18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 567

Before the political team was fully assembled, Mark was swamped with back-to- back issues that needed resolving. He was so busy he barely had time to catch his breath, let alone stay in the loop about the latest developments.

The idea of starting a livestock farm was a stroke of good fortune, especially after the land had sunk, leaving him worried that all the poultry might be gone forever. Naturally, the conversation turned to Stella.

Mark's face lit up with optimism. "That's fantastic news. I'm all for it."

Stella threw him a curveball, “But the food processing plant wants to collaborate, and they're asking for a 50% stake."

Mark remained calm and friendly, "What do you think would be a fair percentage?"

The responsibility for civic affairs, including the food processing plant, now fell under his jurisdiction. However, there were so many areas to oversee that he hadn't gotten around to that particular sector yet.

Stella thought it over carefully. "No more than 20%."

Mark's brow furrowed slightly, indicating he neither agreed nor outright refused the proposition.

Stella laid her cards on the table. "Mark, I'm serious about this negotiation. It's not just the farm; it includes the crops as well. And later on, we might even get into medicinal herb cultivation."

The cost of the glass greenhouses wasn't a concern, but the ongoing expenses for land and energy to combat cold spells or sudden freezes would require the base's support.

Naturally, tax breaks would be the icing on the cake.

Stella was being straightforward as a test for Mark, who also figured into her strategic planning.

After some thought, Mark replied tactfully, "Thank you for your support. I'll have to mull it over and get back to you later with an answer."

Stella smiled, “Great, I look forward to hearing from you."

As Mark stood up to leave, he paused by the door, "Stella, do you believe we can restore Griffith to the way it is in our memories?"

"With you here, and with people like you, I'm confident we can make it happen."

Mark left, his silhouette against the sunlight seemed a bit taller.

After inspecting the farm, the group departed.

Rosie was incredibly hospitable, insisting on giving everyone a few pounds of fresh veggies to sample the quality of the greenhouse produce and to see if there were any areas for improvement.

The officials left, amused and holding their bags of vegetables.

Rosie had lunch at the farm, and Stella brought out some bread, sautéed bacon with dried vegetables, and a light porridge, asking her to call Josef and Poppy over to join them.

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