Chapter 35 Yes, I should beat you hard
"What monitoring team?"
"You may not know this yet, but a lot of people in the building haven't heard about the new department that was established this morning."
The passerby looked around to see if there was anyone nearby, lowered his voice, and whispered to Qiao Lan, "This monitoring team was separated from the security team. They're specifically responsible for correcting everyone's mistakes and maintaining a good living atmosphere in the hotel. The original security team would go wherever there was trouble, and solve the problem. This monitoring team, on the other hand, will take the initiative even if there's no trouble, and catch anyone who's doing something wrong... Alas, they just want everyone to be honest and obedient. Anyone who doesn't obey will be beaten!"
Qiao Lan was curious: "Who are you listening to?"
"Mr. Zhao," the passerby said, "who else can we listen to? He's the chairman of the hotel. Since we live here, of course we all listen to him."
"See? The security team originally wore blue bow ties, but this group of people just now also had red cloth on their sleeves, in addition to the bow ties. This is the inspection team responsible for monitoring the atmosphere. They are more powerful than the security team."
"This morning, a woman stole half a loaf of bread and was beaten half to death. I heard she was locked up in the basement."
Qiao Lan thought, hey, this hotel is taking a big step. Not only has it formed a hierarchy, but it has also started to organize violent organizations to maintain its rule.
What a coincidence.
She was still thinking about how to win over the chef and his son. She had to make them willingly follow her and cook for her wholeheartedly.
I can't just take someone away casually, otherwise we won't be familiar with each other. What if there's a rift in the future and someone poisons her food? After all, there are too many examples of people turning against each other accidentally in the apocalypse.
Now, when I feel sleepy, someone will give me a pillow.
The hotel wants to deal with the young chef, so this is a good opportunity for her to show her goodwill!
Moreover, the group of vicious men who had just beaten Xiao Tang outside were all wearing blue bow ties on their collars, and they were obviously from the security team here.
It’s just right, I can clean it up together and avenge Xiao Tang for the brick he hit me with.
"You all look pretty good, so you probably have some extra money. You bought some food these days, so you're not starving, are you?"
The passerby was quite talkative and started chatting with Qiao Lan in a familiar manner, "I have some savings in my account, which is enough to pay for my room and meals recently. But if things keep going like this, if the storm continues for a few more days, all the money I have will be gone eventually. The rent will only get more expensive, and I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
"Not only did they set up an inspection team this morning, but Mr. Zhao also announced they're changing the payment method. From now on, only cash will be accepted. The internet's down, there's no power, and many people's phones are no longer working, so credit cards and transfers are unreliable. This means even people with money on their cards will become poor. After all, no one would bring that much cash with them to stay at the hotel."
"Maybe cash won't work anymore, and we'll have to use gold and silver?"
The young man kept on muttering and guessing.
Qiao Lanxin said, you guessed right.
From now on, banknotes will be worthless.
From now on, gold, silver and jewelry will be of little use.
The hard currency recognized by all major bases is crystal cores.
You have to risk your life to hunt mutant beasts to get it.
The young man sighed, "Have you read the online news? The whole world is about to be destroyed. If official rescue doesn't arrive soon, oh my! Everything will be in chaos!"
"Yeah, yeah." Qiao Lan agreed. He had no interest in chatting. He just said "I wish you peace" and left.
"Hey, where are you going? Don't get too close to the inspection team, or you'll get beaten."
When passersby saw Qiao Lan and the others following the direction the inspection team left and seemed to be going upstairs, they hurriedly lowered their voices to remind them.
He has a good heart.
Qiao Lan walked back, checked to see if anyone was paying attention, took out a small bag of compressed biscuits from his pocket and handed it over.
The passersby were shocked and looked at Qiao Lan in disbelief.
"Here, thanks for reminding me."
The passerby was stunned for a moment, his eyes instantly turned red, and tears glistened in his eyes behind the black-framed lenses.
He quickly and carefully stuffed the biscuits into his arms and hid them.
Anyone willing to give food at this time is a living bodhisattva. A steamed bun costs 30,000 yuan in the hotel, and this pack of compressed biscuits can be equivalent to three steamed buns in terms of hunger resistance, which is equivalent to nearly 100,000 yuan!
He whispered gratefully, "Thank you! Thank you! My name is Jiang Yue, and I'm a doctoral student at the Agricultural Science Institute. May I ask your name, and which floor and room do you live in?"
Qiao Lan waved her hand and turned away.
It was just a chance encounter, the other party did something good and she reciprocated, so there was no need to exchange personal information.
Qiao Lan and the other two said goodbye to the young man on the street and caught up with the inspection team that was escorting the young chef, falling behind them not far behind.
There were many guests coming and going along the way, so the three of them did not seem out of place. They just followed them all the way to the ninth floor.
There is a large central hall on the ninth floor.
Forty or fifty people gathered.
Those wearing blue bow ties, a circle of red cloth, or badges on their chests, Qiao Lan had already found out from asking along the way that these were the current management of the hotel.
Controls the drinking water and security of all residents.
A middle-aged man in a grey suit sat on a chair in the middle. Everyone else was standing, but he was the only one sitting.
The young chef was taken to the middle hall.
The people from the supervisory team actually pushed him to the ground and made him kneel down.
"Mr. Zhao, we've caught him! He's the one who betrayed you and secretly went to the basement to let that woman go."
The middle-aged man in the gray suit frowned and snorted coldly, "I remember you, the senior chef of the hotel, right? You're a great cook. I had high hopes for you, but you've really disappointed me!"
The young chef struggled to get up, but was pinned down and could only kneel in humiliation.
He shouted, "What kind of logic is this! That lady just took a small piece of bread. I gave it to her, not stole it. How could you just beat her up and seriously injure her? She still has her grandmother to take care of. She took the bread back to her grandmother, not to eat it herself! Mr. Zhao, in the face of a disaster, everyone should help each other, not bully others! You beat her up and illegally imprisoned her. You are breaking the law!"
Qiao Lan and a few others pretended to be guests, standing in the guest room corridor some distance away from the main hall, listening quietly.
At this time, I could hear the clue.
It turns out that what the passerby said just now, about a woman being beaten half to death and locked up for stealing bread, was not nonsense.
Unexpectedly, young chefs got involved.
"Haha! Are you blaming me?"
Mr. Zhao flew into a rage, walked up to the young chef, pointed his finger at his nose and cursed, "You ungrateful bastard! Without my protection, you would have all died in the storm, and how can you still be comfortably eating and drinking here? I set these rules to protect everyone's interests. Food is scarce right now, and the hotel doesn't have enough supplies. No one is allowed to take anything without permission! As an internal employee, a member of the kitchen staff, you dared to steal food and give it to others. You betrayed me and everyone else!"
"I'm going to make an example of you all today to scare the monkeys and see who dares to break the rules and do things secretly in the future!"
At a command, the young chef was forced from kneeling to lying prone.
The people from the monitoring team picked up sticks and hit him hard.
Bang!
Bang!
Even from a distance, Qiao Lan and the others could hear the noise.
"Yes, they should be beaten severely. People who steal food are the most hateful!"
"Everyone has to spend a lot of money to buy food, and he was in the kitchen, stealing things and breaking the rules."
There were other residents nearby, standing in the corridor watching the fun.
Not only do they not think it is excessive, they are very supportive.
The tone of voice seemed to indicate that he wished the young chef would be beaten to death.
Xiao Li and Xiao Tang secretly clenched their fists in anger.
This is clearly lynching and illegal! It's only been a few days since the storm, but I didn't expect so many people's mentality has changed to this!
Qiao Lan gestured to the two of them: "Wait for me here."
She walked towards the central hall.
She wasn't angry, she just had to save people.
It would be easier to tame the chef if she suffered some torture, but the torture couldn't be too severe. If she got injured, how could she cook for him?
Walking up, Qiao Lan prepared to take action.
But before she could take any action, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the stairwell.
"The man surnamed Zhao is here!"
"Hurry, hurry! Don't let him get away!"
"Everyone, charge! Kill these inhumane creatures!"
"We must not let them run rampant again, otherwise we will be the ones to die sooner or later!"
Many people poured into the central hall.
One by one, with red eyes and holding sticks and bricks, they fiercely attacked the hotel staff led by Mr. Zhao.
The security team and others quickly fought back.
The two sides immediately engaged in a melee and fought in a group.
Qiao Lan was stunned.
What is going on?
But...if not slack off now, when?
She took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the crowd, pulled up the young chef who was still lying on the ground, and turned around and ran!
Mission completion: Chef (1/2)!
He also beat up the person next to him.
A security guard wearing a blue tie, the guy who hit Xiao Tang with a brick downstairs.
Qiao Lan grabbed someone else's stick and hit him hard on both shoulders with two bangs.
He hit Xiao Tang on the shoulder, and he must pay double the price!
And more than double.
The guy was in so much pain that he couldn't even lift his arms. He looked like a disabled person at the scene of the brawl.
He was pounced on and beaten violently by the red-eyed crowd.
Ending?
You brought this upon yourself!
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