Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

As soon as Ye Buqing returned to the event venue, the staff had already finished eating. The tables and floors were clean, and the plastic boxes were piled together in the corner. It was not sure whether Ye Buqing would recycle them, but they had not yet been thrown away.

Yuan Wentong knew that Ye Buqing would not want these things, but when he saw Ye Buqing coming, he didn't say much.

In case the boss doesn't want them, many people want to take these plastic boxes back to put things in. It would be better for the good man to make them for the boss.

When Ye Buqing got off the car and came over, Yuan Wentong took the initiative to ask.

Ye Buqing really didn't want them, so Yuan Wentong told his employees that they could handle those boxes themselves.

There was still more than an hour before the afternoon activity started. Some people wanted boxes, so they took the plastic boxes and went to the base to clean them. They were afraid that the boss would blame them, so they repeatedly promised that they would be back in less than half an hour.

At half past one, the crowd coming to participate in the afternoon competition gradually gathered around. Ye Buqing huddled aside and let Yuan Wentong do his work. She took a break and looked for a new target for the afternoon.

There were more people competing in the morning than in the afternoon, but there were a lot more people watching the excitement in the afternoon than in the morning. There was no other reason. In the afternoon, prizes were to be distributed. The champion had fifty pounds of meat. Even if he couldn't get it, the residents of Jiang City would also I want to see it and feast my eyes.

As for the residents of Hailin, the management there is strict and no one can sneak out to join in the fun.

Like in the morning, Ye Buqing walked back and forth among the crowd three times, screening them in order of 80 or above, 70 to 80, and 60 to 70.

The cooking competition ended as early as the morning. There were actually many people who came excitedly thinking that they would be able to eat food by coming to watch and act as audience judges. However, they found that they came to nothing and returned disappointed.

Ye Buqing remembered one thing. The clothing factory seemed to need a cook to cook for everyone. I don't know who the cooking champion will be today. If his character is good enough, he might as well decide on it.

Thinking like this, Ye Buqing walked away for a while, then took a step forward and bumped into someone.

The other person screamed loudly, which made Ye Buqing tremble. When he looked closely, he saw that the other person was actually a familiar face.

It's not quite accurate to say that. Ye Buqing is not familiar with that face, but is familiar with the other person's yellow hair like withered grass.

"You don't have eyes, and you bump into people when you see them!" the other party yelled angrily.

"Your eyes were covered by your hair? I didn't see you and you didn't see me? We bumped into each other. I didn't knock you over unilaterally, okay?" Ye Buqing glanced at her and didn't want to say more. Just pass her and leave.

"You! You broke my bag and you didn't even apologize?" The yellow-haired girl's tone suddenly turned pitiful. As soon as she finished speaking, she was on the verge of tears and was about to cry.

Ye Buqing's breath was stagnant, and she thought to herself: It's coming, isn't it? The green tea in the novel is finally going to dance in front of me, isn't it? !

Seeing that Ye Buqing didn't speak, the other party covered his face and whined twice, then passed the bag in his hand forward, "I spent a lot of money to buy the bag, can't you apologize to me if you broke it? That's too much! "

Ye Buqing was about to have an attack, when suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from the left and right and patted the yellow-haired girl aside, including her hand and bag. A middle-aged woman with long hair and gentle hair took back her hand, looked at the yellow-haired girl, frowned, and spoke softly. He said softly, "Little girl, although the other person didn't pay much attention to the road, I saw you hit him with my own eyes. Why are you still trying to hit him at such a young age?"

"What did you say? You are not young anymore!" The yellow-haired girl immediately jumped, "Auntie, you are not mistaken! My brand-name bag was damaged. What do you mean by helping the other party? Does she have any loss? No, right? !”

"That's not what you said. This bag of yours doesn't look new at all, and I can't see what's broken. You have to be merciful and please don't make trouble unreasonably." The middle-aged woman restrained herself. With an eyebrow, he glanced at the yellow-haired woman, sighed, and turned his head to the side, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

The yellow-haired girl was so angry that she fell down!

Ye Buqing was laughing like crazy next to him!

What does it mean to steal the chicken but lose the rice? What do you mean by the masses of the people who have good hearing and sight?

Isn't that what it is?

Ye Buqing carefully looked at the brand on the other person's body and found that he was someone who had been pre-accepted.

Even before he became my resident, he had already started to speak for me. Oh my god, this awareness is not ordinary!

Ye Buqing sneered, and the angry yellow-haired girl grabbed the bag tightly with both hands.

Just when she exerted force, the leather on the bag actually fell off like crumbs of paper.

There was a burst of discussion around, and many people quietly watched the excitement, looking at Zhang Yameng with substantial mockery.

"Oh my god, she's really talented..."

"The skin of that bag fell off as soon as I grabbed it, and I said it was damaged. It's so shameless..."

"It's so lively today. Did she come here to cause trouble? Did she do it on purpose?"

The crowd gradually became a little restless. A hand from the side stretched out and grabbed Zhang Yameng's arm and pulled her out. No, it was simply thrown out!

A pair of hands threw her out of the crowd without leaving any force behind.

Zhang Yameng couldn't stand firm and fell to the ground. She gritted her teeth and wanted to drink all the blood of the people in front of her!

At this time, a pair of hands gently helped her up, but whether it was intentional or not, the hand fell on her chest. The visitor tried his best to be gentle but still sounded a little greasy in her ear, "Miss, are you okay?"

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When Ye Buqing encounters a rough road, someone draws a sword to help him. This plot is so happy.

The afternoon game came to an end. Ye Buqing had used more than 10,000 special recruitment coupons, and still had more than 3,000 coupons left.

The tug-of-war competition was in full swing over there, and Ye Buqing's walkie-talkie rang, it was Yuan Wentong.

"Boss, it's almost over. Do you need to take out the prizes in advance?" Yuan Wentong asked.

Ye Buqing was still in the crowd, and the intercom was blaring loudly. People around him heard the sound and looked towards Ye Buqing with surprised eyes.

Ye Buqing lowered his head and walked away in a hurry, and asked Yuan Wentong, "How much meat are you counting over there? Do they save it all or take it away directly?"

"Take a thousand pounds first. I've printed pork coupons for them. If you need to save, you can use the coupons to exchange for meat."

Ye Buqing nodded and entered the parking lot. Not long after, a trailer came over. On the trailer were two large plastic boxes. It was hard to tell what was inside.

There was a burst of cheers at the tug-of-war venue over there, and it seemed that the result of the game was already known.

While Ye Buqing was leaving, Jiang Lianming and several ministers had already arrived. It had been discussed before that they would come as award guests to present awards.

After a busy day, Jiang Lianming was very happy to see the heated atmosphere here, and he smiled and talked with his friends beside the podium.

Seeing Ye Buqing coming over, the former director said in shock, "Xiaoye, why are you such a big boss here like this? Aren't you going to be on stage soon?"

It's not the former director's fault, but Ye Buqing's image at this time is indeed a bit disappointing to the audience.

It was still winter. Although she was dressed neatly in the morning, her wardrobe was actually full of casual clothes, which were loose and comfortable. She had been busy for another day. Now she was wearing dusty Martin boots and the overalls on her lower body were a bit dusty. , wearing a gray-white jacket on his upper body, with his head...

Wearing a crooked woolen hat on top of his head...

At this time, Boss Ye showed a very free and easy smile, "If you don't want to go on stage, why don't you invite some of the big shots?"

Minister Yuan and Jiang Lianming looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

This kid...

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Half an hour later, the staff cleared the competition venue and put all the tables, chairs and various tie rods into the clothing factory. Ye Buqing looked at the door and lamented that someone still had to come in to clean it.

The venue in front was all vacant, and the crowd gathered near the award podium. There were people standing two meters in front of the podium to maintain order, and of course to prevent anyone from coming over to grab prizes and cause trouble.

Yuan Wentong has compiled the list of winners of various competitions, holding a loudspeaker to keep the crowd quiet.

Tens of thousands of people gathered together, but even if he had a loudspeaker, his speaking voice was not very loud, so he repeated it many times.

When the crowd finally calmed down, Yuan Wentong cleared his throat, and just as he was about to speak again, he stretched out a hand from his side and replaced the plastic speaker in his hand with a microphone.

He looked over and saw that Ye Buqing was holding a small speaker used for square dancing in his other hand. He nodded to him and looked at him with encouraging eyes.

"I announce! The awards for each competition will now proceed!"