"Boss Wen..." Li Weiwei made up her mind and walked over to Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu looked at Li Weiwei. Seeing her lower her head, seemingly a little nervous, he feigned confusion and asked:
"What's wrong?"
"Will I be able to get hired?"
"I don't know," Wen Xishu said frankly.
Li Weiwei moved a little closer.
"Boss Wen, I want to... join the Three Towers Company. You must already be an employee. If you're a boss, perhaps you could put in a word... mention my name..."
Li Weiwei gazed at him affectionately.
"I'd do anything to repay you."
In the apocalypse, Wen Xishu could imagine the survival strategies of a vulnerable woman. Li Weiwei might have seemed forceful and saintly at first, then humble and bashful now, but that was no contradiction.
In fact, this was why she had survived. Her limited medical abilities had relatively little to do with it.
Wen Xishu said:
"You have your own community and team, don't you? In the apocalypse."
Li Weiwei nodded.
"Yes... at a hospital in Deep City."
Deep City?
That did suggest some real capability. Wen Xishu knew that the more oppressive a city was, the more bizarre phenomena emerged after the apocalypse. Hujiang was one example.
Jiangcheng City, Deep City, Demon City... these three Longxia cities were no less distinctive than Hujiang. Li Weiwei had said earlier that the community she managed was clean, free of conflict, and everyone trusted her...
Li Weiwei had yet to demonstrate that kind of ability. Wen Xishu suspected someone more formidable had established order there.
Li Weiwei had merely used certain means to secure special treatment.
"If you join the Three Towers Company, you'll abandon the people you used to protect," Wen Xishu said.
Li Weiwei was perfectly frank.
"People strive to move up.