Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

Oil City, meeting room.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. They want to try to deal with things today so that they can relax tomorrow.

Li Hang, Li Zhengping, Uncle San and others are all here.

Li Hang looked at everyone and said:

"At present, the trading market has found two Level 3 non-staff members who received benefits from survivors, namely: Mengzi and Xie Dongling. After everyone's discussion, it was unanimously decided to remove their Level 3 positions and demote them two levels to Level 5."

"At the same time, the bribery of the motorcycle gang will be deducted 500 points, and they will not be allowed to add fuel within one month as a punishment."

The corruption found this time was much lighter than the previous one at the headquarters base.

The one at the headquarters base involved Level 2 outer city personnel Jia Tan, Zhang Shunzi and others. They used to seek personal gain and asked those non-staff members to give benefits, otherwise they would reduce food.

In addition, they also hid guns and planned to rebel and overthrow the rule of Li Yu and others in the inner city.

If it involves rebellion, there is no way out, so all the participants and their families were killed.

This time, the two third-level non-staff personnel were working at the official gas station in Oil City. As gas station attendants, they filled up the gas for the speeding gangs with more fuel and collected less points, taking kickbacks.

They were reported and found out.

The third-level non-staff personnel who had been promoted to the third-level after many years of hard work were now demoted to the fifth-level personnel.

Without the protection of the third-level personnel, it is difficult to find a job here if they commit a crime. They can only leave the trading market and find ways to make a living.

"Next."

"According to the results of the questionnaire survey, there is a problem that many survivors have mentioned. They are safe in the trading market, but after going out, they always encounter people who rob them. It seriously affects their entry and exit of the trading market. What do you think?"

Lao Luo frowned and said first:

"This problem is not easy to deal with. On the one hand, with our current manpower, we can't manage it; we can manage it in the city, but how can we manage them when they run to various places outside the city. We can manage it nearby, after all, if they do this kind of thing nearby, it will slap us in the face.

On the other hand, it is not easy to manage. For example, our people are driving outside. When a group of people chase another group of people, how can we judge who robbed whose things? Both sides say that the things are theirs. How to prove it, how can we judge it?"

"And for the robbery that happened outside the trading market two days ago, we have expanded the scope of management and required them not to rob and steal near the trading market. Once found, they will be killed. I think it is enough."

After listening, Li Hang looked at others.

Old Huang suddenly said:

"I have an idea. Regarding the situation you mentioned, we certainly cannot take care of everything and take care of everyone."

"Why not set up a store similar to a security company in the trading market to provide escort and protection services, but the survivors need to pay points. In this way, we can also earn points, at least it's not in vain."

Li Zhengping smiled and said: "Isn't this a escort agency?"

"Uh, it's almost the same."

Ju Tianrui's eyes lit up when he heard Old Huang's idea.

"This is a good idea. I can send my new recruits to hone their combat effectiveness. This is a good idea."

Uncle San also felt good after listening to it, so he smiled and said:

"Okay, then let's adopt this method."

Li Hang heard that everyone supported this method, and he nodded and said: "Okay."

Uncle San looked at the bright white moon outside and asked with a smile:

"By the way, how are the mooncakes sent the day before yesterday selling now?"

Uncle San looked at Lao Luo, and Lao Luo looked at Li Zhengping.

Li Zhengping coughed and replied, "Three thousand five hundred mooncakes, all sold out."

"Not bad, it seems that the people in the trading market have good purchasing power." Uncle San was a little surprised. He originally thought that so many mooncakes would not be sold out in the trading market.

After the meeting.

Li Hang found Li Zhengping alone, and the Supervision and Disciplinary Department established by Oil City let Li Zhengping be the person in charge.

There was no choice here, there was no suitable candidate, so Li Zhengping was asked to take up this position concurrently.

After all, as a member of the Li family, Li Zhengping could basically get whatever he needed in the trading market, and he didn't need to engage in corruption to gain benefits.

On the other hand, he was relatively young, and young people were passionate and straightforward.

"I will return to the camphor tree base tomorrow. Are you sure you don't want to go back with me?"

Li Zhengping shook his head and said:

"No, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. There will probably be a lot of people in the commercial area of ​​the trading market. I am responsible for maintaining the order of the trading market here and I can't leave."

Li Hang looked at Li Zhengping with a beard on his mouth, and vaguely saw the boy who only knew how to play games a few years ago.

And now this boy has grown into a real man.

Able to take responsibility and face difficulties.

No wonder when he asked his third uncle who should be the head of the Oil City Supervision Department, his third uncle recommended Li Zhengping.

Li Hang patted Li Zhengping on the shoulder, "Okay, Zhengping, you have grown up."

Li Zhengping grinned, "Brother Hangzi, I am already 22 years old."

Then, the two separated.

Li Zhengping had a lot of feelings during the days he stayed in the trading market and the oil city.

He witnessed the vitality of the trading market with his own eyes, and now it seems that the opening of the trading market is meaningful.

He was a little excited when he thought that after the trading market was successfully verified, the headquarters base would also adopt this model in the future.

Taihang Mountains.

Cangyan Mountain Scenic Area.

More than a hundred cars were parked in the scenic area.

The scenic area was surrounded by a wall and covered a large area.

This side was nearly 50 kilometers away from the highway.

But this side was really remote, there were few zombies, and it was safer at night.

In the scenic area, they blocked each intersection with trucks and gathered in several buildings in the center.

The ultraviolet light flickered, illuminating the area.

On the top floor of the four-story building, Zuo Ruxue stood behind a searchlight and looked at the temple in the distance.

"Royal Concubine, you are really decisive. Yesterday you were in the North, and today you followed me out to run the transport team."

Royal Concubine smiled and shook her head:

"I feel very happy. I am on the road every day, and different things happen every day. Unlike when I was in the North, I felt that the work every day was repetitive, as if time had stopped, which made me feel that I was wasting my time."

Zuo Ruxue looked at the Royal Concubine, smiled and didn't continue to talk.

She was actually very happy that the Royal Concubine joined.

Xiao Hu was unreliable, brave but not strategic, and not careful enough.

With the Royal Concubine here, she can help herself more.

Trading market.

As lively as before.

Some people strolled on the roadside with paper bags of mooncakes, as if that was a symbol of their status.

There were 60,000 people in the entire trading market, but only more than 3,000 mooncakes, and less than 6% of people could own mooncakes.

There were hundreds of forces and teams of all sizes distributed throughout the trading market,

and some members of some forces and teams had private contacts.

For example, the leaders of Tingfeng Tower and Shuilonghui all know each other.

Some forces will also choose to form an alliance. Of course, whether this alliance is reliable or not can only be known when something happens.

Some members of the forces like to go to Shuilonghui Bar to drink a glass of cheap industrial wine.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Daxiong?" A tall and mighty bald man at the bar joked after seeing a group of people coming in for takeout.

Daxiong glanced at the man sitting at the bar, his face sank.

With a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, "Brother Big B is so free today, don't you have time to go out to collect junk?"

Hearing the three words "collecting junk", Brother Big B's face turned cold.

"I heard that the gold medal thug of your Axe Gang was beaten to death? Tsk tsk tsk, the gold medal thug was beaten to death, it's too tragic"

Being poked in the sore spot, although Black Hand was not beaten to death, Black Hand did leave their Axe Gang, which made Daxiong, who admired Black Hand a little, feel a little uncomfortable.

"Black Hand is not dead, he is favored by the people of Oil City."

"Oh? So he abandoned you? Hahaha." Big B taunted.

Nobita said angrily: "I warn you, behind our arena stands Oil City, they are our shareholders!"

"Yo yo yo! You are only a level 5 personnel, I am so scared, you are just a dog of Oil City!" Big B continued to taunt.

Nobita suddenly laughed, "You are also a dog, specializing in collecting garbage for others, tut tut, at least I can still chat with them at the same table"

Talking about collecting garbage all the time, this completely heated up Big B.

They, the Cold Blood Army and the Axe Gang, did not fight before entering the trading market, but under the strong suppression of Oil City, neither of them dared to take action.

Both sides are strong and have a small number of firearms.

The cold-blooded army ridiculed by Nobita said that they picked up garbage, but in fact, it was just one of their businesses. To be precise, they were specifically tasked with searching for certain materials in the mission hall.

So they had to go out to the trading market and drive around to search like picking up garbage.

"Haha, it's really miserable for us to pick up garbage, but at least a small team leader like me can get some mooncakes." Brother Big B threw the mooncakes in his bag on the table.

This action was very similar to the scene of showing off wealth before the end of the world.

A man threw the Lamborghini car key in his pocket on the table to show his superiority.

Big Brother B looked up and glared at Nobita of the Axe Gang with his nose, mocking:

"You Axe Gang, it's Mid-Autumn Festival, you didn't even give out mooncakes, did you?"

"No way, no way, your Axe Gang is doing so badly!"

"Tsk tsk, such a big force, but you don't even have a mooncake, what are you doing, brother Nobita, why don't you join our Cold Blood Army, pick up garbage and at least you can eat mooncakes."

Looking at the mooncake on the bar, Nobita felt that he was going to explode.

Too much bullying!

It's simply too much bullying!

Their Axe Gang didn't give out mooncakes, cough cough. The entire Axe Gang didn't buy a single mooncake.

They have been busy with the ring competition these two days. Although someone mentioned that someone was selling mooncakes in the market, their boss was not interested.

But what Nobita never expected was that he and Big Brother B of the Cold Blood Army had verbal confrontations many times and never lost, but now he couldn't raise his head because of a mooncake.

No matter how many reasons he had, he just couldn't have this mooncake!

He, Nobita, lost to Big B this time, and he actually lost to this mooncake.

Everyone has to have a sense of shame, especially someone like him who is considered the top figure in the Axe Gang.

He originally wanted to have a couple of drinks, but suddenly he didn't want to stay here anymore.

He turned around and left with his men.

His men followed him and felt a little embarrassed.

The big brother was embarrassed, and the men were embarrassed too.

"Hahaha." Big Brother B laughed in the back.

Finally, he managed to win back a game.

Nobita came out of the Water Dragon Club bar and said to his subordinates:

"Let's go buy mooncakes! Damn, it's just one mooncake, it's not like we can't afford it!"

The subordinates said weakly: "Brother, the mooncakes are sold out, and they are no longer available."

"What!?" Nobita glared,

and asked in disbelief: "Sold out?"

"Yes, at noon today, when the boss asked me to buy it, it was already sold out when I went there."

"Did the boss ask you to go?"

"Yes, the boss said that this mooncake is not just a mooncake, even if you don't eat it, you have to buy two pieces to use."

"What for?"

"The boss said, it's better to lose than to lose the battle, it's for showing off."

Nobita: ". Damn, that makes sense!"