"That's almost it. These are the biggest opportunities in Subei City in the early stage."
Looking at the note on the table, Chen Xuan's face lit up with joy.
In fact, Chen Xuan was well aware of opportunities not only in Subei City, but also in China as a whole, including some overseas opportunities, as long as they were not high-level secrets.
After all, in his previous life, because he lagged behind others, he regretted it every day and often reviewed it habitually.
Therefore, he is familiar with some opportunities that arise at home and abroad, especially in Subei City. There are no opportunities, big or small, that he does not know about.
After writing the note, Chen Xuan fumbled for a pack of cigarettes from his waist and lit it.
The smoky atmosphere makes people feel a little drifting.
In the apocalypse, it is no exaggeration to say that a pack of cigarettes can keep an A-list female star company for one night.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Chen Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, enjoying this feeling unusually.
"Dad, there's a call, Dad..."
While he was smoking a cigarette, Chen Xuan's phone rang. He took out his cell phone from his clothes and the caller ID was Xu Shizhu.
"Hey, damn Chen Xuan, do you want to do this anymore? Go back to the company and go to work tomorrow. If you don't come tomorrow, don't come here again in this life. Not to mention last month's salary, I won't pay you this month's salary." …”
On the other end of the phone came the roaring and constant insults of a middle-aged man.
Xu Dahai, Chen Xuan's department manager, has a fat body of more than 200 kilograms and is known as Xu Fat Pig.
In his previous life, Chen Xuan was already weak and suffered a lot.
Not only that, on the day of the apocalypse, he was deceived by the fat pig and almost died from the zombie wave. Fortunately, he was lucky and escaped. However, Chen Xuan was seriously injured at the time and his life was hanging by a thread, and he almost died.
Chen Xuan still remembers this grudge to this day.
Chen Xuan's face was gloomy and he sneered, holding the unburned cigarette in his hand:
"You damn fat pig, I will kill you sooner or later."
The sudden sound instantly silenced Xu Dahai.
The voice was a bit hoarse and cruel.
This is Chen Xuan's voice! ?
He, he dares to scold me! ?
"Fuck, you damn Chen Xuan, old..."
Xu Dahai's roaring voice continued, but Chen Xuan had no patience to listen anymore, snorted coldly, and pressed down the phone.
He's just a dead fat pig, he won't be able to jump around for long.
However, if it hadn't been for this fat pig in his previous life, Chen Xuan wouldn't have been injured in the early stage.
"If I let you dance around for one more day, I will chop off your pig's head with my own hands tomorrow."
Chen Xuan sneered, his unruly face full of unscrupulousness.
law?
ridiculous.
The end of the world is coming, and the law is of no use.
After taking a look at the note in front of him, Chen Xuan took the unburned cigarette in his hand and lit it.
The note blossomed into a ball of sparks, and a moment later became a ball of ashes.
Everything on the note is printed in his mind and cannot be known by others.
………
afternoon.
After lunch, Chen Xuan calculated his entire net worth.
I have worked for two years after graduation, plus I saved some money from my part-time job at school, totaling 135,322.5.
More than 130,000 yuan, these are all Chen Xuan's savings.
However, after tomorrow, this money will be a pile of waste paper, hard to wipe your butt, and of no use.
But...the money is still useful today.
In the early days of the end of the world, the most important things are not food and water, but weapons.
The strength and physical toughness of zombies far exceed those of humans. Ordinary weapons like kitchen knives would be difficult to leave any trace on zombies.
It just so happened that Chen Xuan knew a weapons store that sold high-quality weapons, enough to allow him to gain a foothold in the early stages of the apocalypse.
He only heard about this weapons store after spending many years in the apocalypse. It was said that the owner of the weapons store was a seventh-level superpower in the apocalypse and was not weak in strength.
After tidying up a little, Chen Xuan changed into a black short-sleeved shirt and denim trousers. His fair face looked a little evil, and he smiled in the mirror before leaving.
It's just that the smile is not warm, but mixed with a bit of evil.
According to the location in his memory, Chen Xuan took a taxi. The driver was a middle-aged uncle. As soon as he got in the car, he kept laughing and talking. His middle-aged and fat face was filled with a happy smile.
It's a pity that this smile has become a rare item after the end of the world.
"Young man, we've arrived."
Just as he was thinking about it, the middle-aged driver turned his head and said with a smile.
Lao Zhou's grocery store.
It's here.
Chen Xuan nodded:
"How much?"
"Forty-two and a half dollars, I'll count you as forty-two."
The middle-aged driver said with a smile.
"Two hundred, no need to look for it. I wish you a happy day."
For ordinary people, today is the last happy day. In the days to come, there will be no joy except fear and death.
After saying that, Chen Xuan opened the car door and got out of the car without any hesitation.
"Why…"
Watching Chen Xuan leaving gracefully, the middle-aged driver scratched his thin hair and looked at the two hundred yuan in his hand with curiosity, but then he was overjoyed.
"This young man is really handsome. He's just a little strange, but he's quite generous with his actions. Forget it, let's get off work early today and buy some delicious food for my baby girl..."
Lao Zhou's grocery store.
Inside were some normal household utensils, pots, pans, kitchen knives and the like, nothing out of the ordinary.
"Hello, what would you like to order? The shop has pots, pans and everything."
Seeing Chen Xuan walk in, the middle-aged boss greeted him with a smile.
He has a strong build, about 1.8 meters tall, and is very strong. He has a smile on his dark face and has calluses on his hands. He works all year round and looks ordinary, like an ordinary middle-aged man.
But Chen Xuan is a figure who has been struggling in the apocalypse for several years. Naturally, he can tell at a glance that the middle-aged man in front of him is not simple.
He smiled and said:
"Do you really have everything?"
"of course."
Zhou Xiong pointed around, and there were all kitchen utensils available.
"Then...do you have any weapons?"
arms?
Zhou Xiong, who was originally calm, suddenly raised his eyebrows and his face became a little unnatural. But when he saw Chen Xuan's young appearance, he smiled and said:
"Little brother, I have a kitchen knife and a fruit knife here. Do you need them?"
The corners of Chen Xuan's mouth curved:
"Then...the murder knife, do you have it?"
The gloomy words immediately made Zhou Xiong's heart skip a beat.
Especially the aura on Chen Xuan's body, as if he had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Although he looked thin and frail, he seemed to be a ruthless character.
It's just that their kind of business is shady and only acquaintances.
"Haha, little brother is joking, this kind of thing is illegal, how could I have..."
Zhou Xiong continued to play haha.
Chen Xuan shrugged nonchalantly and didn't reply. He wandered around the store and glanced around as if he was looking for something.
At this time, Zhou Xiong was also a little unsure of Chen Xuan's pulse.
Who is this guy?
I haven't heard of a new person in the circle.
