Yao Ran nodded at the building manager as an answer. Seeing this, his eyes lit up.
He licked his lips, coughed to clear his dried throat, and asked again, "Miss, could I go with you? I'm out of water, and my family urgently needs it."
Since she didn't know him well, Yao Ran didn't dare to bring him along. Although the building manager looked harmless and weak, she wouldn't let her guard down or underestimate him.
"I won't bring you with me." Yao Ran said as she calmly looked at him.
The building manager's eyes dimmed at her response, and he stood there for a moment before bowing slightly.
"I'm sorry to bother you." He turned and walked away, visibly disappointed.
Yao Ran thoughtfully watched him walk away for a moment and then called out, "I won't bring you with me, but I can sell you some water."
Hearing this, the building manager paused on his track, then turned around to look at her. His eyes were wide with disbelief as he asked, "Really? You will sell water to me?"
Yao Ran nodded and replied, "Yes. You can exchange other supplies for water."
The building manager looked thin and dirty, and Yao Ran guessed he might be short on food or water.
While she studied him, the building manager asked, "Do you accept gasoline?"
"Yes." Yao Ran replied, and he asked, "How much water can I get for one liter of gasoline?" "One liter of gasoline for one liter of water." She answered calmly.
When the building manager heard her answer, he was overjoyed since he hadn't expected such a fair rate.
He had been collecting gasoline from cars and gas stations recently, though he had no vehicle himself. Now, he could trade it for water. Perhaps, if given the opportunity in the future, he could even trade gasoline for food or clothing.
With that in mind, the building manager eagerly said, "I will go back and get the gasoline right now. Please wait for me, Miss."
Yao Ran nodded, and he hurried back home. Watching this scene from afar, other survivors approached Yao Ran as well.
Knowing what they want, she announced, "One liter of gasoline for one liter of water. I will wait for ten minutes."
Some survivors were excited and rushed off, while others were disappointed. Without gasoline, they couldn't exchange water with Yao Ran.
When the building manager returned with ten liters of gasoline, Yao Ran took out a notebook and pen from her backpack, registered his name, and had him sign beside his name.
"When I come back later, I will give you ten liters of water." Yao Ran told him. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
"Thank you, Miss." He replied gratefully.
Seeing that she was serious about exchanging water with gasoline, others who had gasoline at home hurriedly went to get it while some asked, "Miss, can we trade other supplies for water?"
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