Catastrophe

Since the news of the firefight in the Qiongling battlefield spread into the city, Ning Zhe had told Lin Bao to inform the shops and grain shops below to close down, and he was going to use the supplies in his hand for self-hoarding. Afterwards, even if the group drove to the grain store, even Fatty Li, who was timid and fearful, followed him with a pale face. For someone like him, the food at this time was better than anything else. important.

Ning Zhe and the others set up a grain store and the name of the store is very arbitrary. They are all called "Dafa" according to Li Fatty's idea, taking a meaning of making a big fortune, but because the meaning of existence is mainly to make material reserves, so the location selection is compared. Remote, are in not very prosperous places.

When the group drove to the Dafa Food Store, the two young people in charge of the food store were standing outside the door with the six or seven friends they had called, and confronted another group of people. There were about a dozen people on the other side. They were all dressed in uniform, except for these two groups of people, there were also ordinary people with bags in their hands, ready to come to buy food.

After Ning Zhe squeezed into the crowd, he glanced at the person in charge of the grain store, and then looked at the people on the opposite side. He frowned and asked Liu Xiaoer, who was in charge of the grain store, "Little Er, what's going on?"

Seeing Ning Zhe's arrival, Liu Xiaoer finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss, you're finally here! It's them! We have to forcibly take away our food! I told them that our food would not be sold, and these people would prepare Go in and grab it!"

"Robbery?" Ning Zhe cast a glance at the group: "Didn't you call the Joint Defense Team?"

"I did, but the people from the joint defense team took a look and left!" Liu Xiaoer pointed to a young man on the other side and said, "He said let us open the door, otherwise we will go in and grab food! Fortunately, I have a few My friend was playing at a nearby game hall, so I came to help calm down the scene!"

When the young man on the other side saw Liu Xiaoer pointing at him, he immediately stubbornly said: "Little bastard, don't spit your blood! When did I say I was going to grab food? I said I bought it at the original price!"

Liu Xiaoer stomped his neck: "Now the price of food has skyrocketed! Now a catty of rice has risen to seven or eight yuan! You want to use one yuan and five catties to pull food from us, what's the difference between this and Ming robbing? "

"Do you **** understand the law? The management center has regulations! The price of food is regulated by the chaebol! The floating price cannot exceed 20% of the specified upper limit! And what about you? Four hundred percent!" The young man looked at Liu Xiaoer angrily: "You profiteers who make money from wars! They should all be caught and sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder!"

"That's right! Profiteers!"

"Open the warehouse and release the grain!"

"We want to buy food! If you don't sell it, we'll sue you!"

"...!"

After listening to the young man's words, the surrounding people all joined in, and the crowd stepped forward, smashing, smashing and looting.

"What are you doing! Are you going to be crazy?!" Ning Zhe pointed at the crowd and roared loudly: "We have a big food store, and we never planned to sell our food at a high price! But we can also choose not to sell it! These food are all ours. Real gold and silver came back! We don't make a mistake if we don't sell it, right? But if you dare to enter our door to get something! That would be a robbery!"

"Fuck! Are you scaring me? I'll rob you today!" The young man on the other side waved his hand suddenly when he saw Ning Zhe's tough attitude: "Break the door for me to move food! Then pay according to the food price set by the management center! I'll see them Where can I go to win this lawsuit!"

"Hurrah!"

The youth's voice fell, and the people who came with him stepped forward in unison, but those people did not follow, and they were also holding a wait-and-see attitude, preparing to wait for the youth group to successfully break the door and go in to fight the autumn wind.

"Bang!"

When Shangguan Xiaohu saw the opponent press in, he got angry on the spot and knocked one person down with one punch.

Seeing Shangguan Xiaohu's movements, the young man suddenly pulled out the high-voltage electric baton from his waist: "Fuck you! How dare you do it!"

Liu Xiaoer and others also picked up sticks and shovels: "Damn! Can we still let you guys who come to loot be bullied?"

"and many more!"

Just when the two sides were about to fight, Ning Zhe followed the gap in the crowd and saw the young man and others on the cars with a black border and a yellow triangle with a capsule in the middle, and then squinted at the young man: " Are you from the Oxygen Company?"

The young man squinted at Ning Zhe: "Yes! What's the matter?"

"Do you know Gu Song?"

"Nonsense! That's our deputy manager! Can I not know each other?" The young man replied smoothly, and then he reacted, and asked Ning Zhe, "You know our President Gu?"

"He's my friend." Ning Zhe glanced at the young man: "I said, we don't sell the food here, so I don't need to call him personally for such a trivial matter, right?"

After the young man heard Ning Zhe's answer, his tone became less aggressive, but his attitude was still stubborn: "What a coincidence, this is what our President Gu ordered! We are only responsible for harvesting food!"

When Ning Zhe heard the words, he stopped talking nonsense and dialed Gu Song's phone number directly.

In just over ten minutes, an off-road vehicle sprayed with the logo of the oxygen company stopped outside the crowd. Then Gu Song walked into the crowd with two bodyguards. The group of young people who were about to buy food forcibly saw Gu Song. When they arrived, they greeted each other: "Mr. Gu!"

After seeing Gu Song, Ning Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is it really you? The deputy manager of the North District of Tangtang Oxygen Company, why is he still doing the act of buying and selling?"

Gu Song showed a wry smile: "This is not the place to talk, let's talk in the room!"

After Gu Song arrived, the people outside were no longer arrogant, and Ning Zhe also asked Liu Xiaoer to open the door of the grain store, walked into the house with Gu Song, and asked bluntly, "Why, your oxygen company is such a big company because of Is the war going to run out of food?"

"It has nothing to do with the lack of food, it is purely forced by the Pei family! This morning, major companies in the fortress were notified that the front line was tight, let us donate money and donate food! If you give cash, pay as much as you can. , but if you give food, it will be deducted according to the current price increase of 6 yuan per catty! In addition to a batch of medicines, our oxygen company has also been apportioned a share of 10 million yuan. If you pay in cash, this amount has no moisture, but if you give food, you can save at least 70%! Just take the food at the basic price of one yuan and five!" Gu Song sighed: "Not only Pei's They asked us for money and food, and the Jing family and the Xiahou family are also asking us to provide money! In order to save costs, we can only adopt this method of collection!"

Ning Zhe looked puzzled: "Isn't Mr. Pei doing grain price control all the time? How can you give you such a big gap? You actually deduct military rations at four times the set price? This is not forcing you to grab it. ?"

"That's right, it's forcing us to rob! In the battle chapter of Sun Tzu's Art of War, there is a sentence at the beginning, 'with a hundred thousand armor, a thousand dollars a day', judging from the scale of this battle of the four clans, this war is probably It will last for a long time, and the Pei's headquarters has shown the amount of food for each fortress, but the reserves of No. 87 fortress are insufficient, and the transportation lines have also been blocked and destroyed by hostile forces, which makes the transportation of materials more difficult. If management The center's forcible expropriation of food in the name of the official will definitely cause panic among the people! I don't know which grandson came up with the idea, and gave us these companies such conditions. , go and do the food collection for them!" Gu Song slightly pouted: "Our oxygen company's headquarters is not in Beihuang, and it is not closely tied to several major chaebols, so we can't be like the dark horse company without being coerced by the fortress, then we can only Loaded by the management center, let's go out and shoot!"