【No CP + Business Management + Apocalypse】
Task issued - New World Task: Open a hotel in the apocalypse.
Xia Yan: You said it was a vacation? Where's the scenery? Is it zombies?...
Chapter 511 Good Fighter
A long line suddenly formed in front of the ordering counter.
A group of ferocious men kept looking forward, sniffing fiercely, and were so anxious as to want to take action when seeing the dwindling number of basins.
Every time this happened, Jing Yimai would appear with ghostly steps, his cold eyes filled with the attitude of "if you dare to touch me, I will touch you back."
"Boss, I'm just dusting him off, don't get me wrong." The burly man chuckled and pouted his thick lips. "Phew—it's all dusty, it's choking."
Jing Yimai's fleeting disappointment did not escape the other person's eyes.
The group of people became more honest.
Nothing is more important than eating. Be patient and don’t be hungry, then take a step back and have a beer.
Truth~
Watching everyone happily walking past with their plates in hand, and smelling the aroma of meat and beer coming from the table next to them, someone finally couldn't hold back, reached out and grabbed the food while the other person wasn't paying attention, stuffed it into his mouth and took a big bite.
"You! How dare you snatch my food?!" The other party stood up and shouted.
The man threatened vaguely: "Shut up, be careful when you get out. I'll do something to you. It's just a piece of—"
"It's just a piece of what? I bought the meat! Why do you think you can eat it?"
The man whose things were robbed was so angry that he pushed the stool away and was about to grab the man's collar, but when his outstretched hand was ten centimeters away from him, he touched something hard, like poking marble.
He realized something, took two steps back, and raised his hands above his head.
"I didn't do anything! He was the one who started it!"
There was a sound of wind behind my head, and then someone passed by, "I know, sit down and eat."
He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his plate and walked away, looking at someone gnawing away a large piece of the braised bone with frustration. His nose twitched, and he felt more aggrieved than ever before.
The person who was imprisoned over there was being shaken upside down, and the crystal cores fell down with a crackling sound. Finally, they gathered together, flew over everyone's heads, and landed in Su Bai's little hands.
Then there was a click, and the small red cube flew over and landed next to it.
He didn't notice and picked up the bone again, chewing it carefully, not missing the thin layer of milky white cartilage on the bone.
At this moment, a plate of meat much smaller than the one in his hand was pushed in front of him. He looked up in surprise and said, "I didn't order it..."
The boss's face was full of indifference, and he uttered two words: "Compensation."
"Huh? Actually..."
He was shocked and excited, and a kind of joy enveloped by the light of justice was pounding in his heart.
"Boss, I swear, every crystal core I dig out from now on will be spent here! From now on, I will be your loyal fan."
Jing Yimai paused and saw Xia Yan nodding and praising him with satisfaction. He flicked his finger and the small cube flew accurately into his pocket.
Jing Yimai turned around and smiled sincerely.
"You are always welcome at the resort hotel."
...
"Boss Bin, someone came to report on the resort hotel. It's urgent."
Jing Wenbin continued to gaze into the distance through the telescope, "Let him come in and talk."
There were two kinds of footsteps coming back again. The one behind was messy and uneasy. He felt a throbbing pain in his temples just by listening to it.
Apart from anything else, why am I so unlucky today...
"Boss Bin!"
Well, this is even more of a headache. He’s here to complain again.
In the telescope's lens, the armored vehicle that did not belong to him was blocked by the buildings and disappeared. Jing Wenbin let go of his hand and pinched his sore nose.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly." His patience was about to run out.
"Yes, the female owner of the resort hotel killed dozens of us at once."
"What?!"
Jing Wenbin's head buzzed. "How dare she? Tell me the details of what happened. If you tell even one lie, I'll let you participate in tomorrow's competition."
The subordinate trembled, not daring to hide anything, and spoke every word clearly.
After hearing the last word, Jing Wenbin's face was as dark as it could be, and he opened his mouth and uttered two words.
“Serves you right.”
Subordinate:?
Logically speaking, as a leader, would you really say these two words when you hear this news?
The subordinate slapped his forehead suddenly. How could he have forgotten that the boss had eaten in the hotel? The relationship between the two must be special.
"I've told you all the rules in advance, yet you're still so stubborn. Who else should I target if not you? Are you coming for me? Am I toilet paper in my past life, and am I reduced to wiping your butts in this one?!"
Jing Wenbin kicked him angrily, "You deserve it, get out."
He picked up the telescope again, his chest heaving violently.
A row of roofs appeared in the camera. He moved slowly along the route he estimated the other party would take, and identified the other party's specific location through the gaps between the houses.
It doesn't matter even if he can't find it now. The three armored vehicles he sent out will fire a flare every five minutes to provide location information.
Jing Wenbin's camera moved in the opposite direction, passing by the dark buildings that were burned to the point where only the frames remained, and looked at the city wall that appeared in the distance.
Such a long time has passed, and such a small hole should have been repaired long ago. Otherwise, given the nature of those people, they would have come to him and started making a fuss.
Jing Wenbin put down the telescope again and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the blink of an eye, he remembered what his subordinates had just reported. When he thought of the death of so many people with special abilities, he couldn't help but frown.
I invited her to the show tonight. Even though it's not fully debugged yet, it can be considered a test...
"Help me prepare my clothes. I need to go to the lab."
...
The news that you could eat in the holiday hotel spread far and wide, and soon there were so many people coming here that there were not enough tables.
The employees were so busy that they had to keep their feet on the ground, moving back and forth among the crowd with trays on their shoulders.
Xia Yan sat on a high stool and put the counted crystal cores into the system grid. "A deluxe set meal, right? I've registered you. Go to the side and wait in line to get your meal. The next person goes forward. Everyone, prepare your crystal cores in advance. Don't waste each other's time~"
There was also a long queue behind the insulated car next to it, with people holding their number plates and waiting anxiously with their hands on their stomachs.
Finally, a figure rushed out from the hall, pushing a large bucket.
"Be careful, it's hot, move back a little."
The freshly baked hot dishes were poured into the grid. When the last bucket of rice was in place, Xiong Xiong picked up the big spoon and shouted with full energy: "Dinner is ready!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry."
"Finally it's here. I've been waiting so long."
The team was crowded and pushed forward. Jing Yimai stretched out his hand to stop the person in the middle who was secretly trying to move forward.
"Don't push forward, queue quietly."
Most people would just curse in their hearts after being caught, and would be willing to lower their heads for the delicious food in front of them, but when there are too many people, there will always be some idiots.
"Who the hell are you? Get out of here!"
Jing Yimai frowned, "First warning, step back."
Erlangzi refused to accept the defeat and grabbed his collar to spit at him, but he was restrained in the next second, and quickly compressed into a small cube, which floated to the hand of the boss in front.
A few men who had eaten their fill and were chatting over beer not far away saw this scene, tutted their lips and said:
"This guy is not a good guy either."
"He's ruthless and doesn't care about men or women. He's a good fighter."