Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 965
Chapter 965: Chapter 307: S-Class Chef, Era of Expansion!
Going to the Satellite City to lead a team for pioneering work, without starting from the bottom, and being able to lead people from the start?
Realizing that Cheng Ye might value his understanding of crops, possibly due to connections with his own nephew.
Wow.
Visible to the naked eye, Zhou Changhai’s face instantly flushed crimson, his body uncontrollably trembling slightly, eyes filled with incredulous ecstasy and excitement.
He has been struggling at the bottom for most of his life, early on accustomed to being passive, never imagining he could receive such an opportunity one day.
Just now his nephew Zhou Kuan returned, saying an Inspector had taken a liking to him, his heart was still full of doubt, specifically following to explore.
Unexpectedly, this was truly like a pie falling from the sky, luck coming without being stoppable!
“Chief, Chief Cheng, I’ll go back to prepare right away!” Zhou Changhai suddenly halted his steps, his voice trembling slightly.
“Go ahead.” Cheng Ye glanced at him, increasingly admiring his ability to understand the situation and take action.
In a vast Happiness City, with a population of a million, there are bound to be many such individuals.
And what he needs to do is not painstakingly search for these talents but build the platform.
Once the platform is truly established, it can naturally easily select capable individuals.
However, just as Zhou Changhai turned to leave, Cheng Ye called out again, “Wait… can you change your name a bit?”
“Hmm?” Zhou Changhai was taken aback, then quickly nodded: “Whatever you say, I’ll change it that way!”
“Remove the ‘Chang’ from it.” Cheng Ye said, “This name overlaps with an Inspector’s at the checkpoint, it sounds a bit odd.”
“Oh! I’ll change it immediately, I’m now called Zhou Hai!” Upon hearing about the name clash with an Inspector, Zhou Changhai’s heartbeat instantly slowed for half a beat, quickly agreeing, fearing unnecessary trouble.
Seeing him leave quickly, Zhou Kuan was still stunned on the spot, hurriedly asking: “Chief, Chief Cheng, do I… do I also have to go to the Satellite City?”
“You?” Cheng Ye thought for a moment, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, “Whether you stay or go depends on whether your cooking tonight can impress me.”
Hearing this, Zhou Kuan tightly gripped the vegetable bag in his hand, his gaze immediately becoming much firmer.
The two walked through alleys and streets, quickly arriving at the familiar Zone B7.
In the past few days, Zone B7 has not undergone earth-shattering changes, the previously dug pipework has been restored, the streets and alleys still have a familiar appearance, carrying a sense of stability and peace.
Walking towards Celestial Essence Mall, the pedestrian street’s lights weren’t turned on, appearing somewhat dim.
The construction of the industrial zone hasn’t concluded yet, but two three-story buildings have already been stacked up, outlining clear silhouettes in the dusk.
When they reached this place, many residents had recognized Cheng Ye, respectfully stopping to greet him.
Zhou Kuan walked alongside, feeling both tense and curious, increasingly intrigued.
He could see that the residents’ respect for Cheng Ye was completely different from his own and Zhou Hai’s respect for Cheng Ye.
It was a trust and dependency emerging from the heart, devoid of any opportunistic factors.
However, until Cheng Ye entered Celestial Essence Mall, he didn’t see Long and Er Long rushing over.
Instead, three Elders received the news, welcoming excitedly, repeatedly saying: “Chief Cheng, you’ve finally returned!”
“Elder Song, why haven’t I seen Long and the others?”
“Oh, they’ve recently been busy collecting scrap.” Elder Song explained with a smile, “Several old buildings were demolished in the North Suburb, yielding much scrap, most materials are still reusable, and affordable. They thought about taking it up, which could reduce community construction consumption.”
“Now, with a larger community population, although many have found jobs, there’s still a group without placement. Following Long and the others to collect scrap also ensures basic living.”
“Not bad, not bad, Long is becoming increasingly resourceful.” Cheng Ye smiled and praised.
“Who is this?” Elder Song’s gaze fell on Zhou Kuan.
“He’s the chef I’ve newly found, planning to open a restaurant in the Buffer Zone next year. It’s just right to showcase his skills today, taste his cooking. Additionally, I have some matters to discuss with the community.” Cheng Ye explained.
Elder Song immediately comprehended, called over two people to help Zhou Kuan prepare materials.
“There’s rice, flour, and seasonings in the department store’s basement, take him to retrieve them.”
“Yes, sir.”
Once Zhou Kuan left, Cheng Ye sat in the familiar reception area, chatting with the three Elders about recent community changes.
This time, the Elders didn’t have many new anecdotes.
After completing the underground pipeline renovations, the urban area temporarily entered a peaceful recuperation phase, with all efforts in the Buffer Zone focusing on the large-scale demolition in the North Suburb and outward expansion preparations in the South Suburb.
However, the Celestial Essence Community has increased in numbers, now reaching over fourteen thousand people, with seven thousand official members, the rest are reserves.
Official members stationed in Zones B7 to B9, reserve members distributed across other areas, resonating with the Celestial Essence Community’s ethos, wanting to join but currently without placements.
The three zones are already full, so the community can only slow expansion under the guise of “reserve assessments” to avoid chaos.
“Having many people is also a form of trouble.” Elder Song rarely smiled wryly, “Previously always hoped for more people, to transform the community’s desolation, now there’re endless coordination tasks daily. Fortunately, many talents have been newly recruited, after promoting them, they can barely sustain operational order.”
“Talents?” Cheng Ye’s eyes sparkled, hurriedly asking, “Are there any skilled in economic management?”