81: Filling up the gas tank is expensive

Pan Han naturally didn't know about Uncle Cheng and Old Master Wang's affairs.

After getting into the car, he directly sat in the back boss seat, found a very comfortable position, and fell asleep again.

Wang Cheng was in the driver's seat, dutifully acting as the chauffeur.

It was his first time driving such a luxurious car, and he was quite excited.

He secretly hoped that after a few more jobs for Pan Han, he would be able to afford a Mercedes himself.

Wang Cheng deliberately drove very slowly; first, to let Pan Han sleep more comfortably, and second, to prolong his own enjoyment of the maybach.

It took about an hour and a half of driving before they arrived downstairs at Pan Han's shared apartment building.

As soon as the car stopped, Pan Han automatically woke up.

"We're here!"

"Yes, President Pan, we just arrived.

How was your sleep?" Wang Cheng had intended to call out to Pan Han, but he woke up on his own.

"The car is flawless, and your driving skills are also flawless; it was very comfortable."

"Alright, it's getting late, so I need to head back quickly.

I'll park the car for you, and here are the keys." Wang Cheng handed the car keys to Pan Han.

"Mm, thank you, Manager Wang.

I still have something to do later, so I won't keep you." Pan Han took the keys and didn't stand on ceremony with Wang Cheng.

"No need, no need, I can go back by myself."

After seeing Wang Cheng off, Pan Han went upstairs alone, opened the door, and entered the room.

As expected, Yan Xiaoli hadn't returned yet.

"It's good that she hasn't returned.

I'll go to Dawn Base first."

Pan Han thought that after returning home, he would relax for a few days and didn't plan to travel through again, so he decided to make arrangements in advance.

He first sent a long food order worth 3 million to the Walmart manager.

This included snacks and milk that the children liked.

They agreed to have it delivered to the suburban cottage early tomorrow morning.

Everything was arranged properly.

With a spatial fluctuation, Pan Han traveled through to the small room on the second floor of the base.

This small room had now been decorated with a separate bed, a sofa, a coffee table, and several chairs.

Pan Han looked around and felt there was still room for improvement, thinking about getting some fresh flowers later.

Pushing open the door, he came downstairs to the first floor, where everyone was currently eating dinner.

Pan Han told everyone not to mind him and to enjoy their meal.

Everyone else was already used to it, but Ma Ji was still a bit reserved and insisted on having Pan Han sit down, even giving him a self-heating hot pot.

"Haha, Ma Ji.

You don't need to mind me, just eat your food."

Pan Han didn't want to interrupt her eating, so he quickly pressed her back into her seat.

"Lord Pan, do you have some arrangements?" Qin Zhong quickly chewed a few times, swallowed his food, and asked Pan Han.

"Mm, I'm going to a very distant place and probably won't appear for the next few days.

So I came over in advance to see if there's anything that needs to be arranged."

"Oh, Lord Pan, where are you going?" Ma Ji quickly asked upon hearing this.

"Ma Ji, the rule here is not to proactively ask Lord Pan about his whereabouts.

If Lord Pan wants to tell us, he will naturally do so." The second sister kindly reminded Ma Ji.

"Oh, oh, I was being presumptuous.

I'm sorry, Lord Pan." Ma Ji stuck out her tongue and quickly sat back down.

"Haha, Ma Ji, don't be nervous.

You look quite cute when you stick out your tongue.

How is Dawn Base doing?

Are the children accustomed to living here?" Pan Han naturally wasn't angry; instead, he showed concern for Ma Ji.

"It's wonderful here; the food is good, and the drinks are good.

The children even have candy and soda.

They all praise you as their savior, Lord Pan." Ma Ji's face was sincere, without a hint of flattery.

"Mm, that's good then!

The children are very important, and you must take good care of them." Pan Han nodded, very satisfied with Ma Ji's answer.

"Yes!

Please rest assured, Lord Pan." Everyone replied in unison; everyone present knew the importance of the children.

"Qin Laoda, please report on the situation at Mountaintop Stronghold."

"Yes, Lord Pan.

Currently, with the help of our slaves and wild rabbits, Mountaintop Stronghold is expected to clear up the previous damage within 2 days.

The brick wall is expected to be completed within 3 days.

Other weapon emplacements have already been set up."

"Mm.

Very good.

How much longer can the food supplies for both bases last?"

"Approximately enough for 7 days.

If we use it sparingly, 10 days will be no problem." Qin Laoda almost blurted it out; as the elder brother, he checked the food situation almost daily.

"Okay, in a few days, I'll send a batch of supplies.

At that time, I'll get some milk specifically for the children.

Additionally, the big fruit at Mountaintop Stronghold can be given to the rabbits.

Our own people will eat the food I brought." Pan Han listened, then stated his plan.

"Ah?

Does Lord Pan still have milk??" Ma Ji was once again shocked by Pan Han's power.

"Ma Ji, our Lord Pan has everything he needs, and even better days are ahead." Cheng Xiao said with a proud look.

"There are a few more things I want to emphasize, Qin Laoda, please take meeting minutes."

"Yes, Lord Pan, please speak."

"One, continue to search for gold; two, continue to purchase weapons, buy as much as possible, don't hold back; three, use the drones purchased before to patrol between the two bases.

Four, all unevolved slaves at Dawn Base are to be sent to the base's outer perimeter to build residences and fortifications.

Five, Mountaintop Stronghold currently only has over 400 people left, we need to continue buying slaves, the more the better.

Six, find me automotive engineers and chemical engineers in the petroleum field."

Pan Han rattled off six demands in one breath.

Everyone listened to his fluent and eloquent explanations, all admiring Pan Han's strategic planning.

"Lord Pan, are you going to unify Z City?" Old Six couldn't help but ask when he heard Pan Han's grand plans.

"Come, everyone, have a cigarette." Pan Han didn't answer Old Six directly, but instead offered everyone cigarettes.

Everyone took them, lit each other's, and Ma Ji and the second sister also didn't stand on ceremony, both smoking, while only Cheng Xiao remained motionless.

"What Old Six just asked might also be what everyone else is wondering." Pan Han exhaled a smoke ring and looked around at everyone.

"Actually, I have no interest in unifying Z City.

If necessary, then we will unify.

However, this unification will entirely serve our development.

Old Six, do you understand?"

"I don't quite understand."

"It's okay, you'll understand gradually.

Recently, I want to do a few things that require our base to have enough safe space to do them.

So we need to continuously recruit people and continuously stockpile weapons."

"Whatever Lord Pan says to do, we'll do." Although Old Six didn't understand, he knew that following Pan Han was the right thing to do.

"Then let's proceed as discussed.

I also need to depart.

We'll see each other again in a few days."

Pan Han didn't waste any more words, stood up, and made a farewell gesture to everyone.

The others quickly stood up and also cupped their hands in farewell to him.

Cheng Xiao couldn't bear to see him leave, pouting her lips and looking at him with resentful eyes.

Pan Han smiled at her, telling her to be obedient and assist Qin Laoda well.

Cheng Xiao had nothing else to say and nodded vigorously in agreement.

Pan Han returned to the small room on the second floor and traveled back to the shared apartment.

Barely two minutes after he returned, Yan Xiaoli sent him a WeChat message: "I'm not coming back tonight.

Doudou took me to a gathering, and they're all friends from the industry.

I probably won't be back until after midnight.

She booked a room for me, so I can just sleep there."

Pan Han replied, saying 'okay', and told them to chat and have fun, that he would be home tomorrow, and to contact him anytime if anything came up.

The night passed uneventfully.

The next day, Pan Han went to the suburban warehouse early to supervise the masters unloading goods.

After everything was tidied up and the masters were sent off, Pan Han put all the supplies into his spatial storage.

Then he drove, preparing to go home.

He set the navigation; from the warehouse to his old neighborhood, it was a full 300 kilometers.

Pan Han saw that he needed to fill up the gas; the fuel light was already on.

After driving seven or eight kilometers, there was a gas station.

Pan Han drove in and went directly to the 98-octane pump.

With such a good car, it's better to use good fuel.

The gas station attendant helped him fill up, then gave him a slip to pay inside.

"Hello, paying for pump 22." Pan Han handed over the slip.

"Hello, sir, that will be 770 yuan in total!"

"Oh my God, a tank of gas is so expensive!

Luckily, I'm a multi-millionaire now, otherwise I couldn't even afford gas." Pan Han grumbled as he paid, then drove straight home.