The Beginning of Natural Disaster, I Won by Hoarding Tens of Billions of Supplies

Chapter 279: Overlord President

The two years they spent apart weren’t pleasant, especially for Zheng Weili. So, Jiang Ning wisely avoided asking further questions. 

After saying goodbye and descending the stairs, Huo Yishen was already waiting at the intersection outside. 

The three people and one dog headed home. Jiang Ning shared with Huo Yishen, “Zhang Chao seems to be doing fine, but Zheng Weili is greatly affected by depression. Despite Lu Yu’s carefree appearance, he’s actually swallowing bitterness, I think he’s almost sick from the torment.” 

Without Zhang Chao’s guidance, Zheng Weili would probably have followed the same path. 

In times of natural disasters, the cruelty of reality, and the torment of the mind, how many can maintain their mental health? 

Back at the residential area, there was a new notice at the security booth. The property committee would hold the first owners meeting regarding property collection and jointly creating a green environment. The meeting was scheduled for eight o’clock in the evening. 

Indeed, one only knows the pain after experiencing it; this time, no one dared to ignore Building 50. 

After dinner, Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen attended the meeting punctually. 

Almost all the households were present, complimenting and flattering each other, creating a peaceful atmosphere. If one didn’t know, they might think it was a cocktail party. 

Not fond of crowds, the two found a quiet corner to sit. 

As Jiang Ning glanced around, she saw a familiar figure. 

Mrs. Chen, wearing a cheongsam, was holding the arm of a middle-aged man as they entered. He was dressed in a suit and tie with black leather shoes, a slightly protruding beer belly, and he was chatting with people everywhere. 

This should be Mr. Chen, Chen Yanfei’s father. 

“Brother Huo.” Qin Chuan followed and promptly sat down next to the two. 

Gossipmongers by nature, he swiftly closed the distance between them, especially after learning about Jiang Ning’s confrontation with the pool’s boss, which they found thrilling. 

Qin Chuan glanced at the crowd and whispered, “Hey, look at that man in the suit and glasses. He’s the one who owns the Alpaca. Seems all refined, right? But he’s actually a hypocrite. While he looks all proper, he brings home kids from outside his marriage for his wife to raise, even though his family image stays clean.” 

Jiang Ning frowned, “How do you know all this so clearly?” 

“Haha, in our line of work, there’s nothing we don’t know.” 

Qin Chuan continued, “Speaking of which, Mrs. Chen is also pitiful. She used to be a wealthy young lady but later fell on hard times. She married into this family to solve their business crisis. Unfortunately, she got injured while giving birth and couldn’t conceive again. She can only turn a blind eye and let her husband fool around outside.” 

Most wealthy couples were like this; they appeared loving on the surface but played around behind each other’s backs. 

Jiang Ning smiled without saying a word. 

As more owners arrived, Rong Sanshao made a grand entrance, stealing everyone’s attention with his flamboyant attire. 

Floral shirt, cropped pants, flip-flops, and a military coat draped over his shoulders. 

Ah… he really didn’t look like he escaped from a mental hospital? 

Yet, even so, he captured the hearts of all the ladies present, each one looking at him with infatuation, almost wanting to stick themselves onto him. 

Jiang Ning thought to herself, the charm of the richest families truly was immense. 

Even if Rong Sanshao was a piece of crap, in their eyes, he was chocolate-flavored crap. 

How ironic! 

Rong Sanshao scanned the venue and decisively walked over in flip-flops to the corner, sitting right in front of Jiang Ning. Then, he turned and smiled at her, “Sister.” 

Could he please be a bit more sober? Her home really didn’t want to be defiled again. 

They say don’t bite the hand that feeds you, but Jiang Ning didn’t give him a warm reception, “Sorry, but you seem to be older than me.” 

Rong Sanshao grinned wickedly, “Age doesn’t matter in the apocalypse. Capable beauties are all called sister.” 

Capable? Back when she worked under him, she was almost scolded to death. Who would’ve thought she would have the courage to stand up and sing in the end times. 

Jiang Ning couldn’t be bothered with the lunatic beside her; instead, her attention was drawn to the man next to him. 

In his early thirties, his features were cold and arrogant, wearing a gold-rimmed glasses and a high-end Armani suit. His long legs seemed restless, and his immaculate leather shoes emitted a cold light. 

The overwhelming aura of the President swept over Jiang Ning, almost choking her. 

No, it had been three years since the apocalypse, yet the President’s vitality was still so strong? 

Indeed, the apocalypse was just the end of ordinary people. 

The owners meeting was chaired by Vice President Mrs. Xiao, dressed in a cheongsam with a fox fur shawl, not only exuding elegance but also speaking eloquently. 

Jiang Ning remembered her; she was the one who led the ostracism incident last time. 

The owners meeting was straightforward, focusing on the calculation method of property fees. 

Where there are people, there are disputes, especially in upper-class society, where there are hierarchies. Previously, several members of the property committee had decided that property fees would be calculated per household, with each household temporarily paying 20 jin of rice and flour per month. 

While the upper class kept a low profile, Mrs. Xiao dared not make decisions privately anymore. After some discussion among them, they decided to hold a meeting. 

Seeing Jiang Ning ignoring him, Rong Sanshao, with his legs crossed and feet exposed, was chatting nonsense with the man next to him. “Cousin, do you have a way to get me a few off-road vehicles?” 

The President was generous, “I have a Land Rover, I’ll give it to you.” 

Rong Sanshao found a Land Rover beneath him, “At least give me a Hummer.” 

The man pushed his glasses and gave him a sharp look, “If I remember correctly, you seem to have acquired a Predator.” 

The only one in the country, and it was only because he intervened that all the procedures were completed. 

Don’t mention it; mentioning it would be like twisting the knife. 

Rong Sanshao’s heart was stabbed to pieces, and he wanted to burst a blood vessel instantly, “Damn it, some bastard stole my two huge containers.” 

He didn’t even get a chance to lay a finger on the three top-notch off-road vehicles and the containers brimming with high-quality accessories he had been dreaming about. 

It was one thing to steal valuable items, but they even took my slippers? Outrageous! 

“Cousin, isn’t this downright eerie? The lock on the club’s main gate is intact, but the window on the second-floor restroom was smashed. How did they manage to take away two such huge containers?” 

The President didn’t even blink, “It’s probably done by your internal staff; smashing the second-floor window was just a diversion.” 

“Impossible!” Rong Sanshao was very confident, “The club’s main gate requires my fingerprint, facial, and iris recognition, and all three must match to open it. Otherwise, it’s an impregnable fortress; it’s absolutely impossible for anyone to open it.” 

“These three require electronic devices for recognition,” the President worried about his IQ, “Since you’re so sure, how did you open the gate after the flood?” 

The second generation of slippers whose IQ was insulted,”…” 

He was not convinced, suddenly changing the subject, “Cousin, I heard your office was also broken into. Could it also be the work of internal staff?” 

“It was broken into.” 

The President pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, “But not by internal staff, but by survivors collecting resources.” 

Rong Sanshao, who was seriously losing blood, gloated, “Tell me what you lost, let me feel a bit happier.”