Trading Conference

Xiao Fan's troops arrived, causing great commotion at the agricultural market. Many survivors were even excited to stand up, wanting to squeeze over to take a close look, to see if it was the regular army that had returned.

Later, when they found out that this was the leader Xiao Fan from Yanshan Town, it did not completely dispel their enthusiasm.

In the eyes of many people, the national defense green worn by Xiao Fan and others, as well as those military vehicles, were the strongest guarantee for the common people. If they could live under the command of such a leader, it would definitely be a very safe thing.

Li Dahai was welcoming guests at the door. At this moment, he was a little nervous to receive Xiao Fan upstairs.

Originally, he wanted to go over to give Xiao Fan a hand, but now there were two military beauties on the left and right holding Xiao Fan, leaving no room for him to intervene.

So he could only lead the way in front, but there were still two big dogs ahead.

Xiao Tian had another female military dog beside him, named Zhen Tian.

The two dogs were two-star military dogs, with bodies as big as lionesses. They walked side by side happily, cozily. Seeing Li Dahai come over, they immediately glared fiercely at him. Xiao Tian even viciously bared his teeth.

Li Dahai felt aggrieved, he was actually looked down upon by a dog. But where else could he go?

Xiao Fan took his people all the way to the third floor.

On the third floor there was a large hall, used as a conference room. Inside was a long table that could accommodate more than 20 people meeting at the same time.

When they arrived at the door, a man in black stopped Xiao Fan, "Leader, the conference rules stipulate that for the safety of the participants, each leader can only bring two people in."

Xiao Fan pointed to Xue Ninger and Sun Feifei beside him, "That's just two people."

The man in black looked down at the two big dogs, wanting to say something, but suddenly realized that these two were not human at all.

Xiao Fan ignored him and walked into the room.

Inside, more than a dozen leaders from various factions had already gathered here and were discussing things.

When Xiao Fan came in, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Some were surprised, some jealous, and some seemed to be gloating.

Xiao Fan didn't care. He came to a front position and sat down. Zhao Dashan, who was behind him, immediately followed.

With Xiao Fan and Zhao Dashan's arrival, the personnel count was complete. At this moment, under Li Dahai's lead, Chen Fudong and Lu Wang also came to the conference room.

The two sat on the left and right of Li Dahai, forming an iron triangle at one end of the long table.

Li Dahai waved his hand to signal the men in black to close the door.

The door of the conference room closed, leaving only these dozen or so leaders inside, along with more than 20 subordinates.

"Ahem!"

Li Dahai, as the host, cleared his throat and stood up.

"Distinguished leaders, I am Li Dahai. First of all, I am very happy to be able to meet with all the leaders on such a day. Now that we can still be alive, we are already the luckiest people."

The eyes of the crowd were drawn in, listening to Li Dahai's speech.

"But people move upwards, and we all want to make our lives happier, make our days better, and not have to worry about still having something to eat today and being eaten by zombies tomorrow."

"The basis for all this is to have adequate material security to accomplish it. People need to eat, dress, vehicles need to be refueled, guns need bullets, so this trading conference was created."

"I, Li Dahai, won't say much more nonsense. Let's trade first. I believe everyone also knows the rules of trading. We will negotiate here first, after successful negotiation, notify subordinates via walkie-talkie to trade, it's that simple. When trading is over, I, Li Dahai, will play host and invite everyone for drinks, we won't leave until we're drunk!"

Li Dahai's speech was quite good. Chen Fudong and Lu Wang led the applause first, and Xiao Fan also applauded symbolically.

Li Dahai had just sat down when Han Dongyang from the gas station stood up and said to Xiao Fan, "Leader Xiao Fan, is it true that you said you want to exchange mutated beast meat for other supplies?"

"It's an exchange, but not for all supplies. I only want gold, silver and jewels," Xiao Fan restated.

"That's great. At our gas station, we didn't throw away the gold and silver we got a long time ago. I didn't expect it to come in handy today. When we heard you wanted gold and silver, we brought it all over."

As he spoke, Han Dongyang gestured to the person beside him, who took out a small box.

Xiao Fan opened it and saw that although not as much as Zhao Dashan’s side, it was about half of theirs.

But this was still very good. Xiao Fan happily accepted it.

"I don't know what Leader Han wants?"

"Mutated beast meat, diesel, oh, and some edible salt. You know, our location doesn't have large supermarkets, and the lack of salt in meals has been bothering us for a long time."

"No problem, these are not issues. These commodities all have exchange rates. Now your people can trade with my people."

Xue Ninger weighed the gold and silver, then Xiao Fan reported a number on the walkie-talkie to the people below, and the transaction began.

The efficiency of both sides was very high. After a while, the transaction was completed.

When Han Dongyang received a report from his subordinates that the supplies had arrived, some of the onlooking leaders in the room could no longer sit still.

Guo Mingjie from the hot spring villa directly brought out a box.

"Leader Xiao, I only need mutated beast meat. Take a look and give it to me."

Xiao Fan took it and weighed it. It was even more than what Zhao Dashan had given.

The weighing was also superficial, for others to see. In fact, after weighing, Xiao Fan would immediately convert the gold and silver into funds. Carrying these things around was not convenient, only funds were tangible.

Han Dongyang’s side was 14,000 plus gold, while Guo Mingjie’s here was 38,000 gold!

With the two accumulations, the conditions for upgrading to battalion commander had already been met.

Xiao Fan immediately ordered that the mutated beast meat be given to Guo Mingjie's men in accordance with the trading ratio.

Soon, the transaction here with Guo Mingjie was also completed, and he obtained 380 kilograms of mutated beast meat.

After Guo Mingjie, An Lan from the airport base also traded with Xiao Fan.

There was also no shortage of gold and silver at the airport base. It was close to 30,000 gold, and obtained nearly 300 kilograms of mutated beast meat.

Then several small base leaders successively traded with Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan also obtained more than 20,000 gold.

At this point, he already had more than 110,000 gold in his hands, and could be considered nouveau riche.

Xiao Fan silently upgraded his authority to battalion commander. He felt that this matter was very important and might come in handy at some point.

Now, the main ones who had not yet traded with Xiao Fan were four families: Li Dahai, Chen Fudong, Lu Wang, and Zhang Peng from Tongda Driving School.

These four people seemed to have unanimously placed a box on the table, and even opened the box to reveal the gold, silver and jewels inside, with dazzling brilliance.

Seeing that the trades of others were almost done, Chen Fudong finally spoke up.

"Leader Xiao, I see you've brought several large trucks. Trading more than a ton of meat now is just a drop in the bucket for you, isn't it?"

It was indeed just a drop in the bucket. Xiao Fan had brought 5,000 kilograms of mutated beast meat, and hadn't even traded a third of it yet.

Xiao Fan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "Oh? Does Leader Chen want to take all my mutated beast meat in exchange? Then you'll have to see if you can afford so much gold and silver."

Chen Fudong chuckled, slapped the table with both hands, leaned forward, and said in a manner full of pressure, "If we use just the bit of gold and silver in our hands to exchange for all your mutated beast meat, I wonder if Leader Xiao would agree?"

As soon as he said this, the other chieftains also looked at Xiao Fan with ill intent, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

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