87: The scumbag senior whom Jiang Fei once had a crush on

The stall owner was an old man.

He glanced at Jiang Fei and said, “I have 8 trucks that I used for hauling goods before.

They were submerged in water but have been repaired.

They’re 70% new and can handle short-distance trips without a problem.”

“I only want jewelry.”

The Safety Shelter accommodated people from all walks of life.

Jewelry was very popular among the wealthy; a diamond ring, at a minimum, could be exchanged for a box of supplies.

Currently, social order had not completely collapsed, and the apocalypse had no impact on the lives of the upper class.

The only ones suffering were the ordinary people at the very bottom.

This was reality.

Jiang Fei rummaged through her pocket and retrieved a ruby necklace from the Supermarket warehouse.

“Is this enough?”

When she used to go out looking for gold, she also collected a lot of jewelry, which was almost gathering dust in the Supermarket warehouse.

The old man was an expert.

He took the ruby necklace, picked up a dirty little UV lamp, and examined it while shining the light on it.

After a moment, the old man smiled and reluctantly returned the necklace to Jiang Fei: “It’s not worth it for you to trade it with me.”

“Why don’t you wait until this weekend? Some wealthy ladies will send people to collect jewelry.

If you sell it to them, you can Exchange it for food and daily necessities, and even get a few brand-new trucks.”

“I need the vehicles urgently; I can’t wait that long.”

Jiang Fei named her price: “One necklace, 6 trucks.

If you don’t trade, I’ll find someone else.”

“Deal, deal, deal!”

Fearing Jiang Fei would go back on her word, the old man hurriedly took her to the nearby Exchange and asked the staff for two transaction vouchers.

Each person filled out a voucher with transaction information, such as items traded, date, etc., then signed and pressed their handprint.

Finally, the staff stamped it with the official seal, and each party kept a copy; their transaction was considered half complete, with only the delivery remaining.

This was done to prevent people from acting shamelessly after a transaction, taking others’ supplies, and still wanting their own items back.

The transaction vouchers were proof of innocence for both parties.

The old man carefully put away the voucher: “Miss, you can’t drive 6 trucks by yourself.

Give me an address and time, and I’ll find people to drive them over.”

“5 PM this afternoon, deliver them to the back gate of Mingshang Apartment Complex.”

Jiang Fei asked an additional question: “Do you know what’s required to open a shop in the Safety Shelter?”

“I’m not sure about that.

You can ask at the service desk over there; the Exchange also manages the market.”

“Thank you.”

Jiang Fei followed the old man’s directions and arrived at the Exchange’s service desk.

“Hello, what procedures and processes are required to open a shop?”

Seeing that Jiang Fei was young, dressed ordinarily, and didn’t seem like someone from whom she could gain anything, the woman lowered her head to file her nails and said impatiently, “Even if you ask, you won’t be able to open one.”

“The Exchange isn’t a place for you to loiter.

Leave quickly, or I’ll call security.”

Suddenly, a green jade pendant caught the woman’s eye.

Its color was even, bright, and translucent, clearly indicating a high-quality jade.

The woman’s attitude instantly became enthusiastic: “Opening a shop requires filling out an application form and submitting it for approval.

If approved, it takes about a month to get a business license.”

“Operating a shop without a business license, if caught by the authorities, will result in the shop being sealed, or worse, being expelled from the Safety Shelter.”

The woman lowered her voice: “However, if you know someone official and they vouch for you and help you with the application form, you can get the license in a week.”

Jiang Fei: “Can I also ask the Rescue Team for help?”

“Of course, their applications are even faster.”

“The Rescue Team has made huge contributions to the Safety Shelter; this is a privilege granted to them by the higher-ups.”

Then she could ask Xu Qianyao for help.

Jiang Fei tucked the jade pendant into her pocket, and the woman was stunned.

“Wasn’t that for me?”

“Just to show you.”

The woman was so angry that her face immediately fell.

Jiang Fei ignored her and walked away leisurely.

As she approached the main entrance, she heard someone call her name.

“Jiang Fei?”

The man standing not far away had gentle eyes and faint dimples, like a cheerful older brother next door.

The man looked at Jiang Fei in surprise: “I thought I’d made a mistake, but it really is you.”

“I’m Xu Yichen, your senior.

We once co-hosted the school anniversary event.

You were so shy your face turned red back then.

Do you still remember me?”

Jiang Fei almost lost control and shot the man.

Xu Yichen was the scumbag who, along with Yu Xuanjiao, sold her into the village!

Back in university, Xu Yichen was a prominent figure in the architecture department, and with his gentle, considerate, and gentlemanly demeanor, she, like others, was deceived by his appearance and became a fan.

But due to her inferiority complex, she didn’t dare confess, keeping her feelings hidden in her heart.

It wasn’t until the apocalypse, when she reunited with Yu Xuanjiao and Xu Yichen.

She considered Yu Xuanjiao her best friend and shared this secret.

As a result, when Xu Yichen learned she had a crush on him, he started to PUA her.

He treated her as a scapegoat, free labor, and even tried to trick her into selling herself for supplies.

The most disgusting part was that after she refused, Xu Yichen threw a tantrum, refusing to eat or drink.

She humbly tried to appease Xu Yichen and worked even harder to find supplies—it was utterly… idiotic!

Noticing the badge on Xu Yichen’s chest, which read “Manager,” Jiang Fei suppressed her hatred and casually greeted him: “Senior, long time no see.”

“You’re the manager of the Exchange?”

Xu Yichen puffed out his chest and feigned modesty: “Just an ordinary job here, don’t be so formal.”

“I just heard you asking about opening a shop.

What kind of shop are you planning to open?”

Jiang Fei lied: “A coffin shop.”

Specifically for burying rotten people like you.

“Uh… there really isn’t such a shop in the Safety Shelter right now.”

“You know, the approval process is very troublesome, and a lot of materials need to be prepared for a shop application.

Let’s find a time to chat over a meal.”

He had seen the jade pendant Jiang Fei took out.

Judging by her indifferent attitude, she probably had quite a few more, and he could use this opportunity to help her get the license and gain more benefits.

Recalling the map of the Safety Shelter, Jiang Fei chose a location: “Then let’s meet at the Commoner Noodle House tomorrow at 12 PM sharp.

I’ll treat you, Senior, to a meal.”

I guarantee you’ll never forget it.

“Alright.”

Xu Yichen readily agreed and even thoughtfully helped Jiang Fei open the door and saw her out of the Exchange.

—

At 5 PM, Lu Yu and the others had not yet returned.

The old man had people drive the 6 trucks to the back gate of Mingshang Apartment Complex.

The trucks were a bit old, and their paint had aged and lost its luster.

One of the trucks carried two hundred-liter barrels of gasoline, which the old man considered a gift for Jiang Fei.

The ruby necklace was worth far more than these, and he felt uneasy about the trade.

Jiang Fei gave the ruby necklace to the old man.

The old man handed over 6 car keys.

Their transaction was officially complete.

After the old man and his people left, Jiang Fei looked around, confirmed no one was paying attention, and immediately loaded the supplies from the 21st and 22nd floors into the cargo compartments of the 6 trucks.

After locking each compartment door, Jiang Fei took two large bags of dried fruit and went to 201 in Building 5.

Old Mrs. Xu opened the door.

It got dark early, and the kerosene lamp was already lit inside.

Xu Qianyao had just returned and was taking off his overcoat in the living room.

“Little Jiang, you came, but why did you bring things?”

Jiang Fei truthfully replied: “I have something to discuss with Captain Xu.”

“Then you two chat; I’ll go get you a cup of water.”

Old Mrs. Xu, being perceptive, went to the kitchen.

Jiang Fei told Xu Qianyao about her desire to open a small Supermarket.

After listening, Xu Qianyao readily agreed: “Opening a shop is a good thing; it can help the authorities alleviate the pressure of supplies.

I’ll help you write the application form and act as your guarantor right away.”

Xu Qianyao suddenly chuckled: “Do you want to join the Rescue Team?”

“As a temporary Rescue Team member, you don’t have to work every day; you only come when there’s a mission, but you’ll get fewer points, 10 points per month.”

“If you become a full-time Rescue Team member, you need to work every day and can receive 150 points per month, with three meals included.”

Jiang Fei hesitated for a moment: “What happens if a Rescue Team member violates the rules?”

Do they have the privilege of hitting people?