Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Oil City, conference room.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and they want to try to get things done today so that they can be more relaxed tomorrow.

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

Li Hang looked at everyone and said:
"At present, the trading market has found two Level 3 non-staff personnel who received benefits from the survivors. They are Meng Zi and Xie Dongling. After everyone's discussion, it has been unanimously decided to remove their Level positions and demote them two levels to Level ."

"At the same time, the biker gangs who bribed will have 500 points deducted from their vehicles and will not be allowed to refuel for a month as punishment."

The corruption uncovered this time was much less serious than the previous one at the headquarters base.

The incident at the headquarters base involved Level 2 outer city personnel Jia Tan, Zhang Shunzi and others. They had previously sought personal gain and demanded benefits from those non-staff personnel, otherwise their food would be reduced.

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

If someone was involved in treason, there would be no way to survive, so all the participants and their families would be killed.

This time, these two third-level non-staff members were working at the official gas station in Oil City. As gas station attendants, they added more fuel and collected less points when refueling the biker gangs, thus taking kickbacks.

It was reported and found out.

After spending many years getting promoted to level 3 non-staff, I have now been demoted back to level 5.

Without the protection of the third-level personnel, it would be difficult for those who committed crimes to find jobs here. They could only leave the trading market and find ways to make a living on their own.

"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. This seriously affects their entry and exit of the trading market. What do you think?"

Lao Luo frowned and said first:

"This is a difficult problem. On the one hand, we cannot manage it with our current manpower. We can manage it within the city, but how can we manage them if they run to various places outside the city? We can manage the nearby areas, but after all, if they do this kind of thing nearby, it will be a slap in our face.

On the other hand, it is difficult to control. For example, if our people are driving outside and a group of people are chasing another group of people, how can we judge who has robbed whose things? Both parties claim that the things are theirs, how can we prove it, and how can we judge it? "

"Also, regarding the robbery that happened outside the trading market two days ago, we have expanded the scope of management and required them not to rob or steal near the trading market. Once discovered, they will be shot and killed. I think this is enough."

After listening to this, Li Hang looked at the others.

Old Huang suddenly said:

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

"Why not set up a store similar to a security company in the trading market, providing escort and protection services, but requiring survivors 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 the escort agency?"

"Um, about the same."

When Ju Tianrui heard Lao Huang's idea, his eyes lit up.

"This is a good idea. I can send these new recruits out for training to hone their combat effectiveness. This is a good idea."

Uncle San also felt good after hearing this, so he smiled and said:

"Okay, let's adopt this method."

When Li Hang heard that everyone supported this method, 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 that were delivered 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 purchasing power of these people in the trading market is still good." 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 appointed Li Zhengping as the person in charge of the Supervisory Division established in Oil City.

There was no other choice here, as there was no suitable candidate, so Li Zhengping was asked to take on this position part-time.

After all, as a member of the Li family, Li Zhengping can get basically anything he needs in the trading market, and there is no need for him to engage in corruption to gain benefits.

On the other hand, he is relatively young, and young people are passionate and straightforward.

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

Li Zhengping shook his head and said:
"I'm not going back. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I think there will be a lot of people in the commercial area of ​​the trading market. I'm responsible for maintaining order in the trading market here, so 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.

At this time, the boy has grown into a real man.

Be able to take responsibility and face difficulties.

No wonder when I asked my third uncle who should be the head of the Oil City Supervision Office, my third uncle recommended Li Zhengping.

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

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

Then the two separated.

Li Zhengping had many 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 makes sense.

He was 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 inside the scenic area.

The scenic area is surrounded by a wall and covers a large area.

This place is nearly 50 kilometers away from the highway.

But this place is really remote, there are few zombies, and it is relatively safe at night.

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

Ultraviolet lights flickered, illuminating the area.

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

"My Lady, you are so decisive. Yesterday you were in the northern border, and today you followed me out to run the transport team." The Lady smiled and shook her head.
"I feel very happy. I am on the road every day, and different things happen every day. It's not like when I was in the North, I felt that the work every day was repetitive, as if time had stopped, and I felt like I was wasting my time."

Zuo Ruxue looked at the imperial concubine, smiled and didn't continue talking.

She was actually quite happy that the imperial concubine had joined.

Xiao Hu is unreliable. He is brave but lacks strategy and is not careful enough.

With the imperial concubine around, she can help herself more.

Trading bazaar.

As lively as ever.

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

There are 60000 people in the entire trading market, but there are only more than 6 mooncakes, and less than % of people can own mooncakes.

There are hundreds of forces and teams of all sizes scattered throughout the trading market.
Some forces have private contacts with members of the team.

For example, the leaders of Tingfeng Tower and Shuilong Society 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 faction like to go to the Water Dragon Bar to drink a glass of cheap industrial wine.

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

Nobita glanced at the man sitting at the bar and his face darkened.

With a hint of disdain on his lips, he said, "Brother Big B is so free today, so he doesn't have time to go out and collect junk?"

When Big B heard the words "junk collector", his 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, how tragic!"

It was a sore spot. Although Black Hand was not beaten to death, he did leave their Axe Gang, which made Nobita, who had some admiration for Black Hand, feel uncomfortable.

"Black Hand is not dead. He is favored by the people in Oil City."

"Oh? So he abandoned you? Hahaha." Big Brother B sneered.

Nobita said angrily: "I am warning you, standing behind our arena is Oil City, they are our shareholders!"

"Yo yo yo! You are just a level 5 personnel, but you are so powerful. I am so scared. You are just a dog in Oil City!" Brother Big B continued to mock.

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

He kept talking about collecting garbage, which really pissed off Big B.

Their Cold Blood Army and the Axe Gang had been at odds with each other before entering the trade bazaar, but under the strong suppression of the Oil City, neither side dared to fight.

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

The cold-blooded army that Nobita ridiculed, saying that they were picking up trash, was actually just one of their businesses. To be precise, they were specifically tasked with picking up tasks to search for certain supplies in the mission hall.

So we have to go out to the trading market and drive around looking for it like we are picking up trash.

"Haha, it's really miserable for us to pick up garbage, but at least a team leader like me can get some mooncakes." Big Brother B threw the mooncakes in his bag on the table.
This kind of action is very similar to the scene of showing off wealth before the end of the world.

A man dropped the keys to his Lamborghini from his pocket onto the table to demonstrate his superiority.

Big B raised his head, glared at Nobita from the Axe Gang, and said sarcastically:

"You Axe Gang, it's Mid-Autumn Festival and you haven't even distributed mooncakes yet, right?"

"No way, no way, your Axe Gang is in such a miserable state!"

"Tsk tsk, such a big force, but it doesn't even have a mooncake, what are you still doing, Nobita, why don't you join our cold-blooded army, pick up garbage and at least you can eat mooncakes."

Looking at the mooncake on the bar, Nobita felt like he was about to explode with anger.

Deceiving too much!

It’s so deceiving!
The Axe Gang didn’t distribute mooncakes, ahem. The entire Axe Gang didn’t buy a single mooncake.

They have been busy with the competition these two days. Although someone mentioned that there were people selling moon cakes in the market, their boss was not interested.

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

Even if he has many reasons, he just can't get this mooncake!
Nobita, this time he lost to Big B, and he actually lost to this mooncake.

Everyone has to have some dignity, 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.

If the boss is embarrassed, his subordinates will also be embarrassed.

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

Finally got the game back.

Nobita, who walked out of the Water Dragon Club bar, immediately said to his men:

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

The subordinate said weakly: "Brother, the mooncakes are sold out. There is no more to sell now."

"What!?" Nobita glared.
He asked in disbelief, "Sold out?"

"Yes, at noon today, when the boss asked me to buy some, they were already sold out when I got there."

"The boss asked you to go?"

"Yes, the boss said that this mooncake is no longer just a mooncake. Even if you don't eat it, you have to buy two to use."

"What's it for?"

"The boss said that losing the battle is better than losing the battle, it's just for showing off."

Nobita: ".Damn, that makes sense!"

(End of this chapter)