The subordinates started to meticulously inspect the supplies the survivor had brought. Considering the trade would still take some time, after confirming the two 30-liter barrels of oil in Wang Qiang's hand, Old Zhao proposed a phased approach.
Not wanting to waste time either, Huang Yong briskly headed straight to the top floor of the office building.
When he reached outside a room, he stopped, looked back, and upon seeing only Tang Xiaoquan, he immediately frowned and asked, "Are you going in alone?"
Tang Xiaoquan replied ambiguously, "Uh... Zhao and the others are dealing with the trade downstairs. I came up first, and once they're done, they'll come up too."
Nodding impatiently, Huang Yong looked a bit displeased, "Alright, got it. But let me be clear, I don't have much time to wait for them. Are you going in now or not?"
