Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

There was no movement from the intercom, and Ye Buqing frowned.

This situation has never happened before. Even when taking a shower or going to the toilet, Yuan Wentong would always take the walkie-talkie with him, fearing that Ye Buqing would not be able to contact him if something happened.

What happened?

Ye Buqing quickened his pace and went to the door of Yuan Wentong's room first. He knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no movement inside. Ye Buqing held his breath and listened carefully, but he did not hear any breathing inside.

After confirming that Yuan Wentong was not at home, Ye Buqing went to the office of the Materials Department to look for Zhaoyi. When Zhaoyi saw her, he smiled and said, "Your secretary is almost too busy, why are you still wandering around?"

"Where are the others?" Ye Buqing asked.

"In the cafeteria, aren't you going to hold some kind of competition? After the publicity went out in the past two days, there were a lot of people wanting to sign up. He simply asked people to go to the cafeteria to register with him," Zhaoyi said.

Ye Buqing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that everyone was fine, and suddenly looked up at Zhaoyi, "Have you signed up?"

"I'm going to join in the fun." Zhaoyi smiled and shook his head.

"Sign up for one, there are quite a lot of rewards for first place." Ye Buqing said.

Zhaoyi still refused, so Ye Buqing ignored him. He pushed the door open and walked towards the cafeteria. Before he reached the door, he heard a very noisy sound and couldn't hear clearly what was being said.

Ye Buqing squeezed and found that it was difficult to squeeze in. As long as she moved forward, someone would stare at her fiercely, not giving her any chance to jump in line.

Having no other choice, Ye Buqing found an open space and took out the speaker.

"Yuan Wentong, come out to pick up your boss!"

The harsh and sharp sound broke through the noise and reached Yuan Wentong's ears in the center of the crowd. The man who had lowered his head to register his personal information suddenly raised his head. After looking left and right for a while, he put away the things on the table, stood up, and walked away from the crowd. Haili walked out and took Ye Buqing in from the canteen door.

The people at the table over there who were still waiting to register were wondering why the steward suddenly left. After a minute, the steward came back again, accompanied by a young and beautiful woman.

Yuan Wentong sat down again, wiped the seat on one side with his clothes, and asked Ye Buqing to sit as well.

Ye Buqing was not polite, sat down and watched Yuan Wentong work.

He took out the notebook in his arms again. Ye Buqing noticed that this notebook was different from the previous one. It should be specially used for registration, and there were many tabs on the side.

"What project are you signing up for?" Yuan Wentong asked.

"Arm wrestling," said the man opposite.

Yuan Wentong then found the tab for arm wrestling, opened it, turned to a blank page, and continued to ask, "Name, age, height, weight."

The man opposite reported it honestly.

After Yuan Wentong finished writing, he asked for his room number and marked it next to it. This was considered as the person's registration.

After telling them the date of the competition and the winning prize, as soon as he said fifty pounds of meat, there was another burst of noise around him. The man opposite clenched his fists excitedly. He was very excited. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry! I'll exercise when I get home." ! You will definitely get a prize!”

Yuan Wentong nodded and smiled at him. The man couldn't hide his excitement and strode away. It was the next one's turn.

The next person to sign up was a short woman. The lack of nutrition in the past six months had made her skinny, but she seemed to be in good spirits. She also held a one or two-year-old child in her arms. He called out "baaaaah" a few times.

"Can I sign up for my husband? He has no time to come over at work today." the woman whispered.

"Okay, I'll book yours first." Yuan Wentong nodded.

Women sign up to chop vegetables, and those who sign up for their men do math.

Before leaving, Ye Buqing stuffed the child with two toffees. The woman didn't know whether to take them. Yuan Wentong waved his hand for her to take them and said to her, "It's okay, this is our boss."

Before the woman had time to be surprised by the young boss, the people behind her started urging her to leave with her child in her arms.

Ye Buqing watched for a while. Yuan Wentong was very efficient. He memorized hundreds of names in an hour, and people from outside were still coming in a steady stream.

Seeing Yuan Wentong's dry mouth, Ye Buqing took out two cups of milk tea and sipped one cup with him each.

There were some swallowing sounds all around.

Most people sign up seriously, but there are exceptions.

After sending away an old woman who signed up to cut vegetables, the people behind her came closer.

Ye Buqing only smelled a sweet fragrance. Yuan Wentong asked her what project she applied for as usual, but she didn't expect that the other person didn't answer for a long time.

Ye Buqing looked up in confusion and saw a woman with yellow hair like dry grass sitting opposite her, wearing makeup, blinking desperately at Yuan Wentong.

Yuan Wentong frowned and asked again, "What project are you applying for?"

The woman pouted with a hurt expression, and replied softly in her voice, "Brother, my name is Zhang Yameng, you can call me Mengmeng. What project do you have? I don't know much about it."

"Suitable projects for you include cutting vegetables, cooking, arithmetic, sewing, etc." Yuan Wentong was business-like, and his answer was neither warm nor cold.

The woman opposite exclaimed, "So many! Brother, can you choose one for me? I have difficulty choosing, and I can't seem to choose!"

"...If you can't choose, go home and think about it." Ye Buqing reminded him coldly from the side.

The woman rolled her eyes at Ye Buqing, snorted softly, and then looked at Yuan Wentong, "Brother, do you think I can win first place in any project? I will do my best!"

After saying that, another suggestive glance came.

Ye Buqing put down the milk tea, took a deep breath, and rolled his eyes. Yuan Wentong turned to look at her, and she waved her hand.

"Next!"

Ye Buqing shouted to the back.

The woman who was still sitting as steady as an old dog was stunned. When she realized what she was doing, she shouted angrily, "What do you mean! I haven't signed up yet!"

"No more? No more, right?" Ye Buqing stood up and looked at the woman condescendingly, "If you sign up, you should fucking apply for it. If you don't ask this, ask that, what else do you call signing up? What other projects can you sign up for? First? Is there something wrong with your brain? Can I hold a cerebral palsy competition specifically for you? You're crazy!"

Ye Buqing scolded mercilessly, and there was a burst of laughter around him. His womanly face turned red, and she actually reached out and grabbed Yuan Wentong's arm tightly, "Is it your turn to speak? Brother! Why do the people under you have such an attitude?" Please help me with my judgment!"

Yuan Wentong frowned, pulled out his hand with force, and warned coldly, "Please respect yourself! This is my boss, so be respectful!"

When she learned that Ye Buqing was the boss, the woman froze, stamped her feet, and cursed, "Didn't I say that I could participate in the competition? Now I'm not allowed to sign up. That's not the way to bully others!"

"Yes! That's right! It's so cool to bully others! Get out of here!" Ye Buqing nodded repeatedly and nodded heavily in the direction of the door.

"You!" The woman stood up and reached out, but Ye Buqing grabbed her halfway and pushed her down on the table across the table.

"If you don't succeed through the back door, you will get so angry that you bite someone. How many times have I reminded you in a good voice, are you the one who is disobedient?" Ye Buqing used force on his hands, and the woman immediately began to howl, "If I were you, I would leave quietly. Otherwise it will only be more embarrassing."

After saying that, Ye Buqing loosened his grip, and the woman stood up and ran away with a scream.

There were many people. As soon as she left, the people behind her quickly followed her. She was also a woman, but she looked much more comfortable. She was not tall, but she looked very strong.

"What project should I apply for?" Yuan Wentong asked.

"Arm wrestling," the woman said.

Ye Buqing looked up at the woman and asked one more question, "Have you practiced before?"

"I used to do weightlifting," the woman said.

Ye Buqing just met a psychopath and felt that it was necessary to ask someone to help, so he asked her, "Are you free these two days? You just saw it, there are quite a lot of psychopaths. If you are free, I will ask you to come and help. Just maintain discipline and pay on a daily basis."

"Okay." The woman nodded calmly.

Ye Buqing then asked Yuan Wentong on the side, "Is there still money on the salary card?"

"There are many more." Yuan Wentong came over and answered quietly.

"Ask for help when you need it. By the way, where's the walkie-talkie? I sent you a message today but you didn't reply. I almost thought something happened to you." Ye Buqing remembered and asked him.

Yuan Wentong's face was full of shame, "I'm sorry, boss, I fell asleep before I had time to charge when I got home yesterday..."

"Okay..." Ye Buqing blushed. Yuan Wentong was so busy that he fell asleep as soon as he got home.

Well, it's time to give her only secretary a salary increase.

After staying in the cafeteria for a while, Ye Buqing got up and left.

She walked to the gate with milk tea in hand, expecting to see Shao Yihan waiting for her honestly, but she didn't expect that after waiting for more than half an hour, this person didn't come back.

Just as she was about to return to the villa area, she just turned around when a roar suddenly sounded in the distance from far to near.