Looking at these men, Luo Yan remained silent.
Yu Qiushui turned around and whispered into his ear, "You can take them back with you. If you want to develop a surface force, you'll need laborers."
"There's already a ready-made batch right here."
"As for Swift Current Logistics, we've already made enemies of them, so it doesn't matter if we take these few people too."
Luo Yan nodded and said, "Those willing to follow me, get on the truck. I have work for you. I'll pay you wages. As for how much you can earn, that depends on yourselves."
Hearing that Luo Yan was willing to take them in and provide them with work, the men were overjoyed. And with wages on offer, they immediately scrambled into the cargo truck.
Although they were sitting in the same truck, their moods were worlds apart from before.
Luo Yan glanced at Yu Qiushui. "You're so capable. You should know how to drive a truck, right?"
Yu Qiushui grinned. "You've never slept with me. How do you know I'm capable?"
The corner of Luo Yan's mouth twitched. He hurried away to avoid being harassed by this woman.
Yu Qiushui laughed loudly and turned toward the other truck.
When she turned around, the smile had already vanished from her face. Her expression was cold and indifferent. It seemed that only in front of Luo Yan would she reveal another side of herself.
The next morning.
At the Xuanming Department's camp, several guards at the entrance were yawning. One of them was crouched on the ground smoking.
"How much longer are we supposed to stay in this godforsaken place?" the smoking guard complained. "I've almost forgotten what women smell like."
"Stop complaining. Captain Yu still hasn't returned. We don't even know if something happened to her."