Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

Chapter 170: What does it have to do with me whether you die or not?

"Ding!"

Just then, the message came.

Turning on his phone, Lin Feng found that he had been pulled into a group?

The group name is the communication group for the building director of Xishan Villa?

Xishan Villa has a total of 32 buildings, the first 12 buildings are high-end residential areas, and the back 20 buildings are ordinary residential areas.

Since he is the building manager of each building and the villa area, there are 33 people in total, including Lin Feng, 34 people.

Lin Feng took a look at the composition of the personnel, and most of them were unfamiliar faces.

And like Building 1, Building 4, Building 6, and the building that was blown up by an anti-tank rocket launcher, there are many building leaders who are already cold, and they may never be able to speak in this life.

"Hello, leaders! Happy New Year! Send a red envelope to all leaders! Wish you a happy old age!"

With that said, Lin Feng handed out 66666 red envelopes, 33 copies.

This made the building manager who is still alive angry! I almost stopped burping!

When did this happen! Do you have any money for sending red envelopes?

Ten thousand yuan can't buy even a hair! Who are you trying to anger with money?

You said you have tens of billions of supplies! We buy ham sausages from trucks! Can't you share some ham among the family?

"Lin Feng, I am Dai Lumao, the leader of Building 2. I have brought you in today. I have something I want to discuss with you."

With that said, Dai Lumao clicked to grab the red envelope. Although the money was of no use now, how could he not want it if it was given for free?

Then, several building managers who were divers also started to grab red envelopes. Although it was just a string of numbers, what if they were used one day?

Lin Feng was holding a cigarette and wanted to laugh.

This group of people used to be aloof and arrogant, so why are they like beggars now?

Are you all going to grab a broken red envelope? Are you all here to negotiate? Can't you have some dignity and face?

"What's the matter, leaders? If there's nothing, I have to go to bed. I'll sleep when I'm full, and eat when I wake up. It's so boring over and over again."

After hearing what Lin Feng said, the building managers were so angry!

We can’t even get a full meal now! I am also worried every day whether I will be eaten by others!

We don’t have enough to eat and sleep well! Are you in Versailles?

"Well, Lin Feng, don't sleep yet. I am Song Rentou, the leader of Building 8. We added you in just to discuss something. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. We need your help now, and you have the ability to help us, right? ? Now it’s being spread that you haven’t lost your tens of billions of supplies. You have to know that you can’t finish all those tens of billions of supplies in your lifetime. Moreover, ham sausages, chicken legs, and plastic-sealed foods have a shelf life of half a year. In high temperature weather, it takes If you don't eat it for a long time, it will go bad. Why don't you come up with some conditions that we can afford? For example, work for you? Or buy it with money? Can't we exchange it with you? Otherwise, if you keep your things for a long time, you If you can’t finish it, isn’t that a waste?”

Lin Feng smiled when he saw the words of Song Rentou, the head of the 8th building.

Is this abacus making a clanging sound? Unfortunately, it was of no use to Lin Feng.

"Do you have a wife?"

Lin Feng's words made all the building leaders stunned.

Could it be that Lin Feng is a traitor to Cao? Love wives?

Your conditions are too outrageous, right?

How can you ask for a wife when you meet someone?

"I don't have a wife. If you want a woman, what kind of woman do you want? I can help you find her in Building 8?"

Song Rentou told the truth, but Lin Feng replied casually:

"You are really Zhu Bajie who dreams of marrying a wife. You are ugly but you want to be beautiful!"

Lin Feng's words left Song Rentou speechless.

Lin Feng was right. He could find a woman by himself if he wanted to. Why should these middlemen make the difference?

"Lin Feng, I am Li Zongping, the director of Building 12, and I am an expert from the Ministry of Agriculture. According to my analysis, your house has a total of 5 floors, which is [-] square meters. Excluding your own living area, even if you use [-] square meters Growing vegetables can feed thousands of people! Anyway, your big house is empty, why don't I bring people to help you grow vegetables? This way you will have food to eat, and we will not starve to death. You can also be a landlord and live for three years. A wonderful life of wives and concubines collecting land rent!”

Lin Feng was happy when he saw the news about Li Zongping.

Before I opened the door to let you in, you regarded me as your ancestor and the landlord?

As long as I let you in, then you will have to fight the Landlord next, right?

Such a stupid thing? What do you, an expert, think about?

Did all experts grow up eating shit? Isn’t it Naoren who is filled with shit?

"Um, expert from the Ministry of Agriculture, do you have any stool?"

Upon hearing what Lin Feng said, Li Zongping, an expert from the Ministry of Agriculture, was very happy!

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Lin Feng! You have to believe in my professionalism! I can definitely bring someone to grow the most delicious organic farm vegetables for you!"

Lin Feng smiled contemptuously. This expert's mind is indeed filled with shit. How can you not tell what he said?

"If there's poop, eat more of it! Don't worry, zombies will appear in a few days to dig out your skull and eat your brains! Then you can smoke the zombies to death with their poop-scented brains!"

Li Zongping: "..."

These building leaders didn't expect that Lin Feng was so incompetent that he couldn't do anything?

A group of building directors usually treat ordinary people with arrogance and refuse to do any work. When did they suffer such great grievances?

"Lin Feng! What do you mean by this? We are all neighbors! Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors! It's okay if we don't help each other when we are in need! You actually insult us like this!"

"That's right! You won't exchange the expired supplies with us! We'll farm the land ourselves and give you the money to rent the land, but you won't let us do it! What on earth do you want to do!"

"Lin Feng! The officialdom is only temporarily paralyzed! But the officialdom is not dead! Think about what you have done this month! Do you think you can really be lawless! If you behave better now! We can also apply for a petition from thousands of people ! Try to give you a suspended death sentence!"

"The official investigation is underway! Lin Feng, you must die! Hand over your supplies! Only then can we strive for leniency for you! This is also a sign of meritorious service!"

After seeing the floor leaders' speeches, Lin Feng replied with one word.

"Oh."

Everyone: "..."

Why does this feel like an angry punch hitting a soft piece of shit?

Not only did the punch not hurt, but it was also so disgusting and disgusting?

"Lin Feng! What do you mean! You don't want to say anything, do you?"

Lin Feng pinched his nose and then flicked his booger.

"Oh, and then what?"

Everyone: "..."

This attitude has slapped all of them in the face.

"Lin Feng! You should also know what's happening now!"

"Let's tell you carefully! This is your last chance now!"