The third uncle looked at him angrily and funny. He knew that Li Zhengping wanted to express himself.

Considering that he is so eager to do things, it would be a bad idea not to let him protect him.

If it was just that Li Zhengping was too young in the past, he might have easily caused some problems, but if Lao Qin was allowed to go through it with him, it wouldn't be a problem.

The third uncle did not agree immediately, but turned his head and looked at Lao Qin.

"Old Qin, do you want to go?"

With a smile in his eyes, Lao Qin pointed at the little devil Li Zhengping.

He nodded and said: "Okay, I just happened to be bored in the oil city, so I went out for a walk."

In recent days, Uncle San and Lao Luo have all gone to the headquarters base for meetings.

Lao Qin and Li Zhengping stayed, and Li Zhengping became very familiar with Lao Qin these days.

Hearing that Lao Qin was willing to go with him, the third uncle nodded and said:

"Okay, then Lao Qin, why don't you come together?"

Turning his head to look at Li Zhengping, he said:

"You take the patrol team out, and let Dai Jiusheng and others from the Third Civil War Team take over your daily patrol duties. Tomorrow you will hand over the patrol work and go to the Southern Paradise immediately."

"Thank you, Third Uncle! I will definitely complete the task well!" Li Zhengping stood up and said excitedly when he heard that Third Uncle agreed.

The third uncle looked at the eldest son of the fourth brother and waved his right hand downward, indicating for him to sit down.

At the same time, there was a warning in his eyes, warning him to pay attention to his address.

Don't call him "San Bo" during a meeting like this.

"sit down."

If at the central meeting at Da Zhangshu Base, Li Hang and Li Tie would always call them eldest brother, second uncle... these titles.

This certainly made the other members sound uncomfortable.

It will make them feel like they are outsiders.

In the beginning, it was okay when there were few people in the base. But when there were more people in the base, it had to be fair and regular.

Li Zhengping was warned by his third uncle's eyes and understood instantly.

He quickly sat down and said, "Okay, Minister."

After talking about who should go to the Southern Paradise to receive him, the time has come to 7:30 in the evening.

The third uncle did not forget about Zhong Chuchu, so he asked:

"Zhong Chuchu, have you thought about it?"

Zhong Chuchu, who had been fighting between heaven and man for a long time, now had firm eyes.

He said to his third uncle: "I have thought about it. Since the headquarters trusts me and gives me this opportunity, I must seize it. I am willing to serve as the internal affairs director of Oil City."

"Um."

The third uncle nodded and said:

"Then after you leave the oil well, do you have a suitable recommender to take your place?"

Zhong Chuchu thought for a while and said: "I think both Lingfeng and Marcelon can hold this position. Both of them are senior managers of oil well operations, and they can also go down to the front line."

When he heard the name Marseille, the third uncle instinctively frowned.

Previously, Marseille deceived itself during thunderstorms and natural disasters and could not exploit oil in heavy rains.

Uncle San still remembers this!

"Let Ling Feng be the person in charge of the oil well."

No surprise, the third uncle still chose Ling Feng.

The third uncle's eyes can't tolerate sand. Once deceived, for the third uncle personally, he will never use it again.

If Marseille had not made great contributions to each other and had not caused too much damage, Marseille would not have left him his life.

"Yes." Zhong Chuchu sighed slightly in his heart.

In fact, Lao Ma's personal ability is pretty good.

From his point of view, the starting point was good. In order to take care of the workers' physical strength and avoid work accidents caused by excessive physical exertion, they should take more rest.

But it was used in the wrong place. The heavy rain zombies were besieging the city. They did not work hard to extract oil and use it in the oil array. They also dared to use their professional advantages to deceive the minister...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! To put it bluntly, I just don’t have a clue.

"This is the end of the meeting, let's break up!"

The third uncle got up and left.

.........

Outside, it is night.

But the oil city and trading market at night are not bleak.

The lights were brightly lit, illuminating the dark night.

The trading market originally restricted the use of electricity. At night, except for the lights in some special locations, the power was turned off in all other places.

Thanks to the operation of the Zombie Generator in Oil City, Oil City no longer needs to use diesel power generation, solar photovoltaic power generation and other methods.

The electricity generated by the zombie generator alone is enough for the trading market and oil city.

The lights in the trading market are bright.

The business district is extremely lively and has formed a night market street.

There are even people setting up stalls on the street,

Back from hunting outside, fresh wild boar meat, skewered on sticks,

Sprinkle with table salt bought from the official salt store in Oil City,

Put it on the rack and grill it, and the tender wild boar meat will sizzle and become oily under the flames.

The aroma spreads throughout the street with the evening breeze.

"Kill the pigeons now, and the squabs will get one point."

“Smoked wild boar meat, 0.3 points per bunch, don’t miss it if you pass by.”

.......

Outside the door of Tingfeng Tower, there was also an endless stream of P customers entering.

Keiko greeted me with a smile at the door.

"Hey, Brother Hong is here to take care of my business again. A batch of new tea just arrived today. Please try it."

.....

The sky is purple-blue, and the signs in the trading market are of various colors.

These goods are very rough, and the clothes worn by pedestrians passing by are very personal.

Someone had two piercings in his butt, a string of earrings on his ears, and long hair.

Someone used a chest guard made directly from tires.

There are also people with scars on their faces, which look ferocious and terrifying, and the scars on their faces are tattooed with tiger tattoos.

Red, blue, white and purple, the lights in the trading market are very diverse.

The buildings, people, and goods here form a full-featured doomsday cyberpunk style.

Full of wasteland night market atmosphere.

"Boss, I just came back, why did the trading market become like this? I remember that the trading market had a power outage at night!" Nobita of the Ax Gang stood at the entrance of the night market, watching everything in shock.

The two men, Black Hand and Daxiong of the Ax Gang, took their men out to do some work and rushed back to the trading market in the evening.

Looking at the lively and bright trading market, I doubted whether what I saw was real.

The six-fingered boss was also a little surprised by the scene in the trading market.

"In the evening, I said that I would test the power supply at night today, but I didn't expect that the trading market at night was quite...beautiful."

“I just don’t know if the power will be available at night in the future.”

Black Hand raised the corner of his mouth, looking at the lively trading market, he was in a very good mood.

He has always liked the dark night because he feels very comfortable in the dark. Before the end of the world, he often liked to go to the night market.

However, the dark night in the apocalypse is terrifying, and there is no night market.

But now, the trading market is powered on at night.

He began to slowly fall in love with the trading market.

interesting.
Chapter completed!