Upon reaching the town, the other people went to the Starfire Resource Recycling Company to sell goods, while Ren Zhong bid farewell to everyone beforehand and headed straight to the Military Weapon Store.
"Yo! Mr. Ren, you’re here to support my business again! If I weren’t the manager without performance targets, a regular clerk would want to throw themselves into your arms to express gratitude."
The tall Ju Qingmeng was lounging in a chair in her office, watching a show out of boredom. Hearing that Ren Zhong had arrived, she immediately stepped out, leaned over the counter, and cheerfully said while blinking her large eyes at him.
Today, she wore a ponytail and a tight black leather jacket that highlighted her scorching figure.
As she leaned on the counter, her explosive bust compressed into shapely curves.
As one of the victims of the "Pu Cha officer" lie, she was always striving hard to leave this godforsaken place in Starfire Town.
She knew the man before her was at least a "Fifth Level Citizen’s Pu Cha officer."
He could change her fate.
Ren Zhong’s eyes flickered for a moment, and even as a high-cold academic who had barely tasted the pleasures of life, he found it hard to resist, with his Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbing.
Ren Zhong became alert in his heart, vigilant at once.
Although Ju Qingmeng looked tempting at the moment, given his self-control, he shouldn’t show any obvious physical reactions, even in the face of an upheaval.
After a brief analysis of two seconds, he drew a conclusion.
Excessive physical labor and living on the edge with battles without tomorrows can indeed stimulate primal desires.
Just like how modern mercenaries particularly enjoy frequenting special service providers.
This is a psychological stress response, which even Ren Zhong couldn’t fully exempt himself from.
Also, although the misunderstanding among the people in the car on the way back had been cleared up, a slight mark was left in his heart.
Therefore, he showed slightly reduced resistance to Ju Qingmeng’s bold allure, despite her stunning appearance and curvaceous body.
"Manager Ju, you’re quite the joker, but I am indeed here to buy something today. Is there any chance for a little discount?"
"What are you buying? What kind of discount are you looking for?"
Ju Qingmeng stepped out from behind the counter, standing in front of Ren Zhong, deliberately puffing out her chest, giving a slight quiver of "discount."
Ren Zhong pointed to the side of the store, "A First Level personal wheeled motorcycle."
Five minutes later, Ren Zhong stylishly left on the motorcycle.
First Level personal wheeled motorcycle: Electric drive, 3000 km range, top speed of 220 km/h.
He spent a total of 40 Contribution Points.
If it were a regular wastelander, it would cost 44 because they would need to buy a separate battery worth 4 Contribution Points.
But Ju Qingmeng used her managerial authority again to gift him a battery for free.
At this point, Ren Zhong wasn’t interested in the manager’s beauty but was quite eager for the benefits she held.
Ren Zhong dared not truly accept her advances.
After all, everything stemmed from a misunderstanding.
He couldn’t truly fulfill Ju Qingmeng’s expectations.
By just taking small perks from her without any physical entanglement, their relationship wouldn’t deepen, and she would have no opportunity to speak. This way, the fragile "Pu Cha officer" façade could continue to be used.