Immediately, someone said that their mother was a warm-hearted person and would be most suitable for this job.
The property management company refused, arguing that the elderly person wouldn't know how to use a smartphone and that communication would be inconvenient.
Those families protested, saying that their elderly relatives were the ones who watched short videos the most.
The property management insisted that the age limit was 50, which upset the residents. They felt this was just creating trouble for no reason.
Xia Ning thought further ahead. Logically speaking, for the property management, the major earthquake and the subsequent series of events were isolated incidents, and there was no need to make such a fuss; it would be a thankless task. 100 yuan a month may not seem like much, but there are so many buildings in a community, and it adds up to a considerable expense.
She pondered that the higher-ups in the real estate industry must have received some information, and this was laying the groundwork for future management. For ordinary people, news is always delayed, but those with connections must have known something in advance, more or less.
The reason Xia Ning chose to continue living here instead of building a shelter in the suburbs was not only because of the vehicle-based warning system, but also largely because it was close to the military region and had stable security.
If "Disaster City" is indeed modeled after cities in China, Xia Ning firmly believes that their country will be one of the most stable countries in the apocalypse, and also the country with the largest number of survivors.
As Xia Ning pondered, she suddenly heard a clear female voice say loudly, "I don't mind the trouble, I'm willing to serve the people!"
Xia Ning turned her head and saw that it was indeed Shu Qilan.
Shu Qilan is a tenant and is not actually eligible to attend the owners' meeting. However, her landlord lives overseas, so any news from the property management is sent directly to her mobile phone.
Unfortunately, Shu Qilan's self-recommendation was ineffective; as a young girl and a tenant, she was simply not within the property management's consideration.
Before long, the building managers for several buildings were appointed. They were all middle-aged men who were ambitious and eager for quick success. They actually found it troublesome, but after being flattered by those around them, they happily took on this hot potato.
After the disaster struck, the residents of this building followed the principle of going to the building manager whenever they needed something, so they kept borrowing things from the building manager, and it's no wonder they never returned them.
Xia Ning realized this and was determined not to be the one to stick her neck out.
As a result, the position of building manager inexplicably fell to Jiang Yuan.
After the meeting, everyone went home.
Xia Ning, Jiang Yuan, and Shu Qilan live in the same building, so they naturally end up going the same way.
Xia Ning then heard Shu Qilan mutter indignantly to herself, "How can she look down on people! I think it's blatant sexism!"
She didn't lower her voice at all, and Xia Ning and Jiang Yuan, who were walking in front, heard it clearly.
Jiang Yuan's face immediately turned a little green.
Although he probably wasn't too keen on being the building manager, he's already taken the job, and you're still gossiping behind his back, accusing him of sexism and looking down on people. Who's really looking down on whom?
Jiang Yuan wasn't happy either. He was a senior programmer who had bought a house at a young age. Even if he was a little bald, he could still be considered a young and talented man.
Jiang Yuan had originally planned to find an opportunity to resign from his position as building manager, but now he has changed his mind and is determined to remain in that position.
Xia Ning could tell what Jiang Yuan was thinking just by looking at his expression, but she didn't intend to expose him.
Jiang Yuan being the building manager is better than Shu Qilan.
Zhang Changheng, another resident on the 8th floor, took his elderly mother for a check-up while the power was restored. He didn't attend the meeting. When he returned, he asked Xia Ning what the meeting had covered. He was quite surprised to learn that Jiang Yuan had become the building manager, but he didn't say anything.
In his view, the building manager was just a figurehead and had no real significance.
Power has been restored, and people are thinking about getting back to work and school. However, the notice to resume school has not yet been issued, and only some small companies have resumed work.
The children didn't understand anything; they just felt so happy to be able to play for a few more days. They wished the power would go out again so they wouldn't have to do their homework.
Xia Ning thought that the calm before the storm was the best thing to do, so she stayed at home. If she had internet and a mobile phone, she could stay home for a month without going out!
Unfortunately, my sister wouldn't agree.
My sister scratched at the door so hard she almost broke her claws. Breaking her claws is a minor issue; the main problem is the awful sound of her scratching.
Xia Ning ate an ice pop, crossed her legs on the sofa, and read a novel with her eyes glued to the screen. She complained, "Sigh, that's why you have to think carefully before having a second child. It's so much more carefree to be single."
This twisted logic earned her no shortage of mixed doubles beatings at home. Her older sister, Ji Li, would roll her eyes at her. She didn't complain about her first pregnancy, but she's quite talkative about her second.
Of course, there would be no response to anything she said now, so Xia Ning vented her frustrations to herself, not caring whether the dog understood or not, and said perfunctorily:
"Let me finish reading this chapter."
These days, authors don't have the ability to add extra chapters, but they're quite good at adding missing chapters. It's so unethical.
But she didn't dare give a bad review, fearing that if she wore more clothes and carried the survival game with her through another world, the road home would become even more winding and complicated.
This is outrageous!
Sister: Woof!
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The sweltering heat lingers, and social news related to the high temperatures is increasing.
Electric scooters explode, roads crack from the heat, lakes dry up, and homeless people die of heatstroke under bridges...
With schools yet to reopen and armed police suddenly appearing on the streets, all signs indicate that something big is about to happen.
The joy of the restored power was overshadowed, and even the most oblivious person realized something was wrong.
Panic buying occurred in major supermarkets and grain and oil stores. People found that signs limiting purchases had been posted in stores to prohibit excessive hoarding and hoarding of daily necessities and to encourage small, frequent purchases.
Some middle-class families who sensed something was wrong wanted to escape the heat by going to countries with lower temperatures, but unfortunately, international flights were largely suspended.
In contrast, capitalists who had immigrated abroad long ago are returning to their homeland on a large scale from all over the world, willing to donate most of their wealth just to regain the citizenship they once rejected.
This incident trended on social media for several days, inspiring a sense of national pride among countless netizens.
Anyone with a modicum of sense wouldn't believe they were doing it for the so-called "returning to one's roots." However, most ordinary people didn't consider the possibility of a natural disaster; they simply assumed the country had secretly developed some kind of super weapon.
September 30th, 1 PM, a historic moment.
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