In the second week of the dungeon, the medical center welcomed a large number of survivors who came to seek refuge.
After questioning, we learned that dozens of them came from an underground garage.
"Thanks to Uncle Huang, otherwise we wouldn't be alive today."
"Yes, he saved my life. I will be grateful to Uncle Huang forever!"
"Uncle Huang is truly talented. It's a waste of his talent to have him working as a security guard at a shopping mall."
Uncle Huang, who was praised by dozens of people, just stood in the corner without saying a word, with a shy smile on his face.
Song Yue spotted him at a glance.
The temperament of the man named Uncle Huang is very different from that of others. He has an upright figure and a handsome face. If he had not been addressed as Uncle, Song Yue would not have thought of him as an uncle at all.
From an image perspective alone, being a security guard is indeed a bit of a waste of talent.
After Susan arranged the group of more than 50 people hiding in the underground garage into the ward one by one, Song Yue finally had time to call Uncle Huang.
Same words, same questioning pattern.
"Are you willing to continue working as a temporary security guard here?" Song Yue asked with a smile.
Uncle Huang looked her up and down, stunned for a moment: "Are you the manager here?"
Song Yue smiled: "It's just temporary."
"The temporary ones are also very capable!" Uncle Huang said as he carefully surveyed the hall. Finally, he saluted her and said solemnly, "My name is Huang Jingtao, a retired soldier. I'm happy to help you manage the people!"
It turns out he is a retired soldier. No wonder his manners and temperament are so outstanding.
Song Yue thought as he stood up straight and returned the handshake: "Thank you, Uncle Huang. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."
Including this group of people, the medical center currently accommodates a total of 112 people.
This number of people is not small. If only Song Bochen and the other two are responsible for patrolling and maintaining order, there will obviously not be enough people.
Now, with Uncle Huang and several reliable candidates selected by Uncle Huang himself, the total number of security personnel in the medical building has increased to 12 people.
For now, that's enough.
If the number of survivors continues to increase, we will recruit more security guards.
Song Yue planned this and walked towards the cafeteria.
Now there are more than 100 mouths waiting to eat, she has to go and see what the situation is like in the kitchen.
The male host who was rescued before was named Zhang. He was the head chef from Z Hotel. Under Song Yue's arrangement, he is currently the main person in charge of the entire kitchen.
In addition to him, Song Yue subsequently selected some semi-newcomers who had worked as odd jobs in the kitchen to assist Chef Zhang in cooking.
Standing at the door of the kitchen, watching Chef Zhang instructing the newcomers on how to cut vegetables and how to judge when to put them in the pot, a smile of satisfaction appeared on my face.
Noticing her arrival, Chef Zhang said with a smile, "Hey, Miss Xiaoyue is here~"
Song Yue waved her hand: "You guys continue, don't worry about me."
"Okay, then take a look around. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
Song Yue hummed, but in her heart she was laughing at herself. As an outsider, how could she tell what was going on? She stared for a long time and finally asked only one question: "Do you have enough kitchen helpers here? If not, I can hire some more."
Chef Zhang paused his instructions and smiled sheepishly, "We're still a few short. More and more people are coming, and the amount of food we need to prepare is huge. I'm a little overwhelmed..."
Song Yue nodded, showing her understanding: "How many more people do you need?"
"Five," Chef Zhang thought for a moment. "You don't need a lot of experience, just a little knowledge will be enough."
"Okay, I'll give you news tonight."
After Song Yue finished speaking, she waved her hand and left.
The farmland also needs to be checked. Chef Zhang's parents, like everyone else, cannot see when the food will mature, so she plans to come over every day in the early stages to keep an eye on it and remind them to harvest.
Unexpectedly, when people arrived at the farmland, they found that there was not a single crop with a countdown of 0 in the field.
She was secretly surprised and looked at the two elders of the Zhang family with admiration.
Seeing her coming, the two old people quickly put down the bamboo basket full of big radishes and greeted her with a smile: "Miss Xiaoyue~"
Song Yue pointed at the farmland and asked in surprise, "How do you know it's time to harvest the radishes?"
Logically speaking, if they couldn't see the countdown, they shouldn't have harvested the radishes so soon.
The old man smiled innocently. "Well, my wife and I have been farming in the countryside for decades, so I do have some experience. But now that you mention it, I find it a little strange that the crops in these fields are harvested so quickly."
The old man's wife nodded repeatedly. "That's right. Big radishes take two months to mature. I thought it was too long to plant now, but when I woke up this morning, they were all ripe. Isn't that strange?"
Song Yue laughed heartily, noncommittal: "Maybe the island soil is more fertile than other places. Anyway, as long as it can mature~"
The two old people thought what she said made sense.
In the current situation, as long as we have food to eat, why bother with so many big principles.
Song Yue was also relieved about the farmland. Now, except for the insufficient number of people to be accommodated, everything else was basically arranged.
Susan and an aunt who used to work as a dormitory manager at school are mainly responsible for accommodation and washing; Bruce is in charge of the entry and exit inspection and registration of people; and the management of children is mainly undertaken by Chef Zhang's wife, who previously introduced herself as having experience as a nanny.
There is no need to worry about medical care. With the attending physician Dr. Chen in charge, and the nurse Jiaojiao and intern Xue Dinghui as assistants, they can basically meet the medical needs of more than 100 people.
In short, relevant personnel are responsible for daily food, accommodation and management.
Everything was going in a good direction, but on the last day of the second week of the dungeon, a quarrel suddenly broke out on the fifth floor.
Song Yue was walking around the building. When she heard the noise, she immediately went upstairs.
However, before anyone arrived, the sound of quarreling reached my ears.
"My son is in the growth stage, how can he only eat two meals a day?! Your distribution is too unfair! Hurry and call that Song guy over to me!"
"Aunt Li, don't get excited. We understand what you're saying. You haven't joined any positions, so your contribution points are not enough. You really can't get three meals a day. This is our current rule."
Song Yue then heard Susan's voice.
As soon as she finished speaking, the troublemaker raised his voice and said, "What a bullshit rule! I understand adults eating twice a day. We're not growing, so it's okay to eat less, but how can my child starve? How can you just ignore a child? Stop talking nonsense to me. You're not the person in charge here. You can't make any decisions. I want to see Mr. Song! Hurry up!"
Susan's face was shaking with anger. She never thought that she would meet such an unreasonable old lady.
She stood there and took several deep breaths, afraid that she would faint from anger.
Seeing that the person in front of her was speechless after being questioned by her, Aunt Li felt very proud.
What a joke! He wants a man in his early twenties to take care of her? He doesn't even know if he has the ability to do that.
After she is done making a scene, she will continue to make a scene when she sees the guy named Song!
Until they are willing to provide three meals a day for their baby son, she will never be able to rest in peace!
The atmosphere was tense for a moment.
Suddenly, a deep female voice broke the deadlock.
"I'm Song Yue, what do you want from me?"
Everyone on the fifth floor looked over and made way for her.
Susan had a complicated expression and whispered, "...Xiaoyue..."
This old lady was so difficult to communicate with. She really hoped Song Yue could explain things to her clearly and not add fuel to the fire.
Seeing the real person coming, Aunt Li quickly stretched her neck and was about to speak to grab the right to speak, but the next second, she was interrupted by the other party's cold voice.
“How much is the contribution worth?”
Aunt Li paused and said, "Why are you asking this?!"
"I won't ask the same question twice." Song Yue opened her lips slightly and looked at her calmly.
Although she had no expression, when she met those calm eyes, Aunt Li suddenly felt a sense of pressure. She cleared her throat, looked around, and finally said, "No."
The onlookers suddenly became agitated.
Song Yue raised her hand, signaling everyone to be silent. Then she approached the other party and said condescendingly, "Since you don't have contribution points, according to the regulations, you can't redeem an extra third meal."
"Why, why?!" Aunt Li's face flushed with anger as she heard this ridiculous rule. "My son doesn't have enough to eat, and you must take responsibility for it! Otherwise, I, I..."
Song Yue narrowed her eyes: "What else?"
Aunt Li looked at her, her momentum unconsciously weakened, but she was unwilling to accept it. Why should she listen to the words of a yellow-haired girl? She had walked more roads than the other girl had eaten salt, and she would not accept this tone!
"Or I'll just go to the cafeteria and ask for it!"
puff--
I thought she could say something extraordinary, but this is the result?
Susan couldn't help laughing, but the atmosphere told her to hold back.
His eyes immediately turned to Song Yue.
Song Yue didn't stop him and just stepped aside: "Please."
Aunt Li raised her chin, and the contempt and pride in her eyes were visible to the naked eye.
"Come on, son, I'll get you something to eat right away." She took her ten-year-old son's hand and walked away with a swagger.
However, the next second, a gust of wind flashed past everyone!
Then I heard Aunt Li scream: "Ah! How dare you hit me!"
Song Yue pinned the man's hands behind his back, pressed his knees against him, and a cold arc appeared on his thin lips. "Why not? Who do you think cleaned up this building? Who do you think provided the food for the cafeteria? And, do you think people who can do this are easy to bully?"
There was anger in his brows, unlike his usual gentle expression, but instead he showed a sharpness.
The cold air instantly emanated from her body, making the onlookers feel a chill in their hearts.
They knew that the temporary agent Song Yue was very capable, but they never expected that she, at such a young age, would have such a strong aura when she put on a cold face.
Those pure black eyes were as cold as ice, but if you looked deeper, you would find that they were calm and without any emotion.
At this moment, the whole audience was silent.
Even Aunt Li was frightened to the point of choking by the cold voice behind her ears.
"You...you let me go!" After taking several breaths, she managed to move her lungs and shouted.
Song Yue didn't let go, and said word by word: "If you want to stay here, you must obey the management. Now I give you two choices. Either you apply for the job yourself and earn contribution points to exchange for the third meal, or you get out of the building now."
W-What?! You want her to get out?!
No! Absolutely not!
Aunt Li was terrified and struggled frantically, her tone clearly showing panic: "No, I won't go out! If I go out, someone will die!"
"Really? It seems you know it very well." Song Yue snorted softly, half-closed her eyes, "Then I will assume that you chose the first path, Susan."
The latter stood up at once, his body straight: "I'm here!"
Song Yue: "See where there is a shortage of people and assign her there."
"Okay!" Susan acted fair on the surface, but she was laughing in her heart.
Aunt Li has been here for several days, but she has done nothing and has not exerted any effort. When asked what she can do, she shook her head and said that her legs and feet are not in good condition and it is not convenient for her to work.
In view of this, she turned a blind eye and did not force the other party.
Anyway, people who work less get less food, have worse accommodation than others, and have to wait in line for medical treatment. This is their own choice.
Who knew that he would become so arrogant these past two days, with a contribution value of 0, and still want to have a full stomach? It's simply a dream!
Who doesn't work here? Even a nine-year-old girl helps mend clothes!
She quickly flipped through the registration form and the job openings in her arms, then said loudly, "We're short of manure carriers. I think Aunt Li is suitable!"
Puff——
The crowd couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Aunt Li's face was pale and her lips were trembling: "...No, my legs and feet are not good, I can't do this..."
Song Yue: "Then get out."
She doesn't keep idle people here.
Aunt Li's heart trembled violently, and she finally realized that she had successfully killed herself.
Not only did he not get the third meal, but he got himself into trouble!
If I had known she would not make trouble, she would have quietly eaten her two meals with her son. Now, there is really no point in saying anything!
She slumped to the ground, her eyes filled with regret.
After Song Yue left, the crowd on the fifth floor gradually dispersed.
Aunt Li's story quickly spread throughout the entire building. Those who had been ready to make a move and wanted to cheat and be cunning no longer dared to have any thoughts at all.
They don't want to be thrown out of the building, they just want to survive.
After patrolling the entire building, Uncle Huang couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect everyone to follow the rules so well."
Song Bochen chuckled and thought to himself: That's because Song Yue is a big Buddha sitting here, who would dare to act rashly?
But he didn't dare to say it directly. He just laughed and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's all because of Miss Xiaoyue's good management~"
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