Being a villain in apocalyptic writing

Time slowly lengthened as Wan Zhiming remained silent, but no one dared to rush him.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn.

Finally, just as Ai Jiuwei was showing impatience and was about to step forward to remind her, Wan Zhiming came back to his senses and his eyes became calm again.

Obviously, as a person in the situation, although he did not see things as clearly as Luan Ning immediately, after thinking about it, he was able to distinguish the pros and cons to some extent.

"You almost tricked me." Wan Zhiming smiled slightly, without any anger, "Jiang Ye, tell me your conditions. You wasted so much time just to see how much I can offer, right?"

Jiang Ye's eyelashes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"You are as sharp as ever. You got my mind right the first time. I can't bear to kill you now." Wan Zhiming looked at her calmly, "But my patience is limited. If you keep wasting time, I will take more than just you away today."

He looked around, hinting, "You've lived here for half a month, so you should have a lot of good relationships, right?"

Jiang Ye curled her lips into a smile and made a "please come in" gesture to him.

Wan Zhiming paused slightly.

"This city is basically yours now. Who you want to kill or take away is none of my business." Jiang Ye retracted his hand and looked at him with a half-smile. "What you said before is right. Our personalities are very similar to some extent."

Wan Zhiming frowned as he looked at her, feeling that she couldn't say anything good.

Sure enough, Jiang Ye raised his eyelids calmly: "We are all scumbags and don't like to care about other people's lives."

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"..."

For a moment, the wind was still.

Everyone around, who were feeling uneasy because of Wan Zhiming's threat to Jiang Ye a second ago, were now completely broken down by Jiang Ye's words.

I didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, and for a moment I even forgot to worry.

Jiang Ye admired Wan Zhiming's livid face for two seconds, then lowered his eyes and said, "Since you want to negotiate a deal, you have to show your sincerity. I am a soft-hearted person, and you want to threaten me with others, so there is no way to negotiate."

At the end of her words, Jiang Ye raised her head and smiled at him innocently.

“Heh…” Wan Zhiming was stunned for a moment, then he laughed out loud, “This is the first time I’ve seen you act like this in all these years.”

Jiang Ye stopped smiling and looked at him coldly.

Wan Zhiming was very satisfied that there was something to talk about. He glanced at Hu Jing, who very attentively brought over the chair that Ai Jiuwei had previously sat on.

Wan Zhiming sat down and seemed to be having a long chat with Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, but did not say anything again this time.

The crowd eating melons was dumbfounded again:

"Oh my god...what's going on? They can actually sit down and chat?"

"I thought there was going to be a fight at least."

"Who says it's not the case..."

"It seems that your play was very successful." Wan Zhiming naturally noticed the commotion around him. He even wanted to make a joke, "I'm afraid they even think that at least one of us will fall here today."

Jiang Ye looked indifferent, and replied half-seriously, "Thank you for the compliment."

His attitude was much more moderate than before.

Wan Zhiming smiled, looking forward to it: "Come on, tell me your conditions!"

"That depends on what you want me to do." Jiang Ye said.

Wan Zhiming was stunned and said directly: "Of course, continue to help me!"

Seeing that Jiang Ye remained silent, Wan Zhiming continued in a serious tone, "Nowadays, Hai City is so big and seems to be prosperous, but the management is chaotic and the allocation of resources is unreasonable. I need a helper who can handle various affairs."

At this point, he paused for a moment before solemnly saying, "You are almost my only choice."

Jiang Ye was not moved by such words at all, and even said sarcastically: "You really think highly of me."

Jiang Ye naturally discovered the problem he mentioned recently.

Perhaps after the apocalypse, humans have gone through several rounds of consumption, and the people who once supported the prosperity of the entire sea city have long been replaced by who knows how many waves.

The previous "Wan Zhiming" seemed to be a local overlord, but in the end times, the larger the territory, the more manpower and material resources it needed to manage, and he obviously did not do this job well.

Just in Dongxing City, there is chaotic management, shortage of resources, lack of system, huge class gap, and the weak are being exploited more and more seriously...

The Shi and Feng families are also eyeing them covetously.

All it takes is one opportunity and a towering building can collapse in an instant.

Now, Wan Zhiming is an ambitious guy. Naturally, he will not be willing to see such a huge force of his be defeated by such an unstable foundation.

"So, what do you want?" Seeing that Jiang Ye did not show any resistance, Wan Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ye raised his eyes to look at him and said calmly, "A commanding mansion."

Wan Zhiming was startled, then smiled: "Of course! I have allocated two villas for you next to the City Lord's Mansion in Puqing District for you to rest and work."

"I mean, it's in the Commander's Mansion in the refugee camp."

"Why?" Wan Zhiming frowned, clearly disagreeing. "The coastal areas are polluted, and the risk factor is very high in the refugee camp."

"The problem you're worried about is most serious in Dongxing City. The root of the problem is rotten from here." Jiang Ye glanced at him calmly, without any guilt. "You're not here, so do you expect to receive briefings from others every few days to understand the situation?"

Wan Zhiming's expression froze slightly.

"Tsk." When Jiang Ye saw his expression, she immediately revealed an indescribable expression. She lowered her voice and asked, "How long have you been here?"

Wan Zhiming: “…More than three months.”

"Oh. Got it."

Wan Zhiming is indeed a fairly qualified leader, but all the time, he only comes up with ideas, and Jiang Ye is fully responsible for the specific implementation.

Over time, you will naturally not be as efficient in doing things.

Jiang Ye did not say anything to expose his shortcomings, but his frowning expression seemed to say it all.

Wan Zhiming felt a little embarrassed, but there was a long-lost sense of familiarity that made him unable to help but smile.

They have been working together for eight years, and their usual way of getting along with each other is not entirely cold, sometimes they are casual like friends.

For example, if he made a foolish decision, Jiang Ye would give him a gentle reminder, and he would go with the flow.

This is a tacit understanding between the two.

Although in his perception, only three months had passed since Jiang Ye's betrayal, but during this time in Hai City, as an ordinary person without mutation, he lived in fear every day, fearing that one day someone would discover the clues.

Under such circumstances, he began to miss Jiang Ye's reliability and efficiency from time to time, and gradually, anger and hatred seemed to become unimportant.

"Chairman?" Seeing that he was in a trance, Jiang Ye couldn't help but frown and raised his voice.

"Hmm?" When Wan Zhiming heard this familiar name, a smile appeared on his face.

Jiang Ye's expression remained unchanged, and he reiterated in a businesslike manner: "Let these two commanders stay in the refugee camp and obey my orders at any time. This is my second condition."