94.9# Chen Lingyu

After Zhang Yi and Zhou Keer returned to their room, they took off their cold-weather gear and sat on the sofa. Zhang Yi lay sprawled on it, cursing, "That damned crazy woman!"

Zhou Keer walked into the bathroom and soon returned with a basin of hot water. She knelt in front of Zhang Yi with a smile, helping him to remove his cotton socks and then personally washed his feet. She asked softly, "Were you scared just now?"

Leaning against the sofa, Zhang Yi replied leisurely, "Actually, it wasn't too bad. Since the apocalypse, I've stopped being too surprised by anything."

"In such chaotic times, anything absurd can happen."

He was wearing a police bulletproof vest; unless the old woman was a nimble assassin who could accurately chop his neck, she couldn't hurt him. But Zhang Yi wasn't just a block of wood; he would naturally dodge.

"When I was away, did anything happen in the community?"

"Especially in the other buildings, was there any movement?"

Zhou Keer nodded slowly, "I was just about to tell you about it."

Zhang Yi sat up straighter, curious and cautious, "Oh, what happened?"

Zhou Keer massaged his feet while speaking calmly, "In building #9, the person in charge now is a former patient of mine, named Chen Lingyu."

"She contacted me today, hoping I could connect you with her friend request. She said she wants to talk to you about something."

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, "Building #9, Chen Lingyu?"

This was a name unfamiliar to him.

Although they were in the same community, YueLu community was quite large, spanning about 500 meters north to south.

His building #25 and building #9 were like opposite ends of a village; there was no chance of interaction in daily life.

"What does she want to talk to me about?"

Zhou Keer shook her head, "She just mentioned wanting to discuss a cooperation with the leader of building #25. But the specific details, she said, must be discussed with you."

Zhang Yi scoffed.

"Cooperation? Nonsense!"

"Right now, I lack nothing, while they can only desperately wait for death in their building. What can they offer me to cooperate with?"

Zhou Keer looked up, a light smile on her lips, "So, should I tell her you don't want to talk?"

Zhang Yi waved his hand, "No need to be so hasty. Hmm... tell me more about her and the situation in their building."

Zhou Keer then relayed all the information she knew about Chen Lingyu.

Chen Lingyu was the owner of a beauty and cosmetics company in Tianhai City, valued at two billion. It was essentially a business involved in micro-marketing.

Chen Lingyu, 38 years old, was above-average in looks, with a strong personality and an efficient woman.

She knew Zhou Keer from a visit to the First People's Hospital.

Their relationship was casual, at most an acquaintance.

As for building #9, it was now controlled by her and her subordinates.

According to what Zhou Keer had learned, building #9 was well-managed, and only ten people had died there so far.

After listening, Zhang Yi pinched his fingers and nodded, "In such times, a woman managing an entire building. This Chen Lingyu indeed has some capabilities!"

Zhou Keer also sighed lightly.

"Yes, after all, she's into micro-marketing and pyramid schemes, so she certainly has a knack for brainwashing people."

Zhang Yi chuckled, "That's the mark of a ruthless person! Truly ruthless, able to disregard all kin, even tricking parents and relatives. One must never underestimate such a woman!"

Zhou Keer nodded.

"My impression of her isn't great either, we haven't been in touch for a long time. She suddenly contacted me today, asking me to pass a message."

Zhang Yi replied, "That's not surprising. It's already known that I have a snowmobile and can go out to gather supplies."

"Who in the community wouldn't be jealous of me? Who wouldn't want to get their hands on my snowmobile?"

Zhou Keer nodded again.

"So, do you still want to talk to her?"

Zhang Yi pondered for a few minutes with his hand under his chin.

"Let's have a chat!"

"I also want to know what the other buildings are planning."

"At the very least, I can't just push everyone to desperation. If all 29 other buildings turn against me, that's not a good situation."

If Zhang Yi just hid in his house and didn't go out, he wouldn't need to worry about them.

But now, knowing the outside world is a treasure trove, he needed to go out to continue collecting various survival supplies.

So, for the time being, he couldn't afford to fall out with the people in the other 29 buildings.

Thus, while enjoying Zhou Keer's gentle massage, Zhang Yi opened his WeChat on his phone.

The friend requests were piled up at 99+, which he had been too lazy to check, as most people contacting him were only after supplies, and he couldn't be bothered.

Opening the friend request list, the first one he saw was "a President of Furong Group, Chen Lingyu".

A woman in a business suit and white shirt, arms crossed, showing a deep look, with an exaggerated smile, a typical micro-marketing profile picture.

Just as Zhang Yi was about to accept the friend request, his eyes caught another somewhat familiar avatar below.

Business people usually use personal photos for their WeChat avatars.

So Zhang Yi recognized who it was at once.

The financial director of Walmart's South China region—Li Jian.

He knew him because he had seen him on stage during a company's annual meeting dinner.

Zhang Yi also knew they lived in the same community but had no work interactions, so they had little contact.

Zhang Yi glanced at the time of the friend request, which was at 10:30 AM today.

Just shortly after he had left the community.

"It looks like he's contacting me for the same reason."

Zhang Yi had a guess in his mind.

After a brief thought, he decided to accept both friend requests at the same time.

To see what each of them wanted to discuss with him and thereby judge how to deal with the people in the other 29 buildings.

As soon as he accepted the requests, he received almost instant replies.

"Mr. Zhang Yi, hello! I'm Chen Lingyu from building #9, currently in charge of managing it. I'd like to have a chat with you!"

"Hello Mr. Zhang, I'm Li Jian from building #18. Thank you for accepting my friend request. I'd like to discuss a potential cooperation on behalf of the residents of building #18."

Zhang Yi first opened Chen Lingyu's chat.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Chen Lingyu quickly replied, "It's not very convenient to talk like this, can we have a voice call?"

"No, I'm not available, let's just chat like this."

Zhang Yi replied coldly.

He was particularly familiar with women involved in micro-marketing; their mouths worked like machine guns, give them a chance and they could go on non-stop for days.

"Whatever it is, be straightforward and simple. I'm not a patient person and don't like wasting time on idle talk."