Tang Jian's words were difficult to hear, and one sentence made Song Ziyu feel embarrassed.

Is this how people in the wasteland are?

Isn't there a little bit of euphemism?

Song Ziyu squinted, touched his chin and chose not to speak.

Seeing Tang Jian's disrespectful words, a voice snorted: "Tang Jian, you idiot, it's a miracle that you haven't starved to death with your stinky temper." ”

Tang Jian turned around and saw Chen Tianxing walking over with little Lori.

Tang Jian's eyes sharpened.

"Chen Tianxing, you don't make money on the northern front, what are you doing here?"

Tang Jian obviously knew Chen Tianxing, and was very surprised that Chen Tianxing appeared here.

"What are you doing here? Part-time job, of course! Chen Tianxing smiled and said: "On the northern front, the knife is licking the blood, and the income is not guaranteed, where is the life here comfortable." The life here is good, there are a lot of talents, and the speech is super nice, I like it very much. ”

Hearing this, Tang Jian's expression became strange.

How can this place be able to hire high-level hunters from the Bounty Hunter Organization!

Tang Jian is reckless, but not stupid.

Immediately, Tang Jian realized that Song Ziyu might really have something.

"Let's talk about the employment contract." Tang Jian finally looked at Song Ziyu.

"Name your terms." Song Ziyu now has a big family, and he already has a bit of the temperament of a talker.

Tang Jian said: "My subordinates are not fuel-efficient lamps, if you want to use us, you have to ensure that you can feed us!" ”

"That's totally fine." Song Ziyu said: "It's a trivial matter. ”

"How do you prove it?" Tang Jian asked.

Song Ziyu was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, how can this be proved?

Song Ziyu raised his hand, pointed to the crowd who were reclamation, and said, "Do you see these people?" I've hired all of these people, do you think I won't be able to support dozens of you? ”

Tang Jian's face was full of disbelief.

There are so many hungry people in the famine, who can afford it?

At this time, Xu Yingnan finally spoke: "You don't have to doubt Song Ziyu's strength at all, I can guarantee this." ”

"Okay, you can guarantee it, let's talk about the salary." Tang Jian has a lot of trust in Xu Yingnan.

Song Ziyu said to Xu Yingnan: "You come and talk, as long as it is not too excessive, you will agree to him." ”

After speaking, Song Ziyu snapped his fingers at Chen Tianxing.

Chen Tianxing leaned over like a pug: "What does the boss command?" ”

"Let's go, practice guns!" Song Ziyu left the scene.

Behind Chen Tianxing, and behind Chen Tianxing, Xiao Loli followed suit.

"Don't be like Tang Jian, this person is the head of Elm, who was a mess in the bounty hunter organization, and finally was ostracized and ran away angrily...... His strength is still okay, and he is also very righteous to the people below, otherwise so many people would not be willing to follow him unlucky. "Go far," Chen Tianxing explained.

"Don't worry, I've got it."

Driving a donkey requires turnips and sticks, and it's not enough to have turnips alone, you have to let others know that someone in Song also has a temper.

Song Ziyu practiced guns in the wilderness for a while, and Xu Yingnan came to report and negotiated the price.

Tang Jian and his entourage are 32 people, with room and board Song Ziyu all inclusive, a monthly salary of 100,000 Longshan currency equivalent materials, and Song Ziyu is responsible for providing the team consumption.

This price is quite expensive, and the equivalent of 100,000 Longshan currency can be converted to feed a hundred people in the settlement.

However, these people are all combatants, and they are different from ordinary refugees, so Song Ziyu readily agreed.

I can afford to spend a little bit of money.

After explaining everything, Song Ziyu looked at the reclamation site again, and saw that the hired farmers were concentrating on serving the seedlings, and he left the wasteland world satisfied.

……

Civilized world.

The elites of all departments of NTU are gathered in one place, and all of them are people who have achieved outstanding results in the previous military training.

Everyone is gearing up and showing great fighting spirit for the upcoming election competition.

This kind of fighting spirit is driven by hormones, and gradually lives there for the fighting spirit!

Within a day, there were a number of provocations in the selection team.

The school turned a blind eye to this situation and connived at the friction and brawls between the students.

In the view of the NTU school, maintaining such a fighting spirit can better select talents, as long as you don't kill people in a fight......

The other students were full of interest, but for Song Ziyu, it was like a year.

Song Ziyu just wanted the damn closed training camp to end as soon as possible, because the closed management seriously affected his porter career, and he couldn't buy materials to supplement the expenses of the wasteland world.

The only good news for me now is that in another week, the military training will be over.

Stay up, stay up until the end of military training, and you will be liberated.

Song Ziyu gritted his teeth and insisted.

……

Song Ziyu is not the only one who is anxious and gritting his teeth!

In the Nandu Science and Technology Park, Professor Chen Youping is in a hurry in the No. 5 Research Institute of Nannong University.

The No. 5 Research Institute failed to apply for national funding this year, and even the local subsidies were not obtained, and what was even worse was that some people in the headquarters of Nannong University seemed to have a lot of complaints about themselves, resulting in the failure to get the money that the university should have allocated.

This simply makes no sense!

Chen Lao went into battle shirtless and made a big fuss in the principal's office, scolding the principal who was originally his own student to the point of blood.

However, this will not solve the crisis of the research institute.

If it weren't for the fact that the soil testing business with a mysterious customer made some money, the No. 5 Research Institute would probably have to close this month!

However, a small amount of testing fees can only solve the urgent need, and even if you live a tight life, it can only last for two months.

Even more troublesome...... At this juncture where money is urgently needed, a loan that the institute applied for earlier is due!

The debt of two million was placed in front of him, like the last barbell that crushed the camel, forcing Chen Lao to despair.

There's really no way around it!

Now the institute is faced with two choices: either close its doors or pay it back.

As a last resort, Chen Laoyi gritted his teeth and put a two-bedroom apartment awarded to him by the state ten years ago on the second-hand housing trading network for sale, ready to cash out to solve the urgent need.

However!

Just when Chen Lao was in a hurry to solve the financial difficulties of the institute, Lao Xu, the most important partner and friend of the old professor, left the institute on tiptoe and got on an extended Lincoln on a hidden street.

In the carriage, a fat man with a big belly waited with champagne.

"How is it, Professor Xu, is the old guy willing to let go?" The big fat man asked.

Lao Xu shook his head and said, "Lao Chen is ready to die!" ”

"Humph! The old guy really doesn't know what to do, I've pushed him to this point, doesn't he understand? The fat man said.

Lao Xu sighed and said: "Lao Chen has this virtue and doesn't know how to be flexible, otherwise he would have already soared with his ability, and Mr. Lei should not be as knowledgeable as him." ”

"I've seen a fart with him!" Mr. Lei said: "I am not a person who is engaged in scientific research with you at all, Lao Tzu only needs that technology, do you know?" Technology! Monsanto is urging tightly, the old guy refuses to give up, and I am under a lot of pressure. ”

The big fat man muttered: "Lao Tzu cut off all his sources of funding, why does he still want to die, he can obviously transfer that technology, as long as he loosens his mouth, wealth, fame, and status are all at his fingertips!" But why is he so stubborn? What's the picture? ”

Lao Xu also sighed: "I don't know what he thinks. ”

"Humph! How long did he endure? What I have is the means. The fat man crushed the wine glass in his hand and shouted: "I must get the patent of Liangshu No. 1!" ”