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Chapter 20 Recruiting Survivors

Song Yan frowned. It seemed that this group of people lacked confidence.

"Be quiet!"

As soon as the voice came out, everyone quickly looked at Song Yan who was standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Song Yan cleared his throat and said seriously: "Wherever you want to go, it has nothing to do with me."

"However, those who are willing to stay, I will take care of them to the best of my ability."

A group of people hesitated, and they looked left and right from time to time, looking confused.

A man in an army green coat swallowed the bread in his hand, and asked Song Yan:

"Is there any benefit if I hang out with you?"

Song Yan looked at the man, he should not be more than thirty years old, but he looked weather-beaten.

"Following me, there may not be any benefits, but at the very least, sharing weal and woe can still be done."

"Hahahaha"

There was a sudden burst of laughter from the crowd. It was a balding middle-aged man who laughed exaggeratedly.

All eyes were on this man for a moment.

Song Yan was no exception. He looked at this man and asked, "Is there anything ridiculous?"

"You can't even draw cakes, and you are still here to win people's hearts? Young people, be careful not to burst your stomach."

The middle-aged man looked disdainful. In his opinion, Song Yan, a young boy, actually wanted to be the leader!
How can this be?

Leaving aside his experience, even Song Yan's social experience is not as good as him.

"Oh?"

Song Yan's face didn't change, he said calmly: "Then according to Your Excellency, how should we make cakes?"

Song Yan doesn't know how to draw cakes, because this is the end of the world, and the future is full of various impossibilities.

And he, at best, only has some experience and can play some role in the early days of the end of the world, that's all.

"Painting cakes? Hahahaha, if it is said that I will lead everyone, I am willing to share all my assets with everyone, and everyone is equal."

The bald man thought he was in power, with a confident expression on his face, he even said unsatisfactorily:
"I used to be Cheng Zhiguo, the vice president of Nudian Co., Ltd., in terms of leadership, I believe no one can compare with me, right?"

As soon as the voice came out, everyone began to discuss in a low voice.

"I'll go, isn't that one of the top [-] companies in Xishan City? I didn't expect there to be such a big man here!"

"Yes, yes, this person doesn't show his mountains or waters, he is really low-key."

"To me, following this person seems not bad, at least everyone is equal."

Song Yan looked at how everyone was ready to make a move and couldn't help but shake his head. This old consciousness has long been ingrained.

Seeing this, Cheng Zhiguo was secretly happy, this is a good opportunity, don't miss it!

Just when he was about to say something more, Song Yan took out a pistol, pointed at the sky, and pulled the trigger.

boom!
With the sound of a gunshot, everyone's voices suddenly stopped, and even Cheng Zhiguo's smile froze.

"Everyone, I'm afraid you haven't recognized this world clearly, haven't you recognized the reality clearly?"

"It's the end of the world! There are zombies eating people outside. What do we need?"

"We need a base that can resist zombies, and weapons that can kill zombies!"

Song Yan put the gun back on his waist calmly, and said to everyone: "I don't care what you think, if you want to stay, please register with Fan Bing."

"If you want to leave, then I won't keep you here, let's leave now."

Song Yan turned his head and patted Fan Bing on the shoulder. The latter had been watching for a long time. Of course, Song Yan was very clear about this matter.

However, in order to set an example for his little follower, he had to do so.

After saying this, the survivors were quite shocked.

No one can refuse or refute, because what Song Yan said are all facts!

The world has changed, it has become extremely cruel, and it has become dangerous!

"Ahem, if anyone is willing to leave here with me, with my years of vision, I am confident that I can lead you to a life of food and clothing!"

Cheng Zhiguo let out a dry cough, but he still didn't give up and pulled towards the crowd.

He knows that if he misses this opportunity now, he may not know when it will be again.

"Here, your milk."

"Thank you, thank you."

Fan Bing handed a bag of milk to a female survivor, and she bowed quickly after taking it.

This action made Fan Bing a little at a loss for a while.

He quickly helped him up and said with an embarrassed look: "Don't be so polite, just treat it as your own home."

Soon, the survivors split into two waves.

The wave with the larger number of people is willing to stay.

The remaining four or five people, led by Cheng Zhiguo, planned to leave.

Cheng Zhiguo drank all the milk, then blew the drum again and drank it again.

A survivor standing next to him was dressed as a workplace manager. Apart from being dirty, the stiff suit still exuded a workplace atmosphere.

The man in the suit looked at Cheng Zhiguo, then handed over a business card, and said cautiously:
"President Cheng, I am a professional accountant, I hope President Cheng will support you more in the future."

Cheng Zhiguo lowered his head and glanced at tomorrow, it was quite impressive with gold rims on it, his eyes lit up immediately, he nodded and said with a smile.

"Good talk, good talk."

The rest of the people also looked like this.

Fan Bing stood aside, shook his head speechlessly, and said to himself: These guys, are they crazy about going to work?
He distributed a carton of milk, and then said to Cheng Zhiguo and the others: "If there is nothing else, you can pack your bags and get ready to leave here."

Cheng Zhiguo got up, patted his ass, and said in a gentlemanly manner: "Let's go."

Fan Bing's face darkened immediately, he didn't expect this group of people to be so outrageous.

Fortunately, they left wisely, otherwise Fan Bing might not be able to help but shoot at them.

He closed the door to the backyard of the supermarket, and then said to everyone who stayed: "Since you are willing to stay, then come to me first and write down your personal information."

"Just write your name, age and occupation first, and don't write anything else for now."

Fan Bing also knew nothing about this aspect. He copied everything he saw at the Xishan City base before.

Soon, everyone lined up the team in an orderly manner, and wrote their own information on Fan Bing's white paper one by one.

"Boss, why do you need to recruit people? Isn't it good for the four of us to maintain this supermarket?"

In the office next to the supermarket, Guo Haoyu pulled a towel from the shelf to wipe off the sweat on his body, and expressed his doubts.

Song Yan looked at Guo Haoyu, who looked sincere, and said with a smile: "Haoyu, you have to take a long-term view. We have to fight against zombies as human beings."

The latter scratched his head, half understanding.

"That is to say, you will have a little partner who will work with you in the future."

Xiao Tong Xin was sitting on the desk, holding a bag of potato chips, eating the chips with a contented expression, her two calves were drooping and swinging constantly.

Song Yan glanced at Xiao Tong Xin with some surprise, and said in his heart: Sure enough, Xiao Tong Xin's IQ is still online.

(End of this chapter)