Chapter 13 Saint Yes Company
Qiao Lan got the girl's look.
But I ignored it.
She didn't know this girl well, so she probably just came here to eat for free.
Xiao Li wanted to argue with the girl, but was stopped by Qiao Lan.
It's the end of the world, what's the point of arguing over these trivial matters.
"Xiao Li, do you have money?"
"I've spent all the money Sister Lan gave me for buying things, but I still have some money in my own account."
"Is it enough to book a room here?"
"Um!"
"Then go book a room. You can treat me to stay here tonight. And Xiao Tang, I'm out of money on my card."
"No problem, Sister Lan!"
Xiao Li went to book a room immediately.
The girl was very happy and said that this was the first time she invited Qiao Lan to stay in a hotel, and she wanted to book a more expensive room so that it would be very memorable in the future.
Well, it is quite memorable, Qiao Lan thought. It will be impossible to stay in a hotel comfortably after the end of the world.
"I'm so sorry, everyone. I was planning to take you to a high-end entertainment city after dinner, but the strong winds came early, so we can't go for now. Please make yourselves at home here. Don't worry if you laugh at me, but I don't have any money on my card, so you'll all pay for your accommodations."
Qiao Lan picked up the microphone and gave a brief explanation to the people in the dining hall.
She originally planned to take everyone to a nearby entertainment city by bus after the meal before the city was closed at midnight.
Although the Tsui Wah Hotel was a solid building, it was tall and conspicuous, and it was well-known. Everyone knew that it was a high-end place for food and drink. After the storm in the previous life, social order was in chaos, and this still standing high-rise building became the primary target for looting. The survivors came here with red eyes to look for food.
Robbery, gunfight, murder...
A mess.
So you can take shelter here, but you can't stay here any longer.
The low-rise buildings in the entertainment city are not so bad. They are hidden and there are not so many people going there to rob.
As a temporary residence for post-disaster survival, it's basically okay.
"Hey, how can this be possible?"
As soon as Qiao Lan finished speaking, the girl from before said with a bitter face: "If you hadn't called everyone here, we wouldn't be trapped. Now you're just giving up and leaving us to pay for a hotel?"
"How can you talk like that, little girl? Mr. Qiao invited me to dinner with good intentions. Haha, now she encountered an accident, and she didn't want it. Why are you blaming her?"
The grain store owner who was acting as Qiao Lan's wholesale agent stepped forward to curry favor. "If you ask me, this is a rare opportunity. It's just right for everyone to stay here and experience the service of a high-end hotel. What's the harm in paying out of pocket? Who here could be short of a little money if they can do business with Mr. Qiao? Mr. Qiao said she had no money, but she was just joking with everyone. Even if she said she would treat everyone to a hotel stay, who would be so shameless as to cheat Mr. Qiao out of such a small amount of accommodation money?"
"That's right."
"That makes sense!"
"If we can't leave tonight, we'll stay here. Lao Zhang, Lao Chen, I'll pay for your accommodation!"
There are quite a few people who agree with this.
Most of them were those who had purchased large orders from Qiao Lan today, and they were trying to curry favor with him at every opportunity.
The girl wanted to say something, but her voice was drowned out by the crowd.
How could a student's voice surpass that of a group of small business owners?
The scene gradually became lively.
"Mr. Qiao, come over and have a drink! No matter if it's windy outside, I must toast you today!"
"Wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom and will come back to talk to you."
Qiao Lan exchanged a few pleasantries with everyone and then went to the bathroom.
Regardless of whether they will be trapped here or not, Qiao Lan came here tonight to help everyone move just as a side job. She mainly came here to collect food.
As one of the well-known luxury hotels in City C, the Cuihua Hotel has many high-end ingredients in its kitchen and warehouse, such as Alba white truffles, Parmesan cheese, Mediterranean red shrimps, Iberian ham, Omi Wagyu beef... These are not available by stockpiling in the wholesale market.
As for whether the people who came to the dinner planned to take shelter here or in the entertainment city, or go home against the wind, whether they wanted to please her or complain about her, Qiao Lan didn't care.
After tonight, she was going to leave alone and had no intention of having any further contact with them.
Putting them in a safe building that would not collapse during the storm and saving their lives was all Qiao Lan could do.
This is her explanation of her interpersonal relationships before the end of the world.
It's like she's thanking God for giving her a new life, giving back to the world, and doing good deeds.
In the coming apocalypse, crises are everywhere and people can die at any time.
She can't save everyone, but she won't overestimate her own abilities and think of herself as a savior.
After her rebirth, she only hoped that she would no longer suffer from hunger and take good care of herself and Xiao Tang and Xiao Li.
The world is cruel, how can she ask for too much?
Quickening his pace, Qiao Lan entered the bathroom in the corner of the floor.
I planned to go to the bathroom and then go downstairs to collect the ingredients.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard a loud female voice laughing from inside, in a coquettish and complacent voice.
"...Oh, that's right. After tonight, it will be the end of the world!"
"Huh?" Qiao Lan was stunned.
What's going on.
Does anyone else know about the end of the world?
Could it be that he was also reborn?
She closed the door and went in, and saw the back of a graceful woman wearing a purple tight sweater and a black tight skirt, washing her hands in front of the sink.
The phone was placed on the table and he was talking on the phone with headphones on.
Qiao Lan pressed down his baseball cap, walked over calmly, stood beside him, and washed his hands as well.
The woman glanced at her, didn't take it seriously, and continued to make her call.
"Just wait a little longer. It's the auspicious day of September 11th on the lunar calendar. Important things should be done on auspicious days!"
"This hotel has a high occupancy rate tonight. I'm sure you'll be satisfied with the result."
Qiao Lan saw the woman's face clearly.
Strange, unfamiliar.
Her makeup is delicate, but there are fine lines around her eyes, and she looks at least fifty years old.
It’s hard to say that she still has her charm, and her words and actions seem a bit deliberate in pretending to be young and flirtatious.
The woman leered, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone make a phone call?"
She fixed her long hair in front of the mirror.
Um?
Qiao Lan's gaze remained fixed on the back of the woman's neck where her hair was lifted for two seconds.
Then quickly finish washing your hands and go into the inner cubicle.
Sitting on the warm toilet seat, his face gloomy.
Saint Yes Company!
The tattoo on the back of the woman's neck was actually a green sword, entangled by a strange red three-headed poisonous snake.
This is the totem symbol of Saint Yes, a notorious evolutionary research company in the apocalypse.
The totem pattern is very special, and Qiao Lan will never make a mistake.
She suddenly realized that the Saint Yes Company was not established after the apocalypse, but their people were active before the apocalypse.
So what the woman said, that there are many people staying at the hotel tonight, and we need to start doing important things as soon as midnight arrives...
What does it mean?
Qiao Lan could not forget the cruelty of Saint Yes at the end of the world.
I can't forget the inhumane howlings of those evolved beings they captured, and the bloody corpses that were no longer human...
At this time, outside the bathroom.
A few meters away in the corridor hall, there is a small sofa in the corner.
Ye Qi huddled in the sofa, his body hidden by the back of the sofa, looking down at his phone.
The mobile phone screen shows a real-time image of the bathroom lobby.
The investigators under him had already placed a hidden surveillance camera in the flowers decorating the sink.
"Qiao Lan has made contact with Target 6. All teams, please be alert and be prepared to respond to any emergencies."
"Group 1 received!"
"Group 2 received!"
"Group 3 received!"
After whispering the order, responses from each group came through the headphones one after another.
Ye Qi gritted his teeth and forced himself to stare at the screen.
He was swept down the stairs by the strong wind, suffering bruises and bruises all over his body. He held on tightly to the railings of the green belt while rolling and avoided being swept into the sky by the wind.
He climbed up the railings, stone platforms, corridor columns and other fixed objects little by little, and braved the strong wind. With great effort, he finally moved into the hotel door.
The old gunshot wound on his leg had not healed yet, and he had several new wounds, causing unbearable pain.
But you have to endure it.
He commanded the team members who had been deployed inside the hotel for a long time to escalate the action and be ready to take action at any time.
In the surveillance footage, Qiao Lan entered the cubicle and disappeared.
Only Target No. 6 was still standing by the sink.
Ten seconds later.
Suddenly, No. 6 turned around and walked outside Qiao Lan's compartment.
Raise your hand and knock on the door.
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