webnovel

You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

“Mr. Zhang, it is said that you often make zombies work overtime without pay, is that true?” Zhang Ye, enraged, snatched the microphone that was pushed to his mouth and said righteously: “Who said that?” “I'll sue them for defamation!” “Someone's defaming me, you know!” As he spoke, he turned and grabbed a zombie, “Did I force you?” The zombie, silent, just went “Ugh ahhhh—” Zhang Ye immediately said, “See! He said no!” The next morning, the headlines of the Sanjiang Apocalypse Morning Post read: Zhang's Group Chairman, Zhang Ye, not only admitted to making zombies work overtime, but he also abused a zombie in front of reporters, truly a man without conscience! Our newspaper expresses strong disdain for such a person! This book is also called “Who Let You Bring Zombies into the Factory”

Warm house · SF
レビュー数が足りません
299 Chs

Chapter 97: There Will Be Bread, and There Will Be Cannons too

The next morning, as soon as Xu Lin got into the car to head to the police station, he received a radio call from the base.

"Inspector Xu, Director Zhang would like you to come over."

Forty minutes later.

Zhang Ye sat in the living room.

He looked at the disheveled uncle sitting across from him, the scrutiny in his eyes gradually fading to be replaced by deep anticipation.

The question of Ai Bing's identity had been resolved.

In a word, she came from a background with connections.

Immersed from childhood.

It also clarified the doubts he had harbored in his heart.

How could a twenty-nine-year-old woman hold a professorship at a prestigious Shen Zhou institution like Sanjiang University? By what means?

Merit alone, that would be difficult.

Furthermore, she possessed an exceptionally attractive figure and appearance, lusted after by many in secret, yet no one dared to make a move.

If one thought about it further, the mysteries did not end there.