Zheng Wen'an didn't know what words to use to describe his current mood, if asked, he'd say it was extremely depressing.
He didn't believe Shen Zhigui would actually sell them supplies, but the situation now was that, apart from Shen Zhigui and his group, they couldn't find anyone else to sell them the supplies.
Looking for someone from the base might cost them more than double the price compared to Shen Zhigui's group, and the things they got wouldn't be as good as the cheapest steamed buns from Jianglin Hotel.
So Zheng Wen'an would rather be swindled by Shen Zhigui and his group than trade with the base for supplies.
After some internal struggle, Zheng Wen'an, along with Jiang Zhenzhen and Liu Yiyi, approached the place where Shen Zhigui and his group had parked.
Shen Zhigui and his group quickly noticed the three people walking toward them.
