Oil City.

A helicopter landed slowly.

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.

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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?"
To be continued...