The sales clerk, infuriated, stood up ready to fight back when the mall manager came over and told her, "The director is looking for you."
The sales clerk quickly touched up her lipstick with a compact mirror and ran out through the back door.
Gu Pan shook her head. What was all this nonsense? Even after the apocalypse had been going on for so long, how could there still be so many people with mush for brains? There was never a shortage of fools in the world.
Lu Ruisheng squeezed his wife's hand. "Let's go buy a bucket and some charcoal."
Gu Pan agreed, and they went together to another counter, deciding that such people were not worth their attention. Idiots in post-apocalyptic times didn't survive long.
First, they bought a bucket, which conveniently held the charcoal, and then they picked up a few other daily necessities.
After they had bought everything, Lu Ruisheng carried the bucket and a bag, while Gu Pan held a bedding set, and both of them left together.