Thank you! I just came back from the apocalypse, and I'm already extremely rich.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, in the last days, any means can be accepted, we don't care where the customer's gold bars come from, as long as they have money, we will ship. "

Fang Hao smiled.

Don't look at Wu Siyu who is usually virtuous when she is with him, she speaks softly and softly, and is considerate and knows how to take care of people, but this does not mean that she is a kind-hearted person.

The big guys are all people who are trying to survive in the last days, and no one's heart will be too clean.

Fang Hao had already seen it, but he never mentioned it, because this was also one of the important factors for him to appreciate Si Yu and give her the agency jurisdiction of 'anything can be done'.

"And what about our delivery methods. "

"That's what we want to ask you for this meeting. "

Wu Siyu said.

"This transaction method is essentially to avoid the death and injury of our company's employees, so I do not recommend that we use offline transactions to buy and sell goods. "

Wu Siyu's brain is very smart, and Fang Hao is really more and more fond of his second wife.

"So what. "

"So I suggested that we do drone delivery, using drones, to deliver express mail remotely, which can minimize the casualty rate of our employees and greatly increase the transaction rate. "

Speaking of this, Wu Siyu paused, looked through his notebook, took a sip of water and continued.

"But if we use this transaction method, the first problem we have to solve is the noise problem of drones, you know, if the drone makes too much noise when delivering, it is likely to attract the attention of zombies, and now special zombies are rampant, once careless, it is likely to have a devastating impact on customers, and it is easy to adversely affect our company's reputation. "

Tsk tsk.

Fang Hao clapped lightly and shook his head in satisfaction.

What is called a fucking professional.

Wu Siyu was simply born for this business.

From the inside out, from employees to customers, from the feasibility of the plan to the possible word-of-mouth impact, Wu Siyu has considered everything, which can be described as comprehensive.

Just handing over the company to this kind of person, what else is Fang Hao worried about.

"The plan is good and perfect, I have no opinion. "

"Yes sir. "

The plan was affirmed by Mr., which made Wu Siyu very happy.

"If Mr. doesn't have an opinion, then what we need to solve urgently now is the noise problem of drones. "

Wu Siyu continued.

"According to the information we currently have, the largest and only manufacturer that can manufacture silent drones before the end of the world, 'Wujiang', whose production plant is far away in Shangshen City, with our current capabilities, it may be difficult to travel through most of the countries to Shangshen. "

Wu Siyu's words were already very polite.

Just the 180 of them, it's not that 'I'm afraid' that it will be difficult to cross the distance of half a country, but it is simply impossible to go that far to search for drones.

Even if they have armor, Ling'er, and his nano armor, they can't do it.

Who knows what the hell you'll run into on the way, and if you don't get it right, you'll be wiped out.

Since the conditions in the last days do not allow ...

Fang Hao rolled his eyes.

What about figuring out a way in reality?

The post-apocalyptic world has many things in common with the real world, such as this 'borderless' drone.

There is a reality, and it is very large, and it is even exported overseas, which can be regarded as the world's leading drone manufacturer, which can be said to be the light of domestic products.

However, Fang Hao thought about it again.

It seems that it is a bit unaffordable to buy it alone, and the price of a silent drone is not cheap, and it is often tens of thousands.

Moreover, that kind of drone is not used to pull goods, and there must be something lacking in load-bearing.

Looks like we'll have to find a chance to see if there's a blueprint.

Fang Hao made up his mind in his heart and nodded secretly.

"You don't have to worry about the drone, I'll take care of it. "

Fang Hao spoke, and then spoke again.

"This plan is very creative and has opened up the development ideas of our company, and everyone here has a lot to credit, Hao. "

The communication bracelet is open and out, and Ah Hao can naturally hear the boss calling him.

"Hey, boss, I'm here. "

"According to the reward system formulated before, the reward of materials and goods should not let the big guys waste brain cells. "

"Okay!"

Ah Hao responded excitedly.

The boss is like this, and if he does a good job, he will naturally not treat his employees badly.

This is also the motivation for the employees to work hard every day.

Next, Fang Hao asked about the situation in the last two days, and after learning that there was no problem and everything was normal, he ended the communication.

Glancing at the holographic map, the time of this remote meeting had already allowed him to fly into Bolivia, and he would be in Santa Crouc in about ten minutes.

Thinking of the hundreds of kilograms of gold on his body, Fang Hao was sincerely excited.

Small money, money!

Here comes my lord!

......

Snort –

Rustle –

In fact, the degree of construction and development of many foreign countries is not as good as that of domestic countries.

At least Bolivia is.

Santa Crouc, the capital of Bolivia, doesn't have the slightest hint of what a capital should be.

Anyway, it's like a slightly more modern urban-rural junction, and the tallest buildings around it are only six or seven storeys.

What high-rise buildings, what bright lights, what neon flashes, what drunken gold fans.

None at all.

Fang Hao landed in a farmland on the outskirts of the city, which was full of crops.

In the distance, a farmer wrapped in a shabby scarf with red and green patterns noticed that there seemed to be an extra person between the ridges, and after taking a closer look, he walked over.

“quiéneres?"

Fang Hao was a little confused.

This is the Spanish word for 'who are you'.

If he does it, he will only have a few words in Spanish, and it would be good if he could barely understand what this sentence meant.

Communication seems to have hit a bottleneck.

However, in the next second, the armor automatically formed an earset next to Fang Hao's ear, and there was a small piece of armor covering his neck.

'Simultaneous Interpretation System Activated'

The sound of armored machinery came from the headset.

Fang Hao's expression was overjoyed, it seemed that the armor still had many functions that he had not developed.

"Ahem," he cleared, "Is this Santa Crouc, please?"

The current pulses controlled Fang Hao's vocal cords, making the language he naturally spoke Spanish into.

the groove.

Fang Hao was taken aback when he heard what he said.

It's classy.

The farmer nodded and pointed behind him: "That's the city of Santa Crouc over there, are you lost?"

Of course, the farmers' Spanish was also translated into Chinese at the same time.

"Yes," Fang Hao borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and nodded: "Do you know where the Bislian Hotel is, I made an appointment with my friend to meet there, but I really can't find it." "

The peasant looked Fang Hao's dress up and down, rubbed his nose with his cracked hand, his eyes were a little fluttering, and he was silent.

Fang Hao laughed secretly in his heart, understanding what the peasants meant.

He took out 100 'yano' (Bolivian currency) from his pocket and handed it to the farmer.

The peasant grinned at the sight of the money and pointed to a potholed dirt road behind him.

"Follow this road all the way forward, about three or four kilometers away, do you need me to send you?"

Look, money can make the devil grind.

This is true all over the world.

Fang Hao sat on the farmer's small diesel three jumpers, and bumped all the way to this so-called 'Bislian Hotel'.

After getting off the small board car, Fang Hao was about to vomit.

He felt that his trip abroad was purely looking for guilt, as if he had gone to the countryside to help with construction.

"Thank you. "

Fang Hao waved his hand weakly at the peasants.

But the peasant didn't leave, just a pair of eyes radiated a greedy light, staring at Fang Hao and refusing to move, seeing that it meant that Fang Hao didn't come here out of kindness, and wanted to ask Fang Hao for more money.

Tut.

It's okay to kick your nose in the face and give money yourself, but to do so is obviously to take yourself as a wronged person.

Fang Hao was a little angry, and he lifted his clothes.

A delicate carved pistol with a wooden handle is pinned to his waist.

"Fuck off. "

Fang Hao's voice was not loud, but it scared the peasants.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

The peasant immediately softened, shrunk his neck and apologized, and was about to run away on a small board car.

However, Fang Hao grabbed the car gang.

"Get out, leave the car. "

How dare the peasant say more nonsense, and the one hundred Arnold that Fang Hao gave him before was enough for him to buy a better small board car, so he left the car and ran away.

"Fuck," Fang Hao looked at the farmer's panicked back and scolded with a smile: "Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people." "