"Well, let's go down." The middle-aged man waved his hand and motioned for Lao Xu to leave.
But the moment Lao Xu opened the door, the middle-aged man followed up again: "Wait a minute!"
Hearing this, Lao Xu stopped, turned around and rushed back: "Captain, what else can you do?"
"Ah, um, people outside, listen, from now on, whenever Lao Xu comes over, it can be anytime!"
"Yes, Captain!"
After receiving confirmation from the guard outside, the middle-aged man continued: "Okay, Old Xu, go ahead. You don't need to say hello if you come back later. You have the privilege!"
"Yes! Thank you Captain!"
Lao Xu thanked you!
Leave, close the door!
After Lao Xu left, the middle-aged man's eyes gradually became cold.
Lao Xu's existence has made him feel an obvious crisis.
If he let the past go, he would definitely have to take some measures to suppress it.
But right now, he can't use any means.
Not only cannot it be done, but Lao Xu must be reused.
This makes middle-aged people very helpless.
Under normal circumstances, if he still has a capable person under his command, he can probably use this person to create a conflict with Lao Xu, and then restrain each other and balance the power.
Unfortunately, none of the idiots in the inspection and management team under him can compete with Lao Xu.
No matter what, I must not let Xu get involved in this material matter.
Walking out of the middle-aged man's office, Lao Xu was in a serious mood.
Overall, the conversation was not successful.
Lao Xu wanted to know the information but basically didn't understand it.
The only good thing is that the food, drinks and supplies are in the museum. This is the best news I have heard today.
What worries Lao Xu is that the middle-aged man is so cautious.
He was afraid that he had no intention of distributing these supplies to the survivors below.
In other words, only a small part will be given.
This kind of thing is too common in the last days, let alone in this gymnasium.
Take a look at what the residents of the stadium eat on a daily basis.
Lao Xu firmly believed that this middle-aged man would definitely not just eat three meals and get enough water.
This was the case in the past, but now that supplies are in short supply, middle-aged people may be even more demanding.
If he does this, it will most likely lead to a riot in the stadium!
The middle-aged man himself said that he was able to stabilize the situation in the past only by garrisoning troops.
Now that there is no garrison and no actual armed force, if the survivors start a riot, how can the thirty or so people in the inspection and management team alone be of any use?
Although they had great power in the gymnasium in the past, the survivors here were afraid of them.
But under the current circumstances, people may not be afraid of them if they cause trouble.
After all, what they wanted in the past was stability.
Even if you are suppressed in the gym, you can still eat and drink, and your life is guaranteed.
It's okay to be suppressed by the inspection and management team, just bear with it.
But now, there are zombies invading both inside and outside the stadium, and the lives of residents are no longer guaranteed.
If food and drink are severely restricted, or even deprived of food, and driven by extreme hunger, it is difficult for survivors not to take risks.
In addition, the survivors already have deep grievances with the inspection and management team. If some idiots act excessively during the enforcement period, it will easily intensify public anger.
When the time comes, there will always be dead survivors, so who will care about the identity of your inspection and management team?
To put it bluntly, this is just like those so-called company bosses and managers.
He usually treats five or six of his subordinates, and he is very capable of criticizing others.
But they never thought that he was awesome, but his subordinates only regarded him as a figure.
Wait until the day I stop fucking you, you are nothing!
So respect is mutual. Thinking of this, Lao Xu couldn't help but feel worried.
It seems that there is still a lot that needs to be done in this stadium.
The first problem is to resolve the conflict between the inspection management team and the survivors.
Lao Xu needs to minimize the possibility of conflicts arising from the enforcement process of the inspection management team.
Outside the third floor, Lao Xu bumped into Hu Xiaodong who was returning from inspection.
After the meeting, Hu Xiaodong naturally wanted to ask questions, but was interrupted by Lao Xu: "Where is Lei Zi?"
He was stunned for a moment, then Hu Xiaodong replied: "Oh, Lei Zi and others are downstairs, we are patrolling on different floors. What? Lao Xu has something to do with him?"
"Let's go find him!" Lao Xu ordered without saying anything.
Now that Lao Xu had spoken, Hu Xiaodong had nothing to say, so he followed behind and they both went downstairs.
Also at the corner of the corridor, Xu and Hu met Lei Tong.
Now that they were gathered together, Lao Xu got down to the topic: "How was it? What were the results of the inspection? Did you find any problems?"
"I don't have any here." Hu Xiaodong replied, his eyes narrowing.
Lei Tong raised his hands and said, "It's okay, everything is fine."
"Yes, nod." After receiving the reply from Hu Xiaodong and Lei Tong that everything was fine, Old Xu felt relieved.
Forget it, he continued: "I went to see that person just now, mainly to tell him about the supply problem of the gymnasium."
"Ah, yes, I thought of this when I was patrolling upstairs. Now it seems that everything inside our gymnasium is safe. The main problem is the supply issue."
They have all come through hard work outside. Hu Xiaodong has experienced every step of the team's growth. He clearly understands the importance of material reserves for a team.
From the earliest days when he, Tang Xiaoquan, Acheng, and Wang Qiang formed a team, to a team of ten people in the middle period, and now to a team of dozens of people, their lives are constantly changing, and the only constant is the difficulty of getting supplies.
And now there are hundreds of people in the gymnasium. Under the current special situation where it is impossible to go out, the amount of supplies is even more important.
"Company Commander, what did that guy say, how long can our current gym supplies last?" Lei Tong also realized that the problem was serious and asked with a frown.
Old Xu shook his head and sighed helplessly: "He doesn't know that this place has always been used to supply supplies to the army stationed in the museum. That guy has never kept statistics. Every time there is a shortage of food, he makes a report and applies for it. He doesn't have to worry about anything, so... …”
"Damn! That's it for the captain! What did their inspection and management team do! A bunch of useless trash!" Lei Tong cursed angrily.
When Hu Xiaodong heard this, he quickly patted Lei Tong's back. After that, he turned his head and glanced upstairs. After making sure that no one was there, he whispered: "Let's not discuss this matter rashly, so as not to hear through the wall."
After all, this is a gym for middle-aged people. Hu Xiaodong may not care about middle-aged people, but the other party has been operating here for more than a year, so his ability cannot be underestimated.
Not to mention the team of more than thirty people, the middle-aged man alone is not a simple guy.
Hu Xiaodong has been in shopping malls for more than ten years and has seen a lot of people, so when it comes to recognizing people and things, he thinks he still has a good grasp of things.
So like Lao Xu, he felt that middle-aged people were not simple.
It's best to be on guard when dealing with such people.
As for the middle-aged subordinates, although they don't have much ability, they are all very good at flattering others and putting on small shoes.
