"I only eat steak that is 0.1 minute cooked. When the first ray of sunshine shines on the cow in the morning, it is ready to eat." - Lin Dong
...
early morning.
In the courtyard of the farm, a group of slaughter workers were carrying raw meat, but what was strange was that in addition to the meat, there were jars of bright red blood.
Under the bright morning sun, the glass jar glows with scarlet color, like fragrant grape wine.
"Brother Liu, what do you think happened to Boss Lin? The farm was doing a good job, but why were all the tens of thousands of livestock slaughtered?"
one of the slaughter workers asked curiously.
Another worker chimed in.
"Yes! The key is...what does he need so much plasma for?"
Foreman Lao Liu also didn't understand, but he didn't want to lose face.
“Don’t inquire about social affairs, and get to work.”
"Uh...ok."
The workers continue to be busy.
They wore masks, white gloves, and even their hair was wrapped.
Foreman Lao Liu continued to give instructions.
"Everyone must maintain hygiene. Even if a hair falls out of your body, Boss Lin will not pay you."
"I understand, brother Liu, don't worry."
The workers responded one after another.
However, there was a lot of discussion in private.
"Hey, have you heard? Boss Lin is not normal."
"What's wrong? I think he's fine. What's wrong?"
"He is mysophobic and hates dirty things."
"Oh, no wonder! What did I say about him..."
"Ahem! Stop talking."
"...."
During the discussion, one person coughed quickly, interrupting their conversation.
Because not far away, a young man walked up. He was tall and tall, wearing a white shirt and was spotless.
His fair face and three-dimensional facial features were like finely crafted handicrafts, and he looked extremely handsome.
The young man walking in the morning sun should give people a feeling of warmth, but there was a bit of indifference in his narrow eyes.
Foreman Lao Liu quickly ran forward.
"Boss Lin, your 1,500 cows, 3,000 pigs, and more than 10,000 chickens have all been slaughtered."
"Um."
Lin Dong nodded and glanced at the fresh meat wrapped in plastic wrap and the jars of scarlet plasma, feeling very satisfied.
"Just pay your wages."
"Thank you, then we will have a happy cooperation."
Foreman Liu looked happy and subconsciously stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
But Lin Dong stood there, staring at the hand, motionless.
Foreman Liu then remembered something and looked embarrassed, because Lin Dong was indeed a bit of a germophobe and didn't like to have physical contact with others. This was an unwritten rule.
"Boss Lin, let's go back first. I hope to cooperate with you next time."
Foreman Liu smiled sarcastically and retracted his hand angrily.
immediately.
He took several workers with him, left the yard, got into a minibus, and drove away quickly.
Lin Dong watched them go away.
Walking to the raw meat and jars of blood, with a wave of his hand, these things magically disappeared.
Of course, the flesh and blood did not disappear.
Instead, it was received by Lin Dong into the storage space.
The length, width and height of this space are 1,000 meters each. Time inside is completely static. Things will be the same as they are stored in and taken out, and there will be no change at all.
The reason for doing this is because Lin Dong is a reborn person.
Reborn half a month before the end.
And there is so much more storage space.
The horrific doomsday scenes are still vivid in our minds. Zombies are rampant, mutant monsters are infested, and humans are short of supplies. They will fight for a piece of bread or a bottle of clean water.
He even betrayed his former relatives and close friends and completely tore off the pretense of kindness.
If ordinary people were reborn before the end of the world, their first thought would definitely be to hoard a large amount of supplies, food, water, etc. But Lin Dong prefers raw meat and blood.
Because...he is a zombie!
Flesh and blood is so important to zombies. It is not just as simple as food. Zombies eat flesh and blood and can absorb the energy from it. They will continue to become stronger and evolve into zombie kings.
A zombie fed with enough flesh and blood can grow at an unimaginably terrifying rate.
Anyway.
Flesh is the source of zombie evolution!
So how strong Lin Dong can become depends on how much flesh and blood he can eat!
At this time, he received another call from supermarket employee Su Xiaorou.
"Boss, the 100,000 frozen steaks, 10,000 chicken wishbones, and 10 tons of fine steaks you ordered have all arrived."
"Oh, tell the major suppliers to continue placing orders."
Lin Dong ordered.
"What? Still deciding?"
Su Xiaorou sounded surprised, "But...Boss, our working capital is no longer enough, and we can't even pay the deposit."
"I'll take care of the money matter, just go ahead and make the decision."
"Oh, that's okay."
Su Xiaorou agreed.
But I was still puzzled. Why would I stock up on so many goods if I didn’t have any money? Is it going to be the end of the world?
........
Lin Dong owns a breeding farm, a supermarket, and two properties, all of which were purchased with his parents' inheritance.
When Lin Dong couldn't remember, his parents passed away. At that time, he didn't even have a meal...
Later, he was sent to an orphanage, where he grew up. After reaching legal age, he inherited his parents' property.
Then slowly become bigger and stronger and create greater brilliance.
Although the industry is not small, Lin Dong's liquidity is not much.
Now the most valuable things are already in his storage space.
"The end will begin in ten days. We need to get some money to continue stocking up on supplies."
Lin Dong was thinking about it when he suddenly saw a Mercedes-Benz G and a Wuling Hongguang coming on the road outside the farm.
Inside Wuling Hongguang, there were several gangsters with colorfully dyed hair.
If ordinary people saw them, they would definitely have a headache, but Lin Dong raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Give me a pillow when you're dozing off, and the money-spreading boy is here..."
As the Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped, a middle-aged man walked out of it, wearing casual clothes and a large gold chain. He held a bag under his arm and took one step at a time.
He is a well-known developer in Jiangbei City, Zhao Peng, who has long been interested in the land of Lindong Breeding Farm and feels that if he develops and builds real estate here, he will definitely make a lot of money in the future.
But Lin Dong was stubborn and would not sell it to him no matter what the conditions were, so he never reached an agreement.
Since inducement failed, Zhao Peng decided to use coercion.
So he brought a kind of thug boy, thinking of putting some pressure on Lin Dong.
"Boss Lin, you're fine!"
Zhao Peng walked into the yard, and behind him were several young men who were carefree. There were tattoos on their chests and arms, including shrimps, hairtails, etc., which did feel a bit oppressive.
But Lin Dong's expression remained as usual.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao."
"Brother Lin, you should know my purpose of coming. How are you thinking about this land?"
Zhao Peng got straight to the point, and his attitude was quite polite. He planned to be polite first and then apply pressure later.
But Lin Dong suddenly nodded.
"Well, after thinking about it, I can sell it to you at the price you paid before."
"What?"
Zhao Peng looked surprised, obviously he did not expect that Lin Dong actually agreed.
Even the gangsters behind looked at each other.
Did you get the wrong script?
"You...you really agreed?"
Zhao Peng couldn't believe it and wanted to confirm again.
Lin Dong nodded.
"Well, don't let Mr. Zhao make a lot of money because of my three-thirds of an acre of land."
"Hahahaha, okay!"
Zhao Peng was immediately overjoyed, thinking that this boy had a good awakening, and Wei Junjie, the master of Western things...
"Brother Lin, let's sign the contract directly."
He took out a contract from his armpit bag. He had been preparing it for many days and always carried it with him. It finally came into use today.
Lin Dong agreed, sat down in the yard, took out a pen, and started signing page by page.
The land for this breeding farm is not small. According to the market price, it was sold for 120 million yuan.
Zhao Peng still felt that the incident happened suddenly and asked.
"Brother Lin, what happened to this breeding farm? Why did you suddenly figure it out and sell it?"
"Because I'm short of money."
Lin Dong said without raising his head.
"Lack of money?"
Zhao Peng rolled his eyes and felt that this reason was very reasonable. In addition to his real estate development business, he also had a side business, which was loan sharking.
After all, these thugs under his command were not raised in vain.
Then an idea flashed in my mind, and I thought of another money-making opportunity.
"Brother Lin, are you still short of money now? Maybe... Brother Zhao can help you?"
"oh?"
Lin Dong paused while signing, then slowly raised his head and looked at Zhao Peng's face. Suddenly, he felt that his face was extremely handsome and cute.
Because the end is coming soon, he not only buys the breeding farm, but also lends it to himself.
Simply an angel on earth.
In tears...
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