In the quiet elevator, Fang Xiaomei grabbed the dining car in front of her, looked at the mirror-like elevator room, and looked at her clothes.
Wearing clean jeans and a very neat black waiter jacket equipped at the transaction point, it is obvious at a glance that her current identity and status is that of a handyman waiter.
The waiter's overalls were not too big, and with the sweater she was wearing underneath, she didn't look too bulky.
You can see the reflection of the stainless steel in the elevator, and a fairly clean girl with a somewhat forced smile.
"Hey, I'm a flight attendant, and now I'm a waiter.
It's really miserable."
Fang Xiaomei sighed to herself, but soon the elevator stopped and she saw the 2 sign on the display screen, which was bright red and bright.
She took a deep breath, facing the stainless steel surface at the back, arranging her hair, and with nervousness that could be seen at a glance, she pushed the dining cart out of the elevator.
It was her first time to come to the bright second floor of the underground garage, but she had been there just now with Sister Yan who delivered cold dishes, but she did not step out of the elevator.
As I pushed the car and walked towards the elevator exit, I could hear the men's conversation gently echoing in the huge empty space of the underground garage.
Although the space was brightly lit, Fang Xiaomei felt indescribably nervous and slightly depressed.
I quickly pushed the dining cart and walked past several pillars.
I could see a very large rectangular European-style dining table.
It was placed wantonly in a place that could be easily seen as a garage passage.
A group of men sat on the left and right sides of the dining table, each with their own expressions.
Different, sitting there quietly.
Smoke was floating, and people were chatting in low voices.
They seemed to be very concerned about today's dinner.
Fang Xiaomei did not dare to neglect, and quickly pushed the cart forward.
Her eyes naturally swept across the crowd and looked at a man sitting on the main table at the front of the long table.
The man has a short hair and an appearance that is not outstanding, but can make people feel an evil spirit.
The man is holding a cigar casually, leaning on a leather armchair, holding red wine in his right hand, and is tasting it.
When Fang Xiaomei saw the man turning to look at her, she immediately shuddered and lowered her head.
She could feel a feeling of being scanned, a feeling as if someone was looking through her from top to bottom.
Pushing the dining cart, he walked to the empty dish placement area in the middle of the dining table, brought the two plates of dishes from the dining cart to the dining table one after another, and then opened the lid.
“Kung Pao Chicken” Fang Xiaomei nervously called out the name of the dish, looked at the still steaming dishes, and then pushed the cart back.
No one paid attention to him.
Most of the dozen or so people sitting there glanced at her and stopped paying attention.
Some people stared at her figure and face for a few times, and then stopped looking at her.
Now No one has any idea who is here and what the occasion is.
Fang Xiaomei pushed the dining cart and quickly walked to the elevator.
Before she pressed the button, she saw the elevator door opened, and another girl like herself, another waiter, came out.
"Sister Yan" The woman looked up and saw that it was her, and replied, "Xiao Mei, don't be in a daze, come up quickly, Brother Shao is very busy."
Fang Xiaomei looked at the woman in front of her who was not much older than herself, nodded, walked around her and walked into the elevator.
Seeing the woman sticking her buttocks out, as if she was deliberately swaying to push the dining car, Fang Xiaomei forgot to press the elevator button for a moment.
The second floor of the underground garage is quiet and bright.
It is different from the chaotic first floor of the garage.
Spiders did not visit the second floor, so there are not many zombies and there are not so many messy things.
After Jiang Shan also considered it, he planned to use the second floor as a private place for himself and the people inside the trading point to conduct sports training and do some things that were not easy for survivors to see.
Jiang Shan's plan is generally very clear.
The garage on the first floor will definitely be used.
When the number of people in the stronghold increases, the means of transportation will definitely be useful.
As the surrounding area of Wanda Plaza is continuously developed by survivors, various means of transportation will be used, and the garage will be used. began his effect.
At the airport base, some people were renting out scooters and bicycles as a way to earn gold.
Once the trading point opened, many people were trying to survive by earning gold and diamonds that they could buy at the trading point.
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They made a living in various ways.
All kinds of strange things will appear in the doorways.
Therefore, Jiang Shan has long planned to use the first floor of the garage for the personnel in the stronghold.
However, like the shops in the stronghold, they all require rent.
There is no free food under Jiang Shan, unless of course you can show that you are using it. value.
Jiang Shan took a deep breath of the cigar in his mouth, and then spit it out quickly.
Jiang Shan looked at the people sitting on both sides in front of him with amusement in his eyes.
The four heroes at the trading point on the left were sitting there, followed by Zhang Qingyang, and on the right, the bosses of the six gang groups at the trading point were also sitting there one after another.
The strong woman at the end was drinking red wine, looking a little casual.
The purpose of Jiang Shan's visit today was to tell them about the rules he had made.
Regarding the rules of the gang, he knew that no one would object to what he said and the rules he set, but he also needed to have an attitude that would allow this gang to It puts people at ease without causing any small thoughts.
Of course, there is still a problem that needs to be solved.
Jiang Shan looked at the man on the side with a bandage on his face.
He looked a little sneaky, but this man looked at the woman drinking red wine from time to time with hatred in his eyes, which made Jiang Shan found it interesting.
Seeing that the cold dishes had been served for a while, but the main dishes had not yet been served, Jiang Shan raised his chin towards Zhang Qingyang, and Zhang Qingyang walked over quickly.
After learning that Jiang Shan had signaled that the dishes were ready, he picked up the satellite phone and made a call.
Then, after a while, Fang Xiaomei came over pushing the dining cart.
Jiang Shan glanced at the pretty woman and said nothing.
When the woman left, he clapped his hands and spoke.
"Today, let everyone come.
In fact, I have something to say.
Ning Jiang will tell everyone my plan.
After I finish talking, everyone can eat."
Ning Jiang was also holding a cigar in his mouth, put the chicken feet held between his chopsticks back on the plate, and spoke to the crowd who were looking at him seriously.
Jiang Shan could see the vivid expressions of Maizi and Pan Datou listening to Ning Jiang's words from time to time, as well as the man next to them named Mu Yu, and the young man named Ye Xiaotian who he still remembered meeting in the village next to the airport.
Listen carefully.
Soon Ning Jiang finished what Jiang Shan had told him.
Looking at the still quiet atmosphere, Jiang Shan raised his glass and asked: "How can I say that I think this system is pretty good, so that you can live a standardized and reasonable life?
In this way, not just cats and dogs can establish a gang, and the old people you follow me out will have great advantages for new teams and gangs in the future."
Pan Datou smiled and said as if he was happy: "Third brother, you are really too polite.
You don't need to specially call us for such a trivial matter.
You can just call the younger brother to come and inform us.
You let me have a meal with us."
We all rely on the third brother to live, and whatever the third brother says is whatever he says."
Pan Datou's words were polite and flattering, but Jiang Shan could feel that these words were a bit too flattering.
Jiang Shanpi looked at everyone with a smile.
He hoped that someone would offer opinions or give some insights.
This would not make the things he prepared have a sense of reality.
Seeing Jiang Shan's expression, all the leaders of these gangs, who were not human beings, quickly spoke one after another, and Pan Datou could not let Pan Datou be the only one.
"Third brother, you should, these rules are well established."
"Third brother listens to you" "Third Brother" Jiang Shan suddenly felt a little bored.
He could feel that these people were afraid of his power.
This feeling made him feel a little happy, but also a little boring.
After taking a look at Maizi's speechless expression next to him, Jiang Shan smiled.
Maizi was different from them in that he flattered her so loudly.
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"Okay, that's it.
Let's eat first and see.
The food is here again."
Jiang Shan looked at the woman who came over.
This woman seemed to be another woman in the back kitchen of the trading point.
She was the one who brought the cold dishes just now.
Compared to the previous girl who was younger than her, this woman seemed to have dressed up in advance.
You can tell at a glance that she has put on makeup.
She wears a tight skirt and a coat that is not ugly for the female waiter, which sets off her figure quite well.
However, in this winter, there is no air conditioning in the underground garage.
The people they eat with are all wearing coats and drinking wine, not to mention that they are all alienated.
She is a little girl, wearing a short skirt and black stockings, so she will not be cold. ?
Jiang Shan watched with interest as women peeked at him from time to time.
There were also women who deliberately came to his table to serve food, leaned close to him, and deliberately turned their backs to him, gently rubbing the soft buttocks of his right arm.
He The corners of his mouth were slightly raised
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