I am busy stocking up during the apocalyptic natural disasters, while others are hoarding food and I

Cai Juanhua, who was waiting in Yuan Zhiwei's queue and still had ten people to go before her turn, stared intensely at Old Chen's tablet not far away.

Wanted to see what was in it.

Although before the natural disaster, she only liked to watch family ethics TV series as long as footbands, now Cai Juanhua doesn't choose as long as she can watch videos with dynamic characters, news broadcasts, variety shows, etc.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, what are you looking at?"

Cai Juehua stared at it for a while. She couldn't help but wanted to see it, so she shouted regardless of the occasion.

With headphones blocking the outside sound source, Old Man Chen leisurely hummed along with the old singer in the opera, dancing when he got up, and his bulging fingers waving in the air.

Next door to him, white fingers were pressing keys rapidly on the computer keyboard, and the laptop screen kept flashing codes and running programs.

Shen Ruoran took a sip of juice and glared at Cai Juehua dissatisfiedly when she heard the noise coming in her direction.

very noisy.

Cai Juehua's eyesight was good, but her whole body was swaying like a deflated balloon.

She recognized it as the person who suddenly came to stay with them on the 14th floor for one night.

It turned out to be her...

Cai Juehua muttered to herself dissatisfiedly, didn't she just call Mr. Chen a few times, but she glared like this? If it weren't for the rule that no one else could arrange the arrangements, she would have come over to talk to Mr. Chen, and she wouldn't have called him from a distance.

Thinking about Shen Ruoran's fault, Cai Juanhua completely forgot that he had used vulgar language to slander her.

Noticing Cai Juehua's reaction, Shen Ruoran closed the stopped computer, looked at Old Man Chen thoughtfully, and then at the tablet placed on the table.

Shen Ruoran patted Old Chen on the shoulder. The old man turned his head in confusion and slowly took off the headphones hanging from his ears.

"Mr. Chen, do you have any special skills?"

Old Man Chen:? ? ?
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Registration for all members is over.

Tu Zhouzhou stretched out comfortably and said, "We have finally registered. When we usually distribute supplies, I always feel that there are too many people in the building, but after officially registering, there are not that many people."

The 14th floor turned into an open space again, just like it did at the beginning.

"Life here is so good." Wu Wei thought of the crowded Datongpu in the security base, and then looked at the orderly arrangement here, and became more and more moved by Shen Ruoran's mystery.

Wantang Building is already comparable to the living area for middle- and high-level people in the security base.

Tu Zhouzhou held his head with his hands, his tone full of envy, "Brother Wu Wei, you are the person brought here by the original poster. Do you usually see the original owner often? The place you stay must be much better than ours." Wu Wei packed up the things on the table and pretended to be deaf, pretending not to hear Tu Zhouzhou's words.

The little person inside is twisting, bending, and crawling crazily.

Wu Wei's mind was buzzing with the issue of death, and it had been listed as a level one alert. From now on, he would pretend to be deaf and mute.

Tu Zhouzhou thought Wu Wei was in a daze and didn't hear clearly, so he asked again loudly.

Now, all six people in the row could hear it clearly.

Shen Ruoran looked at Wu Wei playfully, wanting to see how the other party would answer.

"Wu Wei, can you tell me more? I'm also curious." Yuan Zhiwei moved a stool and sat down on Wu Wei's right side with great interest, just sitting between him and Tu Zhouzhou.

Wu Wei: "..."

As a tacit teammate in the first team, Chen Moxin coughed a few times and came to Wu Wei's rescue: "Master, everyone has been busy for a long time. Isn't it time to reward us with a dinner?"

Wu Wei's ears were "healed" instantly, and he quickly left his seat and ran to Shen Ruoran, pretending to be stupid: "Hey, host, I'm so hungry, what shall we eat later?"

Shen Ruoran was amused by Wu Wei and reluctantly decided to save him, "I will share the food with you later. Now I will answer Tu Zhouzhou's question for you."

"Okay." Wu Wei's eyes were full of gratitude, and he almost couldn't go back.

Tu Zhouzhou imitated Yuan Zhiwei and moved a chair to sit next to Shen Ruoran.

Yuan Zhiwei did not move his chair. As soon as he saw Shen Ruoran, he would think of the bloodshed in the building that night and subconsciously avoid her eyes.

"The business model of Wantang Building is different from that of the other side. Here, distribution is unified, credit is supported, and everyone's daily supplies are fixed and consistent. In the building on the other side, earn first and spend later. You need to work hard to gain wealth, and then Use your wealth to buy the supplies you need.”

"In general, there is no difference between the Wantang Building and the building. It has everything it needs."

Speaking of this, Shen Ruoran mentioned what he had already decided.

"By the way, I'm a little short of people over there. I need to take a few people away, including Mr. Chen."

Tu Zhouzhou's body froze, and his fingertips turned white in shock.

"Master, why do you want to take Mr. Chen? Are you kidding me?" (End of Chapter)