SimCity from Wasteland

Chapter 13

Two minutes later, the junior police officer came out with a black card in his hands, empty-handed.

"Sir, their two packages were exchanged for money and stored in this card."

The junior police officer walked up to Xia Yuan and handed the black card to Xia Yuan.

Main channel: "Sir, the two boxes of goods are valued at 150 million yuan, and the card balance is more than 30 yuan."

"There are so many, I still have four boxes of items, or you can exchange them for money, Lao Liu, go and ask them to bring the boxes over."

Xia Yuan said that these items will be refreshed the next day, so they can be exchanged for money and put in the card, and they will be used one day sooner or later.

As for Lao Liu, he shouted casually.

The supervisor showed a surprised expression on his face, and nodded quickly: "Sir, yes!"

Immediately, the remaining four boxes of items were also exchanged for money, and the amount in the card reached more than 400 million, which he could not even imagine.

Basically, 10 yuan is enough for a person's lifetime living expenses, and these things are all luxury items that are about to disappear.

Two of the remaining four boxes are full of bullets and weapons. Bullets and weapons are not worth much here. The military has many outdated weapons circulating in the market, and the weapons that Xia Yuan brought back are nothing more than pistols and bullets .

"Sir, except for Yu Guangbo's fleet, all other fleets have gone out. If possible, you can wait again. We have prepared a rest room for you."

After two transactions, the attitude of the supervisor is very good.

These days, the rich are the uncle!
Xia Yuan thought in his heart, but on the surface he said calmly: "No, tell the team captains that I will pick them up at this time tomorrow, so that they don't have to go out tomorrow, just wait at the car registration office. "

"Ok sir."

Watching Xia Yuan and the others leave, the supervisor hurriedly came to the lounge at the back, opened six boxes, and the things inside made his heart pound. He didn't expect that he would spend 1000 million to buy so many things.

Nothing!
This time it will definitely be promoted!

"Yu Guangbo, right? I'll call you Old Yu. Have you received the information about purchasing the fleet?"

"Sir, all received!"

Yu Guangbo took a deep breath. Starting today, his team will officially change ownership.

"Don't worry, you will find out later that today's decision is the most correct decision in your life!"

Xia Yuan patted Old Yu on the shoulder, and said again: "Old Yu, gather your convoy now and wait for me outside the city. There is a big move today."

"it is good!"

Old Yu nodded and didn't say much. Now the team belongs to the young man in front of him, he is equivalent to the captain of the team.

Xia Yuan turned to look at another middle-aged man, "Uncle, do you want to come together?"

"I'm in another team, it's inconvenient, so I won't go."

The middle-aged man said, and didn't say anything else. After all, Old Yu has become a man in front of him. It's not good to talk too much, but he looked at Old Yu with envy.

Xia Yuan nodded, everyone has his own aspirations, and he didn't force it, he greeted his people to get in the car and went for a stroll.

Lao Yu went to prepare, and the other thing was to divide the money he got.

Inside the car, Xia Yuan looked at the somewhat messy street, his expression became agitated:
"There are enough people. Let them live in the residential area today, and they can upgrade today. The real road to rise is about to begin!"

Just after they left, the people in the car registration office who witnessed the transaction hurriedly left. Many people saw the items in the black suitcase. I am afraid that there will be a huge shock in the gathering place today.

At this time, the supervisor of the car registration office had contacted his superior, informed him of what had just happened, and quickly summoned several staff members to carry four of the six boxes into a dark car. inside.

The supervisor followed the car towards the central city of the gathering place, where the dignitaries in the gathering place lived and there was a passage to the underground.

The supervisor's car stopped in front of a rather luxurious-looking house. When he got out of the car, the supervisor felt cryptic gazes cast from all directions.

He didn't care about this, he went to the door and knocked, and a woman with thin waist, white legs and delicate face pushed the door open.

"Hi, miss. I'm a supervisor of the car registration office. I just reported to the director."

The supervisor said very respectfully.

"Come in." The woman said coquettishly.

The supervisor swallowed a mouthful of saliva and entered the house.

"Mr. Feng, the higher-ups are recruiting the right to develop the No. 19 ruins. At present, the head of the inner base of the gathering place has summoned the captains of the third and second convoys. I'm afraid..."

In the fairly clean and tidy house, the head of the motorcade registration office spoke earnestly to the middle-aged man in front of him.

There were two cups of hot tea on the table, and the two sat facing each other.

This middle-aged man looks elegant, but there is a scar on his forehead, which is very ferocious, adding a bit of ruthlessness to the elegant face, and the whole person's aura is very tangled.

"Give it to them and give it to them. It's nothing more than a base commander on the ground. When the time comes, find an opportunity to do it."

The elegant man took a sip of hot tea and said very calmly.

The head of the convoy registry was sweating profusely on his forehead. He glanced at the elegant man very cautiously. Seeing his calm expression, he secretly thought about what the other party had just said.

The air in the room was a little frozen.

"The taste of this tea is really weird. I just went to the home of the Director of the Population Registration Office. If the Director has time, you can go to the home of Director Li to taste it."

The head of the motorcade registration office immediately understood that that bastard Li Feng might have already stood beside Team Lin in front of him.

"This is to let myself choose to stand in line. If I choose not to be careful, not only my official position will be lost, but even my life will be lost!"

Feng Shihong, the first convoy of the ground base, owns hundreds of vehicles and over a thousand members of the convoy. Apart from the military, he is the largest force in the gathering place!

And behind him is the support of the base chief of the underground gathering place, because he is the cousin of the underground base chief.

"Husband, Director Sun is here and said he brought you something good."

The frozen air in the room was instantly broken.

The director laughed: "Mr. Feng, let's not talk about this for now. My subordinates said that they have received a batch of good things. Let's go and have a look together."

"Okay." Feng Shihong smiled, as if everything was under his control.

In another room, the housekeeper was waiting anxiously with four black boxes. Taking these things out would be enough to cause a huge shock in the gathering place!
"Mr. Feng, please."

A familiar voice sounded outside the door, and Director Sun quickly stood up straight. When he saw the middle-aged man behind the director, he trembled all over.

The people in the gathering place are currently very capable!Feng Shihong!
The director said: "Director Sun, you said on the phone that you had received a batch of good things, and it happened that Mr. Feng was also there, so I asked him to hold our eyes for us."

Director Sun didn't dare to neglect, and opened the four boxes one by one: "Look!"

When the eyes of the two converged on the items in the box, their originally calm faces were like the rapidly changing weather at the seaside.

"This... this..." Director trembled, walked to the box, picked up a bottle of red wine, his eyes were red.

In terms of color alone, the sunshine civilization recorded in this red wine belongs to the ceiling.

He had never seen such good quality red wine in his life. The wine he drank before was all low-quality red wine dug out from the ruins, with varying colors.

Looking at the ingredients, chicken, duck and fish, everything is very fresh, preserved by special means, and even alive and kicking.

These things have been registered in the book underground and become symbols of the former civilization, but now they appear so vividly in front of them.

It was difficult for Feng Shihong to maintain his elegant temperament. His face was solemn, he walked forward quickly and asked coldly: "Where did you find these things!!!"

"Yes, it's a young man who traded with me..." Director Sun said quickly.

Feng Shihong's eyes were wide on the director, and his eyes were cold: "I want to take these things away and take them to my brother. I hope you will rot in your stomachs about this matter!"

Maybe they don't understand what the appearance of these things means. Only Feng Shihong, who often follows the underground base leader, understands that the appearance of these things means that the civilization of an era has not been destroyed. In the corners they cannot see, the civilization of this era is still alive. Living in a special way.

　Thank you for the rewards of "Speak less if you don't have the strength" and "Ink marks are as pale as water", and the monthly tickets of "City of Fallen Angels" and "Hao Nan Naming", good people, good people will always be flat-chested ()

　　
　
(End of this chapter)