Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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When Luo Fan and the others came up, they found that most of the girls had already gathered in the living room.

The agent and SAT8 are inspecting the furniture to prevent any quality issues, while Pascal and the dog are fiddling with the small items, seemingly doing some minor decorations.

“Agent, the sofa seems to need to be replaced; it’s not very comfortable to sit on in this season.”

SAT8 crouched down next to the sofa, touching it to confirm the material, and then drew a conclusion.

The agent placed the empty teacup back on the table and nodded: "Okay, I'll discuss this with the Commander later."

Meanwhile, M16 and the executioner were standing in front of the refrigerator in the living room, seemingly muttering something to each other...

"This seems like a good place to store wine..."

"I think so."

Another set of footsteps sounded, arriving behind the two as they were intently studying the refrigerator's function.

"What are you two whispering about, hmm?"

M4 looked at the two old drunkards with a friendly expression, but as a tactical doll, it seemed like the veins on its head were about to bulge out.

"Oh, no, no, we're just checking out the shelves of this refrigerator. Maybe we can put more things in the limited space, so we don't waste money and electricity, haha..."

While making excuses, he didn't forget to toss his backpack to Luo Fan, and M16 awkwardly laughed at M4.

"Oh right, we're trying to save money for the Commander!"

The clumsy executioner could only agree with the 16 pigeons beside him.

The problem is, they don't have to worry about electricity bills at all...

If they wanted to, they'd even worry that the power company wouldn't be able to supply them with electricity, so paying the fee would definitely be enough.

While M4 was out of the way, Luo Fan shrugged, tossed the bag full of liquor onto the sofa, and went off alone to check on the remaining two floors.

To be honest, Luo Fan really didn't understand the design. Why was the staircase from the second floor much wider than the first floor? There were even some shelves on the side walls where you could put teacups or toys and other decorations. In any case, Luo Fan really couldn't figure out the purpose of this design.

Fortunately, Luo Fan has never experienced the most lethal formaldehyde smell after the renovation, so it's still pretty good in that respect.

When he went up, the Rebellion Squad and the AR Squad followed him.

"..."

Well, they're probably planning to grab rooms. After all, the principle of "being near the water gives you an advantage" is also very applicable in war, and the girls seem to know it all too well.

The staircase wasn't particularly long or narrow, but it still took some time to get to the next floor. As Luo Fan climbed up, he noticed that the footsteps behind him seemed to be getting more and more chaotic.

This doesn't seem like a good sign...

After walking a few more steps, Luo Fan stopped at the front row, just before reaching the third floor.

"Well!"

AN94 was caught off guard and accidentally crashed into it.

Looking up, she found the commander looking at her with a complicated expression, or rather, at the entire team behind her...

Luo Fan couldn't help but marvel at the excellent construction quality of the staircase; it hadn't collapsed at all...

"Why did you all follow us...?"

That makes sense, but it's just too much...

"Uh, report, Commander, we're just here to check on the rooms!"

Little 9 was a step faster than Mercury Rose, interrupting her directly.

"All right......"

Luo Fan could only quicken his pace to the next floor, lest the building really collapse. The construction workers hadn't even had time to leave yet, and he would have to pay them overtime. Although they were in an employer-employee relationship, it didn't seem like a good thing to dismantle the stairs that others had built in front of them.

He quickened his pace, and the girls followed suit, afraid of falling behind and missing out on even the soup.

Putting those issues aside for the moment, Luo Fan began to focus on the situation on the third floor.

This room is much smaller than the living room on the second floor, only enough for a few sofas, a coffee table, and a TV. Most of the space is used for bedrooms; there should be about six bedrooms here, plus another floor upstairs...

From this perspective, there should be enough space for them to stay. As for beds, they'll need to order large ones or two that can be pushed together, otherwise it might not be enough to sleep so many people, since more people will be coming later.

We also need to consider the quality; we don't want the whole bed to collapse.

Ah, what a hassle. When I was alone, I didn't have to think about so many things. As long as I had a bed and it was soft enough, I could sleep comfortably. Now, not only do women with small waists have to solve the problem of finding a bed, but they also have to strictly control the quality of the bed frame, otherwise it might collapse if they're not careful.

As for his own room, Luo Fan considered it and decided to stay on the second floor. After all, he would be at the front desk frequently, and being closer to his room would be convenient. Most importantly, there weren't many rooms available, so it might be much quieter. Upstairs, it might be a different story...

But he didn't choose to tell the girls directly. When they started to disperse and look at the rooms, Luo Fan quietly went down to the next floor.

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After settling down, we can consider expanding our ranks. We had kept quiet for a while to avoid trouble due to the need for frequent operations, but now that the situation is stable, we can bring more helpers. After all, a "war" with a completely unknown situation may be about to break out.

Following convention, preference, and habit, Lovan chose a rifle to test the waters.

After all, most of the good stuff and the best deals are in AR (Armor) items. Although there are quite a few in sniper rifles, AR items definitely have a higher drop rate, and they're not as expensive, making them extremely cost-effective.

Once again, I skillfully opened the construction panel and entered the AR construction formula: 1000:4000:4000:2000

【put up】

【3:52:59】

Luo Fan can't even guess the gun based on the time yet, let alone this guy who isn't even a whole number, so there's no way to start.

Fine, it doesn't matter who comes, they're all family anyway, no rush, let's settle our own lives first.

Luo Fan put away his tablet and returned to the bar on the first floor. It was still noon, but the interior of the bar was still quite dim due to the curtains and the style of the decor. Luo Fan was quite satisfied with this, as it would not be glaringly bright from the sun.

Mrs. Grey was sitting on a bar stool at the bar, just like usual, still operating a laptop, seemingly busy with work all day long.

Luo Fan silently walked behind the bar, took a bottle of whiskey, poured it into two old-fashioned glasses, and pushed one of them towards the other person.

Mrs. Grey's gaze was drawn to the suddenly appearing amber-colored liquid. She stopped typing and looked at the other person with a gentle expression.

"William Laurent has a classic and elegant style, a high alcohol content, and a floral scent. You should like it."

Despite being very familiar with each other, Luo Fan still prefers to greet each other as if they were meeting for the first time.

That's the kind of aura Mrs. Grey exudes. The way girls usually greet each other is definitely not appropriate for her. A working professional would certainly be more familiar with this way of greeting.

Mrs. Ke Grey returned a gentle smile and slowly raised her glass to Lovan.

“107Proof, many people have tried to use this to deal with me before, but you are one of the few I am happy to do.”

"It was a real honor."

The two clinked their glasses together and then drank it all in one gulp.

Despite the high alcohol content, drinking it all in one gulp is still quite exciting. Anyway, there's no need to follow any formalities about drinking; just do what you like.

Mrs. Grey was clearly a straightforward person; she gulped down her drink much faster than I could, and I almost choked.

"The quality is very good, and it doesn't look fake."

Mrs. Grey turned the glass upside down, examining it closely, her eyes revealing her approval of the wine's quality.

"I got it through a friend's connections; I wouldn't normally be able to get my hands on something like this."

After all, it shares the same origin as William Laurent's 12-year-old bourbon. Since the 12-year-old is no longer available, it has become a substitute. However, the problem is that even the substitute is difficult to find on the market. It is rare for the substitute to be in short supply along with the original. If it weren't for a "friend" providing a channel, it would indeed be difficult to buy it on one's own.

"So, what would you like to say to me?"

After finishing her drink, Mrs. Grey returned to her original state and immediately saw through Luo Fan's thoughts.

Luo Fan was a smart man, and this was the only evaluation he could come up with, but it was more than enough.

"I do have something to say, and it concerns the future of biopharmaceutical companies."

During the conversation, Luo Fan kept a close eye on Mrs. Grey's reaction, but she didn't even blink, and was completely impeccable.

It's completely impossible to test the other party any further...

Luo Fan didn't continue immediately, but maintained a standoff with the other person with his eyes. However, after a few minutes, when his eyes began to flicker, the other person still maintained that polite smile, seemingly not displeased at all by his probing.

I already knew that Mrs. Grey was an old hand in this complicated society and naturally had some tricks up her sleeve, but I still wanted to test her and see if I could expose her weakness.

The result was obvious: failure. This standoff was meaningless to her and was just a waste of both of their time.

"Haha, I guess I'm still too inexperienced..."

Since the other party has gone to this extent, Luo Fan can rest assured that he can entrust the matter to Madam Grey.

Mrs. Grey subtly adjusted her glasses, her smile softening considerably, signaling the official end of their confrontation.

After refilling the other person's drink, Luo Fan slowly began to speak.

"What I want to tell you is that I will be in full charge of this biopharmaceutical company from now on. Unless I have a plan, I will not interfere with any production or operations. I hope you can take on this responsibility because I believe in your abilities."

Luo Fan admitted that he knew nothing about business intrigue and dealing with those old wall lamps. He would eventually be ripped off and left with nothing. He could only leave the matter to the more professional Mrs. Gray.

"Please rest assured, as long as you have the funds and our technology, whether you want to live a mediocre life or overtake others by taking a shortcut, I can make it happen."

In just one sentence, he declared his ability and absolute confidence.

Whether she wants to be an ordinary company, without making rivals and living a normal life, or to surpass them all and shock the entire country, she can do it, because the technological gap is already there.

Lofan was very satisfied with this: "In addition, I will provide you with equipment and funds in the near future. You should put Nieto production on the agenda as soon as possible. The company's security personnel are all composed of Nieto, and they are normal Black and White Nieto. We don't need ordinary people to be security guards."

In short, he doesn't trust others, which could be due to their incompetence or the presence of a mole; he doesn't use people he doubts.

"I will do it as soon as possible. As long as the equipment is in place, I will have Ms. Pascal assist me with the work and I will put it on the agenda as soon as possible."

After saying that, Mrs. Grey turned to look to the side, where Pascal was talking with the girls and seemed to be having a very pleasant time.

The more Lofan looked at Pascal's smile, the more worried he became.

"I need you to have some of Nieto's men follow Pascal closely, without letting her know. Her safety must be guaranteed; if anything happens to her..."

"I see......"

Apart from Mrs. Grey, no one noticed that Lovan's expression had already turned cold.

They must be fully prepared to go further in the ensuing intrigue and clashes of bullets.

P.S.: Happy New Year belatedly! Also, it seems like Dawnbreaker 2 will be available to play tomorrow morning at 8 AM. I'll go collect some materials in the game tomorrow and then bring you all a better story.

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P.S.: I got carried away playing Matte Glow 2, sorry.

"In addition, I will have the Rebellion Squad follow you. Without my orders, they will act according to your instructions."

"Are you sure you want your rebellious squad to follow me?"

Mrs. Grey frowned slightly, seemingly not very satisfied with the arrangement.

But Lovan seemed to have already made up his mind: "It's certain. They are more suited to your style of doing things. If there is any need, they can better carry out your purpose. If not, Nieto can be used. In any case, as long as they don't have my orders, they will follow you."

"All right......"

Mrs. Grey had no choice but to agree with the other party's idea.

As for Nieto, Lovan plans to build a few directly using a tablet later and let them live with them in the bar for a period of time to adapt to the local lifestyle and speaking habits, so as to better infiltrate and carry out certain reconnaissance missions.

Lovan finished his whiskey, then poured himself another glass and replaced the ice with fresh ice.

"Actually, I originally wanted to have the Ironblood Factory personnel accompany you, but the family's affairs require them, or rather, they are better suited for the family's work. Whether it's assassination or sabotage, they are more capable of handling these tasks, so..."

"I understand, don't worry."

Mrs. Grey interrupted the other person, then closed her laptop and focused on the discussion.

Both of them knew that it wasn't just a matter of their areas of expertise; the tough girls' personalities weren't really suited for this kind of business negotiation, and if they weren't careful, things could easily go wrong. No matter how you looked at it, the Defiant Squad was the best choice.

There seemed to be nothing to say, and the two fell silent again, finishing their drinks and then lost in thought once more.

Luo Fan was too embarrassed to leave, and Mrs. Grey's work seemed to be temporarily completed, so no one had any intention of leaving first.

But looking at Mrs. Grey's expression, it seemed she wanted to say something, but also seemed to be holding back...

Realizing that his tone had been a bit too cold, Luo Fan adjusted it and asked the other party.

"Do you have anything you want to say?"

As if granted a pardon, Mrs. Grey unconsciously leaned forward a few centimeters, seemingly showing signs of panic for the first time, yet not quite...

Lovan couldn't think of anything that would elicit such a reaction from Mrs. Grey.

"Excuse me... Ti, and the teacher, will they be coming here?"