But there's no other way for now, let's give it a try.
After a brief thought, he turned and walked towards the camp, arriving at the entrance of Mamati's tent.
"Mr. Qi, do you need something?" Mamati quickly stood up when he saw him approaching.
Qi Yun glanced at the few cars parked nearby and asked, "Do we have extra gasoline?"
"Yes!" Mamati nodded in response, "There are six barrels on Daming's car. Even in an emergency, it's enough for our convoy to travel another seven to eight hundred kilometers."
"And last year when I came in, I buried a few barrels at another place."
Hearing this, Qi Yun raised his hand and pointed in the direction where Zhan Hongbo was standing, ordering, "Drive a car over there, park next to him, and when it gets hot, turn on the engine and the air conditioning."
Mamati glanced over at Zhan Hongbo, feeling a bit suspicious, but he quickly obliged, "Okay."
