Everything that happened now did evoke some memories in Tian Feng's mind for a long time.

After all, he has been a human being in two lives, and the life before the natural disaster in the previous life has actually been many years since he is now.

Thinking that when he first joined the work, he was the most ordinary small employee, not to mention the management, and even the old employees had to be careful to please.

is just a supervisor who is one level higher than him, and he has to always figure out the other party's thoughts, and then follow the other party's ideas.

I worked diligently for a few years, but because I had no relationship and no connections, I never got promoted.

And those management, everyone will do everything possible to please and meet all their preferences.

The tasks assigned by the management casually, the people below have to work hard to complete.

Even if the management farts, there will be people who want to stick to their butts and smell it.

Compared to them, Tian Feng really felt like dirt on the ground.

Why is this so? It is not because of the word 'right' that different classes have been formed, and people are divided into three, six, nine and so on.

At the beginning, Tian Feng stayed in the bottom layer, and he was an out-and-out worker......

But now, everything has changed.

Those management, in this hotel, can only be equivalent to the working class, that is, the ordinary guests who have preempted the kitchen.

One level higher than them, those upper-class people, who were once the CEOs of various companies.

This class, mansions, luxury cars, wealth, women, is just something at their fingertips for them.

Compare the management with them, and the management is like dirt on the ground again, and they need to be curry favor with each other.

And compared with them in the past, Tian Feng was not even the dirt on the ground, and he even felt that he would not have any intersection with such a big man.

It's just dust in the dirt, humble to the bone.

But such a group of existences, at this moment, have become a group of "dogs" under Tian Feng's hands.

I have to say, creation makes people!

But everything is traceable and ever-changing.

Whoever has the resources, that is, the materials, and the ability to protect and distribute them, the right is in whose hands.

Before the apocalypse, Tian Feng relied on the memories of his previous life to seize various pioneers, and obtained a room to protect his safety, as well as a large number of materials.

Come to think of it, this is no different from those capitals, relying on cutting-edge news, seizing the opportunity to make a fortune.

When capital grows to a certain extent, it will form a monopoly and keep wealth, which is similar to this three-story underground room.

So now, Tian Feng has the highest right in this hotel.

However, for the time being, it is only in this hotel.

Don't forget, even the old people in the upper class, no matter how much money they have and how big the company is.

They are just as jealous of people, and there is an existence of a higher level than them, that is, the official high-level!

Even the rooms on the third basement floor of this hotel were originally built to entertain those official high-level VIPs.

The existence of that class, anything they want to get, they don't need to open their mouths, a look, a hint, and someone will solve it for them.

Even if there is a natural disaster and the world is at the end of the world, those people are the first to mobilize resources......

Two days later.

Tian Feng watched the upper-class people through the surveillance, and began to go to the outside of the hotel in batches to set traps.

The index finger bent and tapped on the table, and Tian Feng muttered to himself in thought;

"The third wave of extreme heat will come around 6 p.m. today."

"Then there is a fourth wave of extreme heat, and the strongest, which should come in a week."

"At that time, there will be civil unrest in some of the official evacuation bases in Jiaodong City."

"Again, there is a demon in everyone's heart, trapped in the shackles called hope."

"Despair is the key to unlocking the chains, and then the demons will break through the cage and sing bloody hymns!"

"No way, under the end of the world, I don't know how many people will lose their last hope because of the happiness they once had, and finally become crazy."

"Those who have always held power, among them there are also people who can't avoid it, the day they will come, it's not far away, I hope there is enough time left for me......"

Thinking of this, Tian Feng took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fang Minhui;

[There are also many people over there who can't hold back, although there are all kinds of salt-baked food, but there are no cigarettes and alcohol. 】

[Have you told them my conditions, as long as they exceed the average person agree, I feel that it should not be difficult. 】

Soon, Fang Minhui sent a reply;

[It is true that about half of the people have wavered from the conditions you have proposed, but they are just ...... They don't want to go out and risk their work. 】

[Because no one knows when that terrible wave of extreme heat will come again, and if it is outside, it will definitely burn to death in an instant.] 】

Seeing this information, Tian Feng smiled;

[Don't worry, I can know in advance when the extreme heat wave will come, as long as you listen to me, there will be no danger.] 】

[I know that there is no basis for words, and many people absolutely do not believe it. 】

[But the opportunity for verification is coming soon, and at six o'clock this afternoon, there will be a wave of extreme heat. 】

[If it turns out that my prediction is correct, those people should be careless, right?] 】

After these messages were sent, after waiting for a while, Fang Minhui's reply came back;

Do I have to go out to work? A large part of them are former managers and executives in various enterprises. 】

[So they don't seem to be willing to work, saying that it's okay to command and supervise others to work, but in that case, the hotel staff have opinions again......]

Tian Feng smacked his lips, his fingers flying on the screen;

[It's no wonder that the hotel staff have no opinion, they are the working class, they were oppressed before, and now it's the end, who wants to still be oppressed? 】

[Those guys too, at this time, still regard themselves as the high-paid class of management? 】

[The upper class people outside, who used to be their bosses, have now listened to me and started working. 】

[What can't these high-paid management people put down? I'm convinced! 】

[Wait, around five o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a noticeable abnormality in the sky.] 】

[At that time, I will also ask the people who work outside to come back early, and then go to their respective rooms to soak in the water to deal with the extreme heat.] 】

[Having my prediction will only make you safer, and then you will report to me how they choose. 】

After reading these, Fang Minhui seemed to think about it and asked questions;

[Ah Feng, how do you know all this, and...... From the very beginning, you seemed to know that a natural disaster was coming? 】