Chapter 59 November 10th
He Rui groped for the door handle again, turned it a few times, and found that the door still could not be opened.
It was the protagonist who was still making things difficult for him.
He Rui didn't want to bow to that guy.
I was furious and the more I thought about it, the angrier I got.
I thought to myself that there was no need for this bedroom door to exist.
He raised his foot and kicked the door hard, but it didn't open.
He decisively stepped back a distance, kept his direction, and slightly turned sideways, preparing to use his shoulder to knock the door open.
I just rushed over in the dark.
He Rui's eyes suddenly lit up, and the bedroom door opened by itself like an automatic door.
And the speed it was driving was much faster than the speed he crashed into.
He missed and had no time to retract his momentum, so he rushed out of the door headfirst.
He could see his head becoming top-heavy and about to crash into a pile of supply boxes, which would result in a big bump on his head and even a bloody head.
He Rui responded instantly, twisting his body hard, trying to change direction to the extreme and roll over to relieve the force.
But before he could successfully save himself, he inexplicably bumped into an invisible transparent barrier again.
The barrier that appeared this time was softer and more elastic than any I had touched before, like a thick silicone mattress.
He rushed forward, but was not injured.
He Rui was holding onto the transparent barrier in a daze. As soon as he stood up straight, he noticed that the thing disappeared in an instant.
The bedroom door behind him slammed shut suddenly.
He Rui was frightened by the sudden sound of the door closing and turned around quickly, looking back at the closed bedroom door.
For a moment, I didn't know what expression I should make.
He knew that the air barrier just now was created by the protagonist to protect him from falling, but it was also the protagonist who caused him to hit the door and then suddenly opened the door and rushed out, almost hitting the wall and the supply box.
The other person's actions were rather confusing. After cheating someone, he offered a sweet treat, which really messed him up. I felt like I should be angry, but I couldn't keep up the anger I had before...
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November 10
In the living room, listening to the continuous knocking on the door, He Rui distractedly shifted his gaze from the laptop in front of him, frowned and stared at the door, feeling extremely bad.
There is more than one thing to worry about.
The guy at the door is annoying.
The rich second-generation employees in the manor are disobedient and annoying.
The attempt to spend money on propaganda about the end of the world online has completely failed, which is even more annoying...
He Rui planned to warn the public and the Chinese people about the apocalyptic disaster in advance.
It costs a lot of money to find online public relations.
However, it had almost no impact on the Internet, did not ferment at all, and the news was suppressed.
He asked the black public relations person why they took the money but didn't do the job. The other party told him that everyone in the group followed his instructions, sent out the message in unison, and bought the hot search.
However, because they deliberately spread such false and negative remarks, the Internet Information Office conducted strict investigations. In less than 20 minutes, all the posts that had been posted were cleared. If they wanted to post again, they would not pass the review because of the sensitive content.
It’s not that they are not doing their best, it’s that the authorities don’t allow them to do their best.
He Rui tapped on the keyboard and told the public relations department to continue promoting the product online and spread the news at all costs, otherwise he would not pay the final payment.
Then the black PR got angry and started swearing.
He said that even if he had a little money, he wouldn't help.
He complained that he had been warned and that China has a strong ban on spreading rumors. If he spread them again, all the big Vs and marketing accounts under his command would be destroyed, and even he, the group leader, would be sent to jail.
When He Rui wanted to send a message to the other party again to ask for more money, he found that he had been blocked by the other party and the message he sent was accompanied by an exclamation mark.
He Rui almost vomited blood in anger.
Although the money in his hand was blown by the wind, money blown by the wind should not be thrown away without making even a splash.
The other party has no professional ethics. They took the money but did not do the job and embezzled the money.
He wanted to find fault but couldn't because it was an illegal business.
Reporting someone is equivalent to reporting yourself.
After being forced to swallow his anger, he felt helpless.
Originally, he didn't intend to meddle in other people's business and was prepared to treat most people in this world except the protagonist as fake people, and it wouldn't matter if they died.
However, when running outside every day, He Rui saw the people around him living vibrant lives in this world.
Just like Ji Changqing, with whom he had been for more than ten days, they all looked real and flesh-and-blood.
He Rui couldn't bear it.
He was afraid that if he did nothing now, he would feel guilty in the future and regret that he chose to remain indifferent and ignore the matter when he could clearly do something.
After considering for a few days, he decided to take the risk, spread the news, and tell the people in advance that the disaster was about to happen.
What he thought was that even if most people in the public, like those in the manor, did not believe it, at least he could remind them and let them know that such a thing existed.
Make the disaster sound more terrifying so that people will have some doubts in their hearts when the end of the world comes.
If only one survives, it’s one.
But I didn't expect this to be the result.
Prohibiting the spread of rumors directly cuts off his possibility of early warning...
He Rui really didn't know whether to praise the Chinese system and its strict management, or to say that it was just fate.
With a helpless sigh, He Rui felt that maybe no one could remind him.
Three days ago, he drove to the manor and found that not many employees there had left.
The remaining employees were allowed to do whatever they were supposed to do in the manor, as if what he had said before about laying off these people was all nonsense, and it all went in one ear and out the other.
It seemed as if he spoke with little authority.
He Rui was very confused and wondered if the person who paid them was not a rich second-generation.
The boss’ words are useless?
There was no other way but to continue giving money to the people in the manor with resentment, and to ask the two stewards who also did not leave to make more preparations.
Buy supplies, increase the defense of the outer wall, install lead plates in the building, and at the same time, ask people to buy as many weapons and equipment as they can on the black market to leave for these people for future use.
He repeated his instructions again.
As for whether these people will listen or not, whether they will not take advice in the future, resulting in being drowned by a tsunami while sleeping at night, or their family members being scattered for work or school and dying in different places, or even dying in the future because they did not leave the manor and were invaded by evolvers.
What fate they will have, what the outcome will be, whether they live or die, are all their own choices and have nothing to do with him.
He did his best and left the rest to fate. He had done everything he could and had a clear conscience.
Moreover, considering the reality and human nature, He Rui felt that if he was busy and troubled with these things now, and talked and did too much, he might be complained about in the future. People would ask why he didn't remind them twice and enlighten those fools since he knew it in advance.
There is even a high probability that the employees who are currently transporting goods and the people who are unloading goods and who know the address of his warehouse will, after the end of the world comes, directly pry open the three warehouses where he has accumulated supplies again and occupy and empty the supplies.
There is an 80 to 90 percent chance that his prediction will come true.
But that batch of material capital is the surplus that he has at present with sufficient materials, and it can be used as a backup plan after being kicked out by the protagonist.
He felt that being stolen from and robbed was not a big deal and was still acceptable.
After all, the protagonist is often an ordinary person who can survive for five years in the face of the end of the world without any preparation.
Even without adding the supplies from the protagonist, he still has enough food and water for at least three houses, so his starting point is already very high.
Even in the worst case scenario, the protagonist will kick him and run away.
He Rui also didn't believe that after learning some self-protection knowledge and exercising to the point where his physical fitness met the standards, he still couldn't rely on his own strength to find supplies to survive.
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Bang bang bang bang bang.
The noise outside the door was getting louder and louder.
It feels like it has gone from knocking on the door to kicking it.
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