Everything that happened now indeed brought back some long-lasting memories in Tian Feng's mind.
After all, he has lived in two lives, and the life he lived before the natural disaster in his last life has actually been many years since he is now.
Thinking about when he first started working, he was just an ordinary employee. Not to mention the management, he had to be careful to please even the old employees.
Even though he was a supervisor one level above him, he had to always figure out what the other person was thinking and then act in accordance with the other person's ideas.
I have worked diligently for several years, but because I have no connections and no connections, I have never been promoted.
As for the management, everyone will do everything possible to please and cater to all their preferences.
The people below have to work hard to complete the tasks assigned by the management casually.
Even if the management farts, there will be people who want to stick it up their buttocks and smell it.
Compared with them, Tian Feng really felt like dirt on the ground.
Why is this so? It's not because of the word "right" that different classes are formed and people are divided into three, six or nine grades.
Back then, Tian Feng stayed on the bottom floor and was an out-and-out worker...
But now, everything has changed.
The management in this hotel can only be regarded as the working class, that is, the ordinary guests who have occupied the kitchen.
Those who are one level higher than them, those upper-class people, were the CEOs of various companies.
For this class, mansions, luxury cars, wealth, and women are just things within easy reach for them.
Compare the management to them, the management is like dirt on the ground, they need to fawn over and please.
Compared with them, Tian Feng in the past was not even considered as dirt on the ground, and he even felt that he would not have any interaction with such a big shot.
They are simply dust in the soil, humble to the core.
But just such a group of beings, at this moment, have become a group of "dogs" under Tian Feng.
I have to say, fate has its way with people!
But everything is traceable and remains true to its roots.
Whoever has control over resources, that is, materials, and has the ability to protect and distribute them, has the right.
Before the end, Tian Feng relied on the memory of his previous life to seize various advantages and obtained a room to protect his safety, as well as a large amount of supplies.
Think about it, this is no different from those capitals that rely on cutting-edge news and seize the opportunity to make a fortune.
When capital grows to a certain extent, it will form a monopoly and protect wealth, which is similar to this three-story underground room.
So now, Tian Feng has the highest power in this hotel.
However, for the time being, it’s just in this hotel.
Don’t forget, even those upper-class people in the past, no matter how much money they had or how big the company they opened was.
They also have people they are afraid of, and there are people at a higher level than them, and that is the official high-level officials!
Even the rooms on the three underground floors of this hotel were originally built to entertain official high-level guests.
The existence of that class, if they want anything, they don't need to open their mouths, just a look or a hint, someone will solve it for them.
Even if a natural disaster occurs and the world is at its end, those who can mobilize resources first are still those people...
Two days later.
Through surveillance, Tian Feng saw that the upper class people had begun to set up traps around the outside of the hotel in batches.
With his index finger bent and tapping on the table, Tian Feng thought to himself;
"The third wave of extreme heat will arrive around 6pm today."
"Then the fourth wave of extreme heat, which is the strongest, should come in a week's time."
"At that time, civil unrest will occur in some official refuge bases in Jiaodong City."
"As the saying goes, there is a devil in everyone's heart, trapped by the shackles of hope."
"Despair is the key to unlocking the shackles. Then the devil will break out of the cage and emerge singing bloody hymns!"
"There is no way. In the apocalypse, I don't know how many people will lose their last hope and eventually become crazy because their former happiness has disappeared."
"Those who have always held power, some of them are unavoidable. The day they arrive is not far away. I hope there is enough time left for me..."
After thinking about this, Tian Feng took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fang Minhui;
[There are many people over there who can't hold it in anymore. Although there are various kinds of salt-baked food, there is no cigarettes or alcohol. 】
[Have you told them my conditions? As long as more than the average person agrees, I feel it shouldn’t be difficult. 】
Soon, Fang Minhui sent a reply;
[About half of the people are indeed shaken by the conditions you proposed, but... they don't want to go out and take risks. 】
[Because no one knows when that terrible extreme heat wave will come again. If you are outside then, you will definitely be burned to death instantly. 】
Seeing this information, Tian Feng smiled;
[Don’t worry, I can know in advance when the extreme heat wave will come. As long as you listen to me, there will be no danger. 】
[I know that there is no basis for what you say, and many people absolutely don’t believe it. 】
[But the opportunity to verify is coming soon. At six o'clock this afternoon, a wave of extreme heat will hit. 】
[If it turns out that my prediction is right, those people should have nothing to worry about, right? 】
After sending these messages, after waiting for a while, Fang Minhui’s reply came back;
[Do I have to go out to work? A large number of them are managers and senior executives from various companies in the past. 】
[So they seem to be reluctant to work, saying that it is okay to direct and supervise other people's work, but in that case, the hotel employees will have objections again...]
Tian Feng smacked his lips and his fingers flew on the screen;
[It’s strange that the hotel employees have no objections. They are working-class people. They were oppressed in the past. Now it’s the end of the world. Who wants to still be oppressed? 】
[Those guys are the same. At this time, they still regard themselves as high-paid members of the management? 】
[The upper-class people outside were still their bosses before, but now they have listened to me and started working. 】
[Why can’t these high-salaried people in management be ashamed? Really impressed! 】
[Just wait, around five o'clock in the afternoon, there will be obvious abnormalities in the sky. 】
[I will also ask people who are working outside to come back early at that time, and then go to soak in water in their respective rooms to cope with the extreme heat wave. 】
[Having my prediction will only make you safer. You will report to me what they choose then. 】
After reading this, Fang Minhui seemed to have something in mind and asked a question;
[A Feng, how on earth do you know all this, and...from the very beginning, you seem to have known that there would be a natural disaster? 】
