that will satisfy both parties, or we can give you some decision-making power over the base."

After this disaster, the base needs to be rebuilt and the remaining people need to be appeased, and supplies are needed everywhere.

Rumor has it that in the near future, supplies will be distributed uniformly, but there won't be too much, just enough to support the operation of the base.

If you want to develop and expand the base, it is very necessary to bring in a "big money sponsor".

Moreover, it was just a cession of a little power. As the base commander, he possessed a veto power and it would not affect the overall situation at all.