"Brother Xie, Brother Duan, why not... arrange for Ms. Qiu to be relocated as soon as possible."
Fu Weijun saw Zhang Su and Duan Wuhu return, and quickly urged them. He knew what they were discussing had nothing to do with Qiu Hui, and he wasn't curious at all, just focused on his own matters.
"Yeah, yeah, you're always the most anxious!"
Duan Wuhu replied sternly and called Xie Yanshan to prepare the equipment needed for the relocation.
After the two of them walked into the courtyard, Fu Weijun turned to Zhang Su and said softly, "Mr. Zhang, the fire-breathing zombie..."
"I'll take the fire-breathing zombie away today. You've seen the situation in the camp; it's too crowded and chaotic. We'll research it after things settle down... Don't worry, there will certainly be a place where your efforts are needed."
Zhang Su knew exactly what Fu Weijun wanted to ask and answered his question directly.
