Ordinary Guy In Apocalypse

Chapter 11 A Beautiful Life Is Greeting Us

Lin Fan closed the glass door and quietly waited for the zombies to arrive, but suddenly, the roar of the zombies stopped abruptly, and there was movement elsewhere, which led the group of zombies away.

Maybe a survivor has been found.

"It's a mess."

The company is chaotic and drawings are scattered all over the place.

"Hey, Aunt Baojie isn't here either, but it's okay if she's not here."

Aunt Baojie is over forty years old, she looks very good, and her charm is still there.

The boss's second uncle has always been thinking about the cleaning aunt, and sometimes he will deliberately take advantage of it. It can be said that the boss's second uncle is a very wretched and abnormal guy.

He bent down, packed up the blueprints on the ground, and placed them neatly on the table.

For others, these may just be waste paper.

But for their painters, it's all hard work.

On rainy days, if there is an umbrella, then this umbrella is not used to shield people from the wind and rain, but is specially used to protect the drawings.

"What about the people in the company?"

He packed his things, looked around, and found no one.

But he found that the company's floor-to-ceiling windows were broken, as if someone had smashed the window and jumped from the upstairs.

Standing on the edge, looked down.

really.

There were many corpses lying on the balcony on the second floor.

It should have been chased by zombies, and colleagues broke the window and walked away, thinking of walking in the air, but they didn't expect that, with the blessing of the jack, they fell directly to death.

"Hey……"

He sighed, grief flowing into a river.

Colleagues are very good, they belong to the type of young people who are more energetic.

Whether it's work or life, it's okay.

Earning money from cabbage, with the heart of selling powder.

Millions, tens of millions of mansions are designed by their hands, but the wages they get are pitiful.

Even so, no complaints.

It's all about surviving in the yellow market.

Suddenly, a low roar came from the office.

"The boss should... be alright." Lin Fan looked at the broken wooden door with doubts, his expression a little solemn.

He wanted to have a good talk with the boss.

In the office, the boss was staggering, his body was stiff, his eyes were already gray, he couldn't read his pupils, and there was a disgusting liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth.

But the boss is the boss after all. In the company, some rules still have to be abided by.

Although the door was broken, in Lin Fan's eyes, the existence of a door was more important than that.

Raise your hand and knock on the wall.

dong dong dong!

Don't be in a hurry, your voice is soft.

"Boss, I'm in."

It's just that what greeted him was not the coaxing smile of the past. The smile that had been hanging on his face disappeared, replaced by the cruelty of seeing food.

The boss roared fiercely, and then rushed towards Lin Fan very greedily.

After becoming a zombie, the strength and speed have been enhanced, and there is no pain, which is a very terrifying existence.

There was a stench from the boss.

It's like the disgusting taste of pork that has been mutated outside for days.

Lin Fan did not dislike it. He knew that the boss was working very hard.

At the moment when the boss attacked, he swung the knife away.

puff!

Black blood spurted out.

The boss's head rose into the air, separated from the corpse, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

【Kill zombies】

【Get points +1】

"Boss, I really was watching a movie yesterday, I didn't lie to you."

"I originally wanted to go to work, but now the company is definitely unable to operate. There is not even a colleague, really no more."

"During this time, thank you for teaching me a lot, and I also learned a lot of useful knowledge."

"This month's salary, I want to settle it, let me calculate it for you."

He brought paper and pen.

Calculate carefully.

"Boss, my fixed salary is 2,500 yuan. According to a set of drawings, I can get a commission of 500 yuan. This month, I worked overtime and drew a total of five sets of drawings. ."

Lin Fan was talking to himself, and when he spoke, he would look at the boss whose head he had chopped off.

He did not over-count, nor under-count.

Everything follows the rules.

What should be mine is mine, not mine, I can't take it.

Even if the world comes to an end and the sky falls apart, as long as the rules are still there, there is still hope for everything.

"Boss, this is all my hard-earned money. I don't count the money for the small things. You said that the pattern of people should be big, and you can't always stick to the small details. I understand, even if I give the wind chime A gift from the company." Lin Fan said in a humble voice.

He deserves it, so he won't talk to the boss in a negotiated tone.

When you have a clear conscience, you have to hold your head high as you should.

"It seems that you have no opinion, boss."

At this time, he saw that there was a pile of cash on the table, and a contract was pressed underneath.

It seems that before the end of the world, someone came to the company to sign a contract with the boss and gave a deposit at the same time.

According to preliminary estimates, this pile of money may be in the tens of thousands.

"Boss, I'm here by myself. I believe in my character. I won't take one more, and I won't take one less."

Counting banknotes.

Fifty cards were taken away, and then the remaining money was put in its place without any change.

"Goodbye, boss."

He waved his hand, walked to the door of the company, and glanced back at the company that once brought him joy and hope.

Sadly, all is gone now.

Colleague is gone.

The boss is gone.

The client is gone.

People are still people, places are still places.

He likes this place, not because of the environment, but because of the colleagues he works with.

As for the boss... that's someone who likes to pour them poisonous chicken soup.

Slogan: Loyal to customers, customer service.

Secretly, it is loyal to the boss, serving the boss, the boss's interests are paramount, the number of customers is like a feather in the air, and there is a wave of harm, and then another wave of pitfalls.

The wind chimes swayed slightly.

Made a slight noise.

Press the elevator.

Roar!

Sound is the root of evil.

Several employees of the company next door, hearing the voice, attacked frantically.

The speed is very fast, and it will bite Lin Fan to death.

puff!

A slightly dull voice.

He didn't look at it, didn't say much, walked into the elevator and pressed the first floor.

When the elevator closed, several corpses lay quietly.

Everything that needs to be done has already been done.