Lao Huang's face was calm, but his mood was different from his expression.
"Old Huang..."
Changsheng took off his headset and shouted to Lao Huang behind him:
"We're here, let's get down."
He shouted as he unbuckled the seat belt on his chest.
He is also familiar with this old Huang, and this time he is about to soar into the sky.
"Okay, thank you."
Lao Huang unbuckled his seat belt, glanced at Xiaoye, and said with a smile: "Grandson, just follow me, Lao Huangtou, to work in the trading market this time."
Xiaoye's face was full of disdain, "Come on, you are a bastard."
Although neither his expression nor his words were very happy.
But he was still very shocked that Lao Huang could become the manager of the trading market.
"You should take it easy. If you don't manage it well, I will be hurt by the time."
"Smelly boy." Lao Huang patted him.
We got off the helicopter together.
The person who came to pick him up was Zhong Chuchu. After all, Lao Huang's status was not high enough for his third uncle to greet him personally.
Zhong Chuchu will partner with Lao Huang in the future, and the division of labor between the two parties is clear.
Lao Huang is mainly in charge of the trading market, and Zhong Chuchu is mainly in charge of the oil city.
However, in name, Zhong Chuchu is still one level higher than Lao Huang and can be regarded as his direct leader.
"Old Huang, you are finally here."
"Director Zhong." Lao Huang said with a smile:
"Thank you."
He was carrying a black backpack, and Xiaoye who was following him not only carried a backpack, but also carried two snakeskin bags in his hands, which should be their bedding.
"Let's go, I'll take you to where you live first, and meet the minister and others later for a short meeting."
"OK."
Lao Huang and Xiaoye followed Zhong Chuchu and left the tarmac and headed to their residence in Oil City.
On the way over, Lao Huang asked:
"How many people are there in our trading market now?"
Zhong Chuchu turned her head and replied with a smile:
"Now you start to understand the situation, hahaha, you are so dedicated."
"The current resident population of Oil City is nearly 50,000. There are 5,780 people with residence permits in the trading market. In addition, the floating population in the trading market has stabilized at around 45,000 people. The daily inflow and outflow of people is now about 3,000.
....."
"What else do you want to know? Just ask."
Lao Huang secretly wrote down these numbers, and then continued to ask:
"I haven't been to the trading market for a long time. Last time I heard someone said that there is a trading points system here. All transactions are completed through points. I am very curious..."
"Ouch."
Zhong Chuchu heard this and replied: "This."
"This is an idea proposed by Sun Taidou, a monetary policy expert. This points system is very simple to say. You are also familiar with the points system of our Da Zhangshu Base."
"Yeah." Lao Huang nodded quickly, raised his ears and listened carefully.
"Actually, the main thing is to fine-tune our original points system and set it up to contribute points and trade and purchase points..."
Zhong Chuchu slowly explained: "The one we used before was contribution points. Contribution points can be converted into transaction points, and you can freely purchase various items in the trading market. However, transaction points can only be used to purchase items and cannot be converted into
Contribute points......"
.......
On the helipad.
Chang Sheng, who filled the helicopter with fuel, smiled at Chen Delong outside the helicopter:
"Thanks, I'm leaving."
"If you are in such a hurry, you can actually leave tomorrow." Chen Delong shouted towards Changsheng.
"No, the captain and the others asked me to go back that day."
"Okay."
Chen Delong stepped back twenty or thirty meters and watched Changsheng slowly fly the helicopter into the sky, flying towards the north.
.......
When the helicopter left, Lao Huang was still holding on to Zhong Chuchu and asking about the situation in the trading market.
As Lao Huang learned more about the trading market, the surprise on his face became more obvious.
"Tsk, tsk."
"I haven't been to the trading market for a long time. I didn't expect that the trading market would turn out like this. It's really amazing. The trading market has now become a large-scale apocalyptic market, and the amount of trading points is actually quite large!"
After hearing Lao Huang's emotion, Zhong Chuchu nodded. She recognized what Lao Huang said.
Nuo Da's trading market has so many people involved in all aspects and intricate relationships, which is not easy to handle.
"Old Huang, the trading market is up to you."
Old Huang raised his head and looked through the window in the direction of the trading market.
He said: "A group, an enterprise, the system manages people. The trading market has initially established a relatively complete system, but there are still some problems."
"Strategy, personnel arrangements, cultural construction, compensation system, establishing organizational learning institutions... these are all very important. It seems that they need to be sorted out bit by bit."
"I need some financial talents..."
Zhong Chuchu heard his needs, thought about it and said:
"These demands you have raised can be mentioned in the meeting with the minister and others later. Personnel screening is currently being carried out in the trading market, and survivors are encouraged to fill in their true occupations before the end of the world. With a few financial talents, it should be very simple.
.”
"That's good." Lao Huang nodded.
Then he asked: "What does the minister and the others think about the trading market..."
.......
.......
Half past four in the afternoon.
Dongfeng, who was guarding the gate of the trading market, received news from his superiors that the convoy from Southern Paradise was about to arrive, so he quickly asked his subordinates to adjust the team entering the city and free up more lanes entering the city.
Otherwise, if there are hundreds of cars and there is only one lane entering the city, they will not be able to complete the journey in an hour.
Ju Tianrui and the others returned to the Da Zhangshu base and withdrew many people.
The guard at the trading market gate has also been replaced by Dongfeng.
As the captain of the fifth brigade of the Militia Department, Dongfeng is responsible for the security of the trading market gate and the Wengcheng.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The door is very important,
As the entrance to the trading market, it needs someone who is experienced and has sufficient emergency capabilities to be in charge.
Dongfeng had joined the army before, and later led the organization to establish a force across Poyang Lake.
If it weren't for the impact of natural disasters, the base he established should still be fine.
Such a person has relatively high abilities, experience, and character, so he was assigned here to guard the gate.
"Tietou, hurry up and get them to the back of the queue. The convoy will be here in a few minutes."
"Okay, Captain."
The once young iron head has now become a young iron head.
Wearing the combat uniform of Da Zhangshu Base, holding a rifle in his hand, he walked to the front of the sixth sidewalk and said, "You guys, all go to the left."
"And you all go to the left."
The survivors have some opinions,
"We've all been waiting in line for so long, do we have to wait in line again?"
"Yes, we ran behind them, why didn't they come behind our team?"
.......
Tietou's face suddenly turned cold after hearing this.
"Numbly..."
"Ironhead!"
A warning left Tietou speechless.
Dongfeng came over and shouted to Liu Youguang at the door: "Push away the horses in positions 1, 2, and 3, and move these three teams parallel to the left."
Then he looked at the survivors and shouted:
"Stop making a fuss, there's no need to line up again, hurry up!"
He glared at Tietou and said, "Speak more clearly next time and don't curse at others. You represent the image of our trading market now."
"Don't let everyone ruin the image of the trading market that everyone has worked so hard to create."
"Remember?"
"Remember, Brother Dongfeng."
"Well, go and push those lanes away from the horses."
"Lao Wan, please adjust the roads in Wengcheng. The convoy will come in later." Dongfeng picked up the walkie-talkie and said while walking towards the gate.
The Wengcheng and the gate originally had lanes and sidewalks reserved exclusively for the people of Oil City.
However, the number of people entering the trading market has skyrocketed recently, and it is impossible to expand the gate. The area of the barbican is only that large.
So they can only temporarily use their own lanes and sidewalks.
After Dongfeng and the others were ready, less than five minutes later, the two armored vehicles in the lead drove over.
"Huh? Why are there only five cars?" Dongfeng looked behind the five cars and was a little confused after seeing no other cars.
Crunch! The armored vehicle stopped in front of the private driveway.
Li Zhengping got out of the car.
"Captain Dongfeng."
"Captain Li, didn't you say there were four to five hundred vehicles? What's going on? Where is the convoy?" Dongfeng looked behind him, but still didn't see it.
Li Zhengping smiled and replied: "The main force still has ten kilometers to go, probably ten minutes. We'll be back first."
"Oh, that's it, I understand." Dongfeng nodded.
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'll go to the city first."
Li Zhengping returned to the armored vehicle and slowly drove into the Wengcheng.
Fighters like them only need to go through simple scanning and inspection when entering the barbican. They do not need to be inspected from head to toe like those survivors, even their backpacks and luggage.
If you drive in, inspection will be even more troublesome.
Some dangerous items you carry need to be labeled and handed in, and the food you bring in needs to be eaten by the carrier before you can bring it in.
Therefore, survivors always need to queue up when entering the city, because the inspection is more cumbersome and time-consuming.
But doing so is also necessary because it involves security issues in the trading market.
Therefore.
On weekdays, there will be at least two queues entering the city. If there are many people, three to six sidewalks will be opened.
The three entering teams collectively moved to the left from the 456 sidewalk.
Li Zhengping also entered Wengcheng with these five vehicles.
Ten minutes later, the large army finally arrived.
Looking at the vast convoy, Dongfeng divided his men into two parts. One part was in charge of the survivors entering the city, and the other part was dedicated to giving gestures to the convoy and guiding them to enter the urn city in order.
"Holy crap, where did all these cars come from..."
Among the survivors, some people looked at this scene in amazement and sighed.
"Look, the things on that car are piled too high. This is a move."
"It seems to be the team from Southern Paradise..."
"No, it should be someone from Oil City..."
...
Hundreds of vehicles entered the trading market, attracting the attention of many people.
Lao Luo brought Zhong Chuchu and Lao Huang to the trading market to handle the placement of Southern Paradise personnel.
Originally, a space was reserved for Southern Paradise, but now all the people in Southern Paradise have become non-staff, so adjustments were made and they were relocated to the residential area.
Lao Huang was not familiar with it when he first arrived, so he asked Zhong Chuchu to take him to deal with it.
Bang!
Xiao Jun got out of the car and shouted after seeing Lao Luo:
"Lao Luo."
After seeing Xiao Jun, Lao Luo asked in surprise:
"Didn't you go to the headquarters base? Why did you follow the convoy to Oil City?"
He said with a smile on his face, "You are here just in time. We are not familiar with the materials that Southern Paradise will put in the warehouse. Come and help us count them."
Xiao Jun said helplessly: "Can't we just follow the account book and manual? Lao Luo, you are really... you have caught a young man."
Lao Luo smiled, looked at Lao Huang and said:
"Old Huang, please get familiar with me. I told you in the brief meeting just now that the city lord has reached an agreement with Master Hu from Southern Paradise. From now on, the people in Southern Paradise will be our own."
Lao Huang quickly walked out and said, "Okay."
"Captain Xiao is in trouble."
Xiao Jun waved his hand helplessly.
Suddenly, he remembered something and asked Lao Luo:
"Recently, the headquarters base released a new mission. Do you know about the new mission about gold?"
Lao Luo nodded and said: "I know, I am preparing to send someone to the bank vault to look for it in the past two days."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hmm, why did the headquarters base suddenly start looking for gold? Didn't they hoard a lot before? Why did they start hoarding again now?" Xiao Jun asked.
After all, Xiao Jun stayed in the Southern Paradise a few days ago and didn't know much about this matter.
When Lao Luo stayed in the trading market and received information about the headquarters base, he was more specific and complete.
"I heard that it was suggested by people from the research institute at the headquarters base. It seems that they are used in making electronic components and other precision instruments. It would be useful to stock up on more for future development."
After hearing Lao Luo's explanation, Xiao Jun nodded. He didn't know much about the specific role of gold.
In fact, when the Da Zhangshu Base broke out in the apocalypse, Li Yu took people to banks in several surrounding counties and cities to move a lot of gold back to the headquarters base.
50 tons were stockpiled back and forth.
This is already a lot. Basically, all cities in southern Gan Province, including some cities I have visited in recent years, will visit banks and empty out the gold in the banks.
Only then did we have fifty tons of gold.
You know, before the end of the world, the entire domestic gold reserve was only more than 2,000 tons, and now it has accumulated nearly one-fortieth.
Quite true!
Later, it was rarely used, and gold had no practical application scenarios in the apocalypse, so I no longer deliberately hoarded gold.
However, with the advancement of industrialization in the base, gold gradually came into use.
Among other things, long-wave wireless radio stations alone require circuit boards, and circuit boards require gold.
Gold is mainly used for the contacts of circuit boards to ensure stable transmission of current and improve the conductivity and corrosion resistance of circuit boards.
Moreover, gold is also used in many places.
Gold's excellent conductivity, ductility and toughness make it an ideal choice for contact point coating of electronic components, which can ensure good contact between components, thereby improving the operating accuracy and stability of electronic systems.
"Lao Luo, Southern Paradise is in Nanshi. There should be many bank ruins around there. You can go there to look for them when the time comes." Xiao Jun reminded.
"Well, I understand. I'll tell the people below later."
Lao Luo said and raised his eyebrows, "No, you haven't answered me yet, why haven't you returned to the headquarters base?"
Xiao Jun said nothing, but he pointed to Ma Yingxue who was directing the convoy next to him.
Lao Luo immediately understood and gave a thumbs up, "Okay."
