The Chef Rules the Last Days

Su Mo shot a glance at the people in the car and said, "Let’s go, we can talk while walking inside, we still have a mission to complete."

Except for Li Qian, Su Mo and another team that was holding Zhao Li walked inside.

In the empty building, only the scattered groans of zombies could be heard. The hall was a circular exhibition room, with many tea leaves scattered on the floor. Underneath the chaotic shoeprints, the leaves had turned dark and stuck to the ground.

It was a strange smell, the fresh aroma of the tea mixed with a rotting scent, which wasn’t very hard to bear.

Su Mo did not immediately go in to move the tea leaves. Instead, she directed the people who followed her, saying, "You go to the storeroom first and help me bring the tea leaves to the hall. I still need to sort through them."

They had agreed on quite a high price just to move two boxes of tea leaves, so that team left, whistling as they went.

Before leaving, the burly leader even groped Zhao Li’s buttocks, provoking him to anger, though he dared not speak out.

Soon, the spacious hall was left with only him, his eyes warily fixed on the two women in front of him, "What are you going to do?"

Su Mo mysteriously produced a bottle of tea water out of thin air and smiled, "I’ve found a new variety, specifically brought to let you taste."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she disappeared from the spot, appeared in front of him like a gust of wind, pinched open his mouth, and poured the tea water into it.

Then, she said to Zhao Changsheng, "You have 10 minutes to listen to Zhao Li’s heartfelt words."

Zhao Changsheng looked at her, confused, "What do you mean?"