"This batch of food should be enough to last them half a year without any problem," Marita, the territory's finance officer, reported softly.
Cao Xing nodded approvingly.
It had to be said that she had considered things very thoroughly.
Although the entire force would be heading out on an expedition next, and by all logic, all food should have been prioritized for the frontline troops, Cao Xing's situation was different. Aside from the members of his own territory, he had also recruited hundreds of thousands of refugees as outsourced workers to support the development of Gale Snowfield.
"Of course!" Manager Ping replied. "But I need to apologize to you. It's quite a distance from here to the factory area, and I still have a lot of work to do, so I won't be accompanying you."
However, Texaco's credit rating being downgraded by Moody's from AA to Baa meant that the company's credit was merely average. Although the investment interest and principal were guaranteed, they remained unreliable for a considerable period and lacked strong investment value.
After getting out of bed, he did not put on the deep purple outfit he had worn during the day. Instead, he changed back into his signature black, cloud-patterned robe with wide sleeves. He silently climbed onto the roof and quietly used his inner senses to detect the breathing and faint footsteps left behind by the visitor.
As long as he had promised it, she could doubt that the Earth rotated and revolved around the sun, but she would trust him unconditionally.
He smiled and said, "Big Sister was unhappy because she didn't have any candy. Now that there's candy, you can have presents." After saying that, he glanced at Qian Xining.
"What's the big deal? Was it worth thanking me for? What do you