Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

Ye Buqing's style is well known to everyone who has come into contact with him, so there was no politeness during the meal, no words were spoken, and the food was served as soon as it was served.

The ten people from Hailin, Zhaoyi, Zhuang Ji and the others sat together at a large round table that was not too crowded. They sat down full of people, enjoying food and drinks, changing glasses. They had their own topics, and they were chatting happily.

Sitting here were two families who were familiar with Ye Buqing, and the atmosphere was warm. The former minister was holding An An and playing around, trying to make the child talk, which made everyone laugh.

Mr. Zhao was originally a foodie, but he was quite interested when he saw the child. He took An An over and played with it for a while, and then said to the former minister, "It's pretty strong, and it's well raised."

It's good now. Who knows what happened before? Minister Yuan sighed with emotion and said nothing. He picked up the wine glass and toasted Ye Buqing.

Jiang Lianming and Ye Buqing didn't communicate much at the table. They broke up on bad terms last time. Jiang Lianming looked at Ye Buqing several times and wanted to talk. The former minister had something to say to lead him over. As he was talking, the two of them wanted to leave. With everything in his hand, Jiang Lianming's hand was knocked up by Wen Manlian's chopsticks.

"You don't know what's going on?" Wen Manlian said.

Jiang Lianming looked at the wine glass reluctantly.

"Yes! Drink some soup, drink some soup, your stomach can't stand it!" Minister Yuan also advised me.

Jiang Lianming cast a sad look - Then don't toast me!

Both sides were lively and lively. After finishing the meal, Ye Buqing's fruit plate was also served quickly, so he could relieve his hangover and tiredness.

They actually got two tables of mahjong together. Jiang Lianming and the former minister hooked up with Yuan Wentong and Zhuang Ji. Over there, Yu Jinlian was so excited that he and Zhaoyi also formed a table.

Yuan Wentong was terrified, fearing that he would lose too much or win too much.

"What are you afraid of? It's not about making money, it's just fun!" said Minister Yuan.

"Huh? Who said you don't want to play with money? You all brought your points card, right? I have a transfer machine here, so don't even think about defaulting!"

Ye Buqing clapped his hands, and Yuan Wentong silently took out two transfer machines they used to collect money from his backpack.

Before serving the food, Ye Buqing said to Yuan Wentong, "Don't be afraid, the boss will take care of it for you. If you win, it's yours, if you lose, it's mine."

They were fighting fiercely at the table, and several people in the living room were competing to play games. Zhou Jifeng had already taken Yuan Mengtian and An An home, and the children went to bed early.

While everyone was busy, Ye Buqing took Director Zhan and Mr. Zhao to meet in an empty room.

Director Zhan carried a bag with him. After entering the room, he took out a stack of medical records from the bag.

"Have you brought everything?" Mr. Zhao asked.

Director Zhan spread out the documents in his hand and counted them one by one, "I am going to be discharged today. All the tests were done in the morning, including electrocardiogram, chest X-ray, abdominal CT, gastroscopy, blood routine, urinary and fecal routine, liver and kidney function, etc. Coagulation function, is that what it is?”

There was a stack of more than a dozen pieces of paper in a document bag. Mr. Zhao took it and looked at it, then nodded, "It's all there."

"When will it be done? I'll knock him out later?" Ye Buqing asked from the side.

Director Zhan swallowed secretly when he heard this, lowered his head and tried to block Ye Buqing's arrogance.

"He has just finished eating, do you want to leak his belly? Fast for eight hours before the operation, and you can't do it until tomorrow." Mr. Zhao put a stack of papers back into the bag and waved to Ye Buqing, "Let me go back first Rest, this is not something you can do for a while.”

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After sending Director Zhan off first, Ye Buqing asked the old man to go to the second floor and take the people into the city to rest.

She went to the mahjong room to see their results. To her surprise, Zhuang Ji turned out to be a powerful player in mahjong. She heard that he had already earned one or two hundred points.

Yuan Wentong, who sat at the same table, had a bitter look on his face and looked at Ye Buqing frequently.

The other table was temporarily tied, and everyone had a winner and a loser. Ye Buqing looked at it for a while and then retreated from the room.

Lin Li and Wen Manlian were talking in the restaurant. They sat together and ate the unfinished fruit on the table.

Those who were playing games took turns washing dishes, and the restaurant was much quieter.

Probably discussing Jiang Lianming's condition, Lin Li reached out and patted Wen Manlian on the back.

Ye Buqing went to sit on the sofa. Her heartbeat never calmed down throughout the night.

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"I'm good at fighting, but acting is really stressful." Ye Buqing muttered to himself as he leaned on the sofa.

If you only look at this courtyard and this house, no one will feel that the outside world is being devastated by infectious diseases and mutated animals and plants. There is laughter and laughter everywhere in the bright and spacious house, as if all the things that have happened are just bubble phantoms.

Ye Buqing deliberately did not remind them of the time. The card game lasted for more than six hours, and it was already after midnight when the game ended.

Wen Renxiao and the others still had to work on duty, so they drove away even though it was already one or two in the morning.

Although Yuan Wentong had stayed at Ye Buqing's place for a short time, he stopped by when Zhuang Ji and Zhaoyi were leaving, so he followed them back.

Most of the people left, leaving only the former minister and Jiang Lianming.

"Just sleep here for one night. There is a guest room and there is so much porridge left. I can help you eat some tomorrow morning." Ye Buqing said.

Minister Yuan and Jiang Lianming rarely had some leisure activities, and they were still in high spirits at the moment.

"Do you want to watch TV? I have a lot of Anti-Japanese War movies here." Ye Buqing continued to seduce him with conditions.

It was the former minister who laughed twice and sat down on the sofa with Jiang Lian Mingzhen, "Okay, let's follow the trend and watch a movie."

Lin Li and Wen Manlian exchanged helpless looks, and Ye Buqing led them to the guest bedroom.

This was all part of the plan. Ye Buqing had prepared everything perfectly. A neat and soft bed, a clean and spacious bathroom, bathrobes and pajamas were all placed in the closet. There was also a set of brand-name toiletries on the sink.

They are both official wives, so even if they are frugal, they are knowledgeable. Looking at the famous brand skin care products on the sink, their eyes light up.

No one had to do it before, and they didn't even think about it. Suddenly they saw these long-lost things, and when they looked in the mirror, they really felt that they hadn't taken care of themselves for a long time. Both of them had aged a lot in this year.

"Use it first. If you need anything, just call me. Just dry the clothes directly after washing." Ye Buqing said this to both of them.

The two old men went to work as much as they liked. Ye Buqing went back to the second floor to recharge his batteries and had a good sleep. When he opened his eyes the next day, it was only four in the morning.

Yesterday, dinner ended at about eight o'clock, and it has been more than seven hours now.

Jiang Lianming needs to fast for eight hours before the operation. After a while, he will meet the operation standards.

Entering the city-state, Ye Buqing found Mr. Zhao's house and saw the warm yellow light shining in the window, knowing that it was waiting for her.

Taking people down from the second floor, the first floor was still peaceful.

It was just early five o'clock at this time, the sky outside was still black, and the room was quiet.

"Can I have surgery?" Ye Buqing asked.

"There are still checks to be done and skins to be prepared. Don't keep asking." Mr. Zhao said.

"Is there anything wrong with what he ate yesterday?" After a while, Ye Buqing asked again.

"No problem, I didn't let him eat the spicy and heavy one. Why do you have so many questions? Are you nervous?" Mr. Zhao turned his head and looked at Ye Buqing, who had a layer of sweat on his forehead.

"A little bit, I'm afraid he will make trouble." Ye Buqing nodded and admitted.

"Have you communicated well with him?" Mr. Zhao asked.

"I'm ready to sharpen my sword before the battle." Ye Buqing said frankly.

Mr. Zhao glanced at her and remained silent.

The time came to half past five, and footsteps gradually sounded in the room. At first, Lin Li and Minister Yuan came out of the room. Both of them had freshened up. The reason for getting up so early was because Lin Li wanted to help cook, and Minister Yuan had to go early. went to the office to work.

The porridge in the kitchen has been heated up, Minister Yuan has finished eating, and a car has come to pick him up outside. Lin Li is worried that An An will cause trouble at night, and Yuan Mengtian will not sleep well, so she also leaves with the car.

At this time, only Ye Buqing, Doctor Zhao, Jiang Lianming and Wen Manlian were left in the whole house.

The sound of the engine outside the door gradually faded away. Ye Buqing gathered his energy and was about to get up when the sound of unlocking came from the door of another room.

"Click——"

Someone woke up among them.