"Take advantage of your luck and win two more!"
I don’t know how many people have heard this sentence, and many people have even said it themselves.
Because no matter playing cards, playing games, or doing anything else.
When everything is going smoothly, it will inevitably give people the feeling of a smooth sailing situation.
In this kind of feeling, it is difficult for people to stop, and their predictions will gradually deviate from the actual situation.
I always feel that I am lucky and good things will come one after another.
At this time, some people in the kitchen, most of whom were hotel employees, had this mentality, and their voices became more and more excited;
"Mr. Zou is finally back! Finally someone makes the decision for us!"
"Generally, Mr. Zou is very generous to us, so he won't be too harsh on us this time, right?"
After hearing these words, the hoarse and deep voice came from outside the door again;
"Of course, don't worry, I will use the highest authority to open the door to the room on the third floor underground and drive the person named Tian out."
"At that time, all of you can also live in it. After all, I know it best. The temperature is suitable and the supplies are abundant."
"Especially when it comes to food, when I was designing that room, I had someone build a secret warehouse filled with all kinds of ingredients."
"Even if all of us eat it, it will be enough for a year and a half!"
As soon as these words came out, most people yearned for it.
Although the taste of the various salt-baked meats was okay, they were so salty that you had to drink two sips of water after one bite.
After three days of not eating or drinking, who wouldn't want to eat some normal food? Just thinking about rice, steamed buns, etc. makes my mouth water.
Manager Tan swallowed and said with a trembling voice;
"Mr. Zou... no, brother-in-law, you are back!"
"You don't even know how I got here in the past few days without you..."
Good guy, Manager Tan didn't shy away from suspicion now and directly called Mr. Zou brother-in-law.
However, since the natural disaster struck, he has been flattering himself among the upper class people.
However, in the end, he was abandoned because of a small mistake.
This also made him understand that it doesn't matter, other rich people don't take him for granted!
It's completely unlike Mr. Zou, who takes good care of him because he has a... relationship with his sister.
Sure enough, connections are never something that comes out of thin air, and the wisdom of people is a subject that many people cannot figure out in their entire lives.
Outside the door, a hoarse and deep voice came again;
"It's okay, I'm back, everything is no problem."
"Hurry up and open this door first, and then follow me to the third underground floor. Let's live in a good room and eat good food."
After hearing this, Manager Tan and all the hotel employees were excited and prepared to open the door.
But they didn't know that in fact, Mr. Zou died two nights ago. How could he come back?
The fact is that the hoarse and deep voice outside the door was the voice of a paunchy upper-class man, holding his throat!
It turns out that it was long before these upper-class people took action.
Through his familiarity with Mr. Zou, Mr. Qi selected a person from a group of people who had the most similar voice to Mr. Zou, and then whispered;
"In a moment, try to make your voice as low as possible, preferably a little hoarse. Just say it was because you were heated outside."
"In this way, they are separated by a door and cannot hear it so clearly, which is enough to confuse the fake with the real thing."
"Remember, we only have one chance. No matter what, we have to trick them into opening the door."
"Even if it's just a crack, I'll shoot them before they can see your face!"
This scene was all seen by Tian Feng, who was in the room on the third floor underground and was always paying attention to the surveillance.
Tian Feng held his chin and thought for a moment, the corners of his mouth gradually curved, and then sent a message to Fang Minhui on his mobile phone...
On the other hand, so far, Mr. Qi's plan is successful, and victory is in sight.
However, at the critical moment when the door was about to be opened, several of the working-class people behind came running over.
"Don't open the door! Even if your boss Zou comes back, I don't think they are so good. Maybe they have bad intentions!"
"Yes, maybe they encouraged us to go down just like before, just to be cannon fodder for them and to take bullets."
"That's right, have you forgotten the dozen people who were beaten to death down there last time? They serve as a warning to others!"
"The people in the room on the third floor underground have A cards in their hands. They can open the door but can't move in."
As soon as these words came out, Manager Tan and the hotel employees regained their sense and stopped opening the door.
Mr. Qi and others outside the door can naturally hear these words.
The upper-class person who pretended to be Mr. Zou spoke quickly after receiving some instructions from Mr. Qi;
"You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. I know the various functions in that room best."
"With my highest authority, I can directly cut off the water and power inside from the outside, and even shut down the ventilation system."
"At that time, the air in the room more than ten meters underground will become thinner and thinner until the man named Tian is suffocated to death from inside."
"Even if the guy surnamed Tian wants to come out and fight with us, he can't do it. I also locked the door with my authority. He will definitely have no choice but to die!"
At this point, he paused, swallowed and continued to hold his throat;
"It won't be too late for us to go down after he's dead."
"But in that case, it will take some time before that happens."
"After all, the space in the three underground rooms is so large. It will take several days for the oxygen to be completely consumed."
"So, please open the door first, take out the supplies and share them. Let's spend the waiting time together and then live downstairs together."
It sounds like there is nothing wrong with these words.
So Manager Tan and everyone were a little shaken again, and those working-class people were also hesitant.
Just at this time, Fang Minhui received a message on her mobile phone.
To be honest, when she learned that "Mr. Zou" was back, Fang Minhui was a little confused and wavered.
Even though Tian Feng gave her ointment to treat burns, he also promised that he would give her enough food and water if he did good things in the future.
But the human heart is never satisfied, and always wants more and a more comfortable life.
So when those working-class people hesitated, her mind was also swayed.
After a while, I heard someone starting to say to Manager Tan;
"Okay, if there's no danger, we can come up with supplies and tide over the difficulties together."
"Yeah, but we have to agree in advance this time. Now that we have paid, we will be treated well when we live down here."
After hearing these words, there was no need for Manager Tan to say anything. The fake Mr. Zou outside the door hurriedly said;
"Don't worry, we all share the same difficulties. When conditions improve in the future, we will naturally share the blessings."
"And we are all reputable businessmen in Jiaodong City. We are talking about integrity. Please open the door quickly."
This cake is really big and round, and the people inside the door are getting more and more excited...
