Everyone appreciated beautiful things, but a man with an outstanding appearance and ability was more attractive—just like He Xing. Although a handsome face would attract people's attention during the apocalypse, it was actually useless. However, when He Xing took out the mountaineering bag full of cigarettes and wine, he looked like a shining piece of gold in the staff member's eyes.
The staff member's tone was gentler than before. "I'll apply for an upper-class resident card for you now. May I know your name? Oh right, upper-class residents are allowed to bring a relative into the inner city. Do you have any relatives or friends who would like to enter the inner city with you?" As she said this, the staff member glanced at Du Yue. She could not hide the envy in her eyes.
