NovelEnglishZou Yue swiftly hid behind another door. In the slither of gap, he peered out.
He watched his parent greet that annoying person and sweetly smile at him. There was another person next to Liwei though but from his angle he was not able to see anything.
."Yue? Where is he?" his mother searched for him confusedly.
"He might have gone to wash his hands," his father reminded her kindly.
Soon he watched Liwei and that other person go inside uncle Wen's office. Only then did Zou Yue ran out of the room.
"Mum.... who was that?"
"Oh, that was uncle Wen's son and his friend?"
"Who was the son? The short pale one or the taller one?" Zou yue anxiously mumbled.
"It was the taller tanned one. He is a military researcher, it seems. He really has his mother's eyes." his mother gently held his hands. Her eyes slightly went over him in worry. "Is everything okay, dear?"
"hmm...." Zou Yue sighed in relief. 'So it was not Liwei. Thank god. If it was Liwei, I would have shot myself I the head.'
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mum dad, lest go quickly. I think my stomach is upset," he urged his parents to hurry and leave before uncle Wen comes out.
They left the Manson but in the hindsight he could see uncle Wen come out with two people next to him.
One was Liwei and the other was someone he was familiar with as well.
It was Qian, Fan Xui's trusted comrade.
"Mum, what is uncle Wen's son's name?"
"It's Qian Wen. He is older that you but five years I think,"
"oh..." Zou Yue took another look behind him as the car went out the gate. This person was the one who was very close to Fan Xui and the one who created the testing method for the zombie virus.
The young researcher was so well known, just as well as Fan Xui was.
"To think they were so close to us...." he mumbled to himself softly.
Soon they reached home and Zou Yue made the call to the person uncle Wen suggested.
"Hello? Is this..." he glanced at the card. "Liang Dingxiang?"
"Yes, who might this be?"
"Ah, uncle Wen gave me your number..."
"Oh, is it young Yue? I heard you are searching for supplies for your friend's shop, right?"
"Yes yes,"
"Very well, can you ask your friend to meet me up tomorrow we can talk about everything," the man calmly whispered.
But Zou Yue froze. "You want to meet her?"
"Yes... we have to talk about what things she might need. It's best to talk in person."
"Why can't I come in her stead?"
The other side of the line went silent for a second. "Are you a business partner?"
"n—no..."
"Then I would have to meet with her, young man. If she is the one who needs it, she needs to come see me." the man apologetically mumbled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZou Yue bit his lips. 'I really should have lied. Darn it!'
His plans to acquire goods had come to another pit stop. 'How can aunty ling come here? She is in S city. I really shouldn't have lied like that...'
"Okay, I'll let you know by tomorrow morning." he disconnected the call and pranced around.
"What to do now....." he plopped back onto his bed and groaned. "Where can I find a girl to act as aunty ling!!" he flayed around in bed.
'Maybe I can hire someone else...' he sat up. But even that plan had a major flaw. If this person he hired is not trustworthy it will cause a potential risk to his stocks as well as his family.....
During apocalypse people would not hesitate to plunder and murder....
"What can I do..." he glanced at the mirror opposite him.
It reflected his scrunched-up face clearly.
But suddenly an idea popped up.
He ran to the mirror and took a good look at him. His face was small and his eyes were soft and delicate looking. His chin was devoid of any beard because he shaved every day.
"No way... I can do that right?" he pulled at his shoulder length hair and pulled it up in a ponytail. Small wispy baby hairs fell onto his face, making him look even more delicate. "If I add a pony tail clip-on, then I'll look exactly like a girl!!!"
Exited by the sinew idea, he ran to the store instantly. Extension hair was very easy to find, but women's clothing was quite embarrassing to buy. Some girls peered at him while giggling to themselves.
Zou Yue swiftly picked out a frilly white top and loose baggy black formal pant and ran out the store.
With everything in hand, his plan was coming through perfectly.
"I just have to dress up one day and I will have my goods." he happily hopped over to his house.
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