I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 1161-1170

Chapter 1161 The Power of Food

Jiang Chen was skeptical of how much trouble zombie flesh could bring to the Russian tanks. However, when he saw the expression of Wan Peng and Xu Tiannan when he mentioned the subway system, and even Ding Liwei's look of concern, Jiang Chen began to doubt himself too.In any case, everything would be known after the Hunter Corps return.

Just like this, the two sides reached an agreement at the negotiating table.

Ten million crystals as the military expense of NAC's reinforcements. The two sides would jointly fight against the CCCP tanks.

As for the spoils, it would belong to whoever claimed them first.

"One last point," Jiang Chen pointed to the direction of the giant wall of Pingan Street and smiled, "remove the weapons on the wall that are pointed towards us. Although those things have no deterrent to us, no one likes being pointed at by weapons."

Ding Liwei thought Jiang Chen was about to propose another outrageous condition. When he heard Jiang Chen finish his sentence, he was relieved and said in a gentle tone.

"You can rest assured that we will remove the weapons immediately!"

The contract was finally signed, an electronic contract and a paper contract were produced with each side holding both copies.

At the end of the negotiation, Ding Liwei stood up and looked around at the other executives and then looked at Jiang Chen.

"Since the contract has been signed, it's time for us to leave."

"Wait, don't rush to go," Jiang Chen stood up and reached out his hand. "Look, it's getting pretty late outside. You must have not eaten dinner yet. Why don't you all have dinner here and then leave?"

Just saying this, Jiang Chen clearly heard many people swallowing.

In the beginning, Ding Liwei wanted to refuse this proposal.

But then he remembered that the canned meat in his fridge seemed to be all Fishbone branded, he didn't want to leave anymore. The serious square face seemed to want to refuse, but he clearly didn't want to say it. The awkward and conflicted expression on his face was almost comical.

It didn't take much to convince them as all the executives stayed and followed Jiang Chen to the dining room next to the conference room.

It was another round table, just a lot bigger than the one in the conference room.

Soon, dishes with mesmerizing aromas were served on the table by a housekeeping robot.

Wuchang Fish, Steamed Pork Belly, Fried Eggplant with Meat, Pork Ribs Soup... Even the rice was the Yangzhou Fried Rice.

Their eyes fixed on the dazzling number of dishes, despite all of them being in the upper echelon of society. They were gulping as saliva secreted in their mouth as the aroma tempted their nose. If it were not because of their status, they would already have begun devouring the food.

"No need to be so serious, please eat." Jiang Chen smiled and picked up his chopsticks first.

In tradition, guests must wait to eat before the host picked up his chopsticks. It was just the guests didn't have the best etiquette when eating. They were decent at first, but they were about to use their hands and stuff their faces into the dishes.

After a burp, Wan Peng leaned back against the chair with his belly full and smudged the grease on his lips with his hand, he complimented.

"If you open a restaurant in Shangjing, I believe it won't take long to earn ten million crystals."