Chapter 67 – Flyer Negotiation

The jade stall owner stared at the plain-looking Jianglin Hotel flyer in Chu Jiangyue’s hand, unsure whether to take it or not.

Instinctively, he glanced at Song Chengjun.

Song Chengjun was the head of the base’s patrol squad—he should know what this was, right?

Song Chengjun: I don’t know, don’t look at me.

“Hold this. For three days, within a one-meter radius, it can block zombies and withstand extreme heat.

Even without a thermal suit, you can safely travel from the base to Jianglin Hotel.”

Chu Jiangyue thought that she ought to ask Little Fox to prepare more of these flyers. From now on, whenever she encountered survivors, she could hand one out.

As long as survivors weren’t harassed by zombies or troubled by the extreme heat, they would have a much better chance of safely reaching Jianglin Hotel and becoming guests there.

When Song Chengjun heard Chu Jiangyue’s words, his eyes burned as he looked at the flyer in the stall owner’s hands.

This was a real treasure. Sure enough, sticking close to Boss Chu always meant endless good things popping up.

Of course, Chu Jiangyue noticed the look in his eyes. If he could help her solve the problem of new customers, she wouldn’t mind giving him some flyers.

If you’re not willing to part with the child, you can’t trap the wolf. Giving away a few flyers in exchange for Song Chengjun helping her complete her task—guaranteed profit.

“I… I really feel much cooler now!”

The jade stall owner felt the temperature around him suddenly drop, and he looked at Chu Jiangyue with a faint sense of reverence.

Just now he had heard Captain Song call her Boss Chu—could she be the legendary owner of Jianglin Hotel?
He had indeed heard that the hotel’s owner was a very young and beautiful woman.

If it really was the person standing before him, then he felt the way people had described Boss Chu was still far too lacking.

“Boss Chu, do you still have more of these flyers? I don’t want them for free—I’ll buy them from you!”

The price of thermal suits was still relatively high. Some people went to Jianglin Hotel, but after buying other things, they couldn’t afford a thermal suit.

And a thermal suit had to be replaced every three days—not everyone could bear that cost.

Many people only wore them when going on missions, saving them for later, rather than wearing them around the base.

But if there was this flyer, although you had to carry it on you, its function was similar to a thermal suit, and maybe the price would even be cheaper.

“This one—each person can only use it once. If you’ve already used a flyer but didn’t make it to Jianglin Hotel, you can’t use a second one.”

The reason Chu Jiangyue was making such a big show of handing out the flyers was precisely because of this limitation.

Otherwise, if people had flyers, the thermal suits would have no market at all.

The jade stall owner couldn’t think that far ahead anymore. Since each person could only use it once, he had to hurry, pack up his things, and head for Jianglin Hotel.

When he heard each flyer could only be used once, Song Chengjun showed some regret. He had thought he’d found a substitute for thermal suits.

Still, even if it could only be used once, he thought there was still potential here.

“Boss Chu, I think this matter is still worth negotiating.”

When Chu Jiangyue heard this, she raised her eyebrows.

That worked too. She had originally thought of giving them to him as a friendly gift for helping her bring in new customers. If he insisted on buying them, that wasn’t impossible.

“This isn’t the place to talk. Captain Song, find somewhere more convenient and let’s discuss in detail.”

If they could talk, there was a deal. Song Chengjun’s eyes lit up, and he led Chu Jiangyue to the place where he usually worked.

Calling it an office was generous—it was actually a villa repurposed as an office.

The entire B City safety base had been transformed around a large suburban villa district, though in the opposite direction from Shengshi Huadu—one south, one north.

“Boss Chu, everyone, please come in.”
Song Chengjun ushered them inside and personally poured them some water.

The water they used nowadays mostly came from water-ability and ice-ability users.

Each person had a daily quota, and if you wanted more beyond that, you had to exchange supplies.

Chu Jiangyue didn’t mind, took the glass, and sipped lightly.

Mm, not as good as the water in her cabin.

“Boss Chu, I want to buy some flyers from you. That way, when we escort people to Jianglin Hotel, it’ll be easier for us.”

On their way escorting people to Jianglin Hotel, apart from the stretches where a safe passage had been established, the rest of the journey relied on brute endurance.

Some elderly people or children couldn’t handle it halfway through.

At those times, they could only give up their own thermal suits to the old or young.

But thermal suits weren’t cheap. If they gave theirs away, they’d need to wear another themselves. If every escort trip required that, no amount of coins would be enough.

But with flyers, their burden could be much lighter.

“The flyers are meant to bring me new customers. Captain Song, how many new customers can you bring me?”

“With the flyers, we can escort more people. I believe that’s exactly what you’d like to see, Boss Chu.”

“Of course. But these flyers aren’t easy to make. If Captain Song wants to purchase in bulk, the price won’t be cheap.”

Shen Zhigui and the others: Did you forget that time you handed out a hundred in one go?

Of course, they only thought it, not said it aloud. Unless they didn’t want to stay at Jianglin Hotel anymore, they wouldn’t ruin Chu Jiangyue’s deal.

“Boss Chu, just name your price.”

Anyway, the base was footing the bill. Song Chengjun had no pressure at all about the final price.

When it’s not your own money, negotiations are always so easy.

Chu Jiangyue thought for a moment. Since they were helping her bring in customers, if she set the price too high, she’d look greedy.

“Since Captain Song is an old partner, I won’t trick you. Flat rate—50 copper coins per flyer. How about it?”

She intended to build a long-term partnership, so she would go with small profits and high volume.

The more flyers the base bought, the more customers they could deliver to Jianglin Hotel.

That was, in its own way, mutual benefit.

If she gave them out for free, even if she was willing, Little Fox wouldn’t agree.

After all, making the flyers consumed its energy.

All output and no input—even a mule in the production team couldn’t be worked like that.

As long as there was income, Little Fox could replenish energy—it wasn’t free labor.

The price of 50 copper coins was cheaper than Song Chengjun had expected, but he still wanted to fight for more discounts for the base.

“Boss Chu, you know that right now, only our base knows of Jianglin Hotel’s existence.

Our base plans to visit other bases. At that time, we could attract more customers for Jianglin Hotel…”

Chu Jiangyue raised her hand to cut him off: “50 copper coins, not a copper less. If you can’t accept this price, there’s no need to continue.”

Of course she knew what he was thinking, but a flat rate was a flat rate—she wasn’t going to give him room to haggle.