at dusk.

Four helicopters appeared above the trading market.

"Lao Xie, you guys go down first and I'll take a look from the air." The third uncle picked up the walkie-talkie to contact the people on several other helicopters.

"receive."

I saw three of the four helicopters flying directly towards the Oil City in the center of the trading market.

"Old Qin, go around the trading market and fly slower." The third uncle said to Lao Qin who was driving the helicopter.

"good."

Lao Qin changed direction and flew over the wall of the trading market.

"Captain, there are so many people in this trading market! It's beyond my original expectation." Jackal said in a stunned tone.

Ant, who was sitting behind, had his eyes flickering. Looking at so many people on the ground, not only did he not feel excited, but he felt a little palpitated.

After the outbreak of the apocalypse, he had never seen such a densely populated place except in the north.

Before he joined the Da Zhangshu Base, he had been living in the apocalypse with Xiao Hei, one person and one dog.

He knows deeply that the more people a place has, the more zombies it will attract.

With so many people in the trading market, the number of zombies attracted will be an astronomical number.

Moreover, so many people are survivors of these geniuses who just came in.

A mixed bag.

If a natural disaster comes and the trading market can hold on, these people must be honest.

But if the trading market shows any signs of being unable to hold on, these people will definitely cause chaos.

When a riot breaks out, not only will this group of people not be able to help guard the wall, but it will have the opposite effect.

Between life and death, the mob has always been on the path to destruction.

The third uncle was obviously aware of this. When he just arrived at the trading market and saw so many people, he was also shocked.

As the helicopter flew over the trading market, Uncle San's face became increasingly serious.

chaos!

It can be said that the current order in the trading market can be described as chaos.

There are people everywhere, and the patrol guards are among the crowd and cannot be seen from the air.

In addition, perhaps because of the rush to build houses, many originally planned main roads are still a piece of yellow dirt.

Even the third uncle saw someone defecating behind the house.

Toilet hygiene issues.

This seems like a small thing, but it is very important.

Tens of thousands of people go to the toilet, producing a huge amount of feces and urine in a day.

If it is not regulated properly, the entire trading market will stink.

And it can easily cause plague.

When Uncle San saw some survivors standing outside the construction site, holding their shoulders and watching, his mood became even worse.

Sudden.

He saw two groups of people confronting each other behind the house, seemingly about to start a fight.

Each side sent one person to fight in the open space in the middle.

There were many people watching around.

Take a closer look with a telescope.

On the construction site, he saw a man stuffing a steel bar into his arms.

....

After wandering around the trading market for more than ten minutes, the third uncle discovered three or four fatal problems.

"What on earth does this Ju Tianrui do to manage the trading market like this!" The third uncle, who has always been good-tempered, couldn't help but complain at this time.

His face was as sinking as water.

He said to Lao Qin: "Go back to Oil City."

Lao Qin also felt the captain's anger.

When he just flew the helicopter, he also took a general look at the trading market.

There may not be any problems from the ground, but from above the trading market, if you observe it from a God's perspective, you will find many problems.

He could understand the captain's anger.

soon.

The helicopter landed slowly on the tarmac of Oil City.

The third uncle looked gloomily and untied the seat belt tied to his body.

Without saying a word, he walked to the cabin door and walked out.

He made up his mind that this time he would definitely criticize Ju Tianrui.

Why do you want to eat and become like this?

Back then, there were a lot of people in the north, so they wouldn't be in such a mess.

However, when he got off the helicopter and saw Ju Tianrui waiting outside with his hands behind his back, he was stunned.

Ju Tianrui's cheeks were sunken, as if he had inhaled something, and his eye sockets were sunken, looking like a zombie.

And the clothes he was wearing seemed much looser.

I lost at least twenty pounds.

The hair is also a mess.

"Minister, you are finally here." Ju Tianrui squeezed out a smile and said to his third uncle.

Feeling weak.

The third uncle came closer and smelled the vague scent of Ju Tianrui.

He frowned and asked:

"How many days have you not rested?"

Ju Tianrui shook his head and smiled bitterly, but said nothing.

"How many days? Answer the question." The third uncle's tone became stern.

Ju Tianrui said in a hoarse voice: "Four or five days."

"Minister, there are too many people pouring into the trading market. The city lord said that we should try to accommodate as many people as possible, but we don't have enough manpower now and there are many problems..."

Lao Yi, who was standing next to him, was also in a sluggish state. He had been very tired recently.

So he helped Ju Tianrui explain to his third uncle:

"Minister, there are too many things going on recently. We need to keep up with the progress of construction. When survivors come in, they need to be searched carefully. Some of the survivors who come in are dishonest..."

"Captain Ju stayed in the conference room for five days and was always busy."

The third uncle took a deep breath and wanted to scold them, but saw their appearance.

Discouraged again.

After all, they have no experience in managing tens of thousands of people, and they have been under great pressure recently.

A natural disaster is coming soon, and in this panic, they look anxious.

call--

The third uncle let out a breath of turbid air. He was filled with anger but could not vent it out, which made him feel uncomfortable.

If you don’t do things the right way, you’ll be exhausted and useless!

It's not that Ju Tianrui's abilities are insufficient, but that if he is suddenly in charge of a team of several hundred people and suddenly manages tens of thousands, he will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Growth also takes time.

The third uncle was not in a good mood, but at this moment, his brain was working rapidly.

"You, go back and take a shower, have a good meal, and sleep! Don't worry about anything else!" Third Uncle pointed at Ju Tianrui and said.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The tone is calm, but it is a bit like the silence of a volcano about to erupt.

When people hear it, their hearts palpitate.

Ju Tianrui hasn't had a good sleep in the past few days, and his thoughts are no longer flowing smoothly.

Naturally, I didn't hear the third uncle's emotions.
To be continued...