Rebirth after the end of the world: Start hoarding one billion supplies

"OK."

The bodyguard nodded quickly and hurried out again.

Two days later, the snow almost blocked all the doors and windows. Xia Lu sent people to clean it every day. Unfortunately, the cleaning only took an hour, and the heavy snow covered the doors and windows again.

He always feels tired when he looks outside every day. His mobile phone is very busy nowadays. Domestic hot search platforms are filled with news about foreign snow disasters every day. How many people died in this country today? Which country will parade for freedom tomorrow? In short,

Very exciting.

Xia Lu flipped through his address book, and after a while, Bai Sijun's mobile phone number appeared in front of him. He hesitated and hesitated, but decided to call Bai Sijun.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. As soon as the call was connected, Xia Lu couldn't wait to ask: "Bai Siyun, why did you answer the phone so late? What have you been doing recently? Are you bored at home?"

"You have so many questions, how do you want me to answer them?"

Bai Sijun was a little bit dumbfounded, but after the last kidnapping, she still had some good impressions of Xia Lu: "I haven't been at home recently. I've been working as a volunteer outside, helping to distribute supplies. Anyway, I'm idle. Why?

Let’s make a contribution to the country.”

When Xia Lu heard this, he frowned and repeated it again, asking: "Are you working as a volunteer outside now?"

"Yeah, but it's really strange. You're right. The snow is indeed non-stop, and the snow is getting heavier day by day. Every time we clear a piece of land, it is covered again in the blink of an eye.

I also thought something might be going on."

Bai Sijun's tone was a little complicated. She already felt vaguely uneasy in her heart, but like ordinary people, she had never thought about the end of the world, so she didn't take it seriously. She just said with a smile: "Maybe you are a

Prophet, maybe something big will happen!"

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

Xia Lu gave a bitter smile and said seriously: "Bai Siyun, if you believe me, go back as soon as possible, stop being that damn volunteer, and stay away from the crowd. This is the last thing I can tell you."

"What are you doing?"

Bai Sijun was a little surprised. She smiled and said, "Xia Lu, why didn't I think you were so strange before? Why did you stay away from the crowd? Now there's a snowstorm. If you really stay away from the crowd, you probably don't know how you died, right?"

"But--"

"Oh, okay, Xia Lu, don't worry too much. I'm going to continue my work. I'll hang up now."

"Hello? Hello?"

Xia Lu slowly put down the phone, a little silent. Bai Siyun has always had this kind of character, with a kind heart, which is completely different from Bai Sinan, who is also a sister. In the apocalypse, a character like Bai Siyun is most likely to suffer, so she

Xia Lu could never forget his death.

Thinking of this, Xia Lu couldn't help but close his eyes. Just as he calmed down, he received another call. He looked at the beating name and thought for a long time before he suddenly realized - this was not the person who had sold him before.

The one who gave him winter clothes?

He connected the phone. As soon as he connected the phone, the fawning voice from the other side came out: "Mr. Xia, are you busy?"

"Huh? How could it be? It's snowing now and the roads are closed. Everyone is very leisurely. Where is the busyness? How come you suddenly remembered to call me at this time? Could it be that you have new cold-proof clothes?"

"Ahem, what's new? Mr. Xia, I won't beat around the bush anymore. As you know, it's snowing heavily now. Summer has jumped from summer to winter overnight. Even the Meteorological Bureau

The highest warning has been issued, so I was thinking, you bought so many cold-proof clothes, you can’t wear them all, right? How about you sell me some more? In this way, I will definitely not let you lose money, I will pay double the price!”

"Sell it back?"

Xia Lu almost laughed. He pinched his palms hard to hold back his laughter and said with difficulty: "Boss Li, that's not what you said, and that's not how business works. Don't look at me. I'm the only one here."

, but I also have bodyguards, security guards, hired servants, etc., these cold-proof clothes are not enough for me, I would like you to sell me some more!"

"Mr. Xia, are you too kind to your employees?"

Boss Li on the opposite side swallowed his throat and was already a little angry. He suppressed his anger and said: "Mr.

Now, with this friendship, I will pay you double or triple the price to buy these cold-proof clothes. Just give me a word of truth as to whether or not to sell them?"

Boss Li seemed to be trying to get closer, but in fact he was secretly threatening Xia Lu.

If it were Xia Lu when he was young in his previous life, he would have been caught now, and then he would have foolishly returned the cold-proof clothes to Boss Li. Unfortunately, Boss Li was unlucky enough to be reborn, and he had seen a lot.

Wide summer deer.

Xia Lu sneered and said in a low voice: "Boss Li's words are a bit unpleasant. I told you that our Xia family is not short of money. I don't care if it's three times, five times, or ten times. Now that

With heavy snow and such weird weather, life is more important than money. Boss Li, please forgive me for not returning the cold-proof clothes to you."

"Young Master Xia, this is not what you do as a businessman. You will only offend us all!"

There was a threat in Boss Li's voice. It was no longer a hidden jab, but an explicit threat.

Xia Lu chuckled lightly. If the doomsday hadn't come now, his threats might actually be useful to him. But unfortunately, when the doomsday comes, the so-called money will only become a pile of waste paper, used to keep warm.

Maybe it’s because it burns so quickly.

Xia Lu looked at the teacup in his hand, half-smiling but not smiling: "Boss Li, are you threatening me?"

"How can this be a threat? Mr. Xia, aren't we having a normal conversation?"

Boss Li chuckled and said slowly: "Mr.

, Mr. Xia, this is all I have to say, just wait."

After Boss Li finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Xia Lu felt a little funny when he heard the beep coming from the phone.

Revenge? What kind of revenge? Does it mean the kind of revenge that Chen Ruhai did before by selling at a low price in an attempt to squeeze his living space, but in the end he bought another batch of low-priced goods? If it is really this kind of revenge, then he

I hope they can come more often. This time or two is just a small fuss, but it’s not enough!