"What he can give, I can give, I hope you don't cooperate with him."

"I don't mind working in both directions."

Mu Jing turned his pen and said, "I'm not interested in what you want, if I get enough of what I want, I will leave, and I won't be a threat to you." ”

Qin Mei'er is dead, and there is no need for her to continue to stay, but in terms of collecting materials, she can still use this opportunity to stock up a little more.

"You're leaving?"

"Yes, I'm just here to rest, and when I've rested enough, of course I'm going to go out again to find my precious brother."

Ye Zhuo frowned, "When are you going to leave?" ”

Mu Jing looked at him, clicked the Q version of the little angel he drew with the tip of his pen, and said, "It depends on the situation." ”

Ye Zhuo, who seemed to have expected her to give such an answer, clasped his hands and said, "I will give you as many supplies as he gives you, I sincerely want to cooperate with you, I hope you will think about it more." ”

They all want to be in Area A, but they have no choice but to have enough contribution points, and District B has given birth to such a big thing in their jurisdiction, not to mention being promoted to Area A, and it is the kindness of the boss in Area A that they have not been kicked out of the protection circle.

Mu Jing felt that Lu Bin and Ye Zhuo were worthy of being rivals, and what they said was so similar.

"I'll think about it."

Who doesn't want low-hanging fruit?

"Did Lu Bin tell you which red mission he was going to do?"

"Got it."

Mu Jing looked at Ye Zhuo and said, "It's the same as the one you chose." ”

"What?"

Ye Zhuo frowned, "He chose the edible oil processing plant?" ”

"Hmm."

She closed the notebook and put it aside, "At present, it seems that the factory has the greatest interests, and if you want to be appreciated and forgiven by the boss of Area A, you can only play by occupying that factory, and the preliminary estimate of the remaining edible oil in it is enough for you to enter Area A." ”

"How do you know I'm the same as him?"

"This kind of thing, don't you know it by using your brain?"

"But there's a couple of red missions on it, isn't it?"

"The value of cooking oil is far greater than the materials needed for other red missions, as long as you have the brain and ability, you will choose cooking oil, and I need to explain it to you in a long and tongue-in-depth manner?"

Mu Jing looked at him with mentally retarded eyes and said, "Are you showing off your IQ?" ”

“…… I'm sorry. ”

"It's not me who you should apologize to, it's your brain."

"......" Ye Zhuo, who was stunned to the point of having nothing to say just a little more doubt, sighed and said, "Then what do you mean?" The two of us have conflicting missions, who do you choose to help? ”

"Do you think the cooking oil processing plant is a small place? Can you just go over and solve it by your own team? ”

Mu Jing felt that she had to take a good look at these adults, so she sat up straight, raised Erlang's legs, and put her hand on the armrest to knock and knock, "Is there some kind of misunderstanding between us?" Or do you expect me to take down the factory and give you everything in the factory with both hands? ”

Ye Zhuo, who indeed had such a plan, suddenly felt embarrassed.

"If I had that ability, do you think I would still be restricted by you in this protective circle?"

...... "You're not restricted, are you?" The rules are completely dead in your eyes, don't think that he doesn't know if he's busy.

Mu Jing saw him like this, and lazily shrank back, and said, "The two of you will discuss a time and go together." ”

"Together?!"

Ye Zhuo frowned, and was about to say something, when he heard Mu Jing say: "The processing plant is enough for the two of you to enter Area A, whether you like to go or not." ”

“……”