Good luck gold recycling.

Not far from Zhou Qiang's residential community, a large billboard appeared in a store.

Zhou Qiang stood at the door wearing a mask, trying to make himself more natural before walking in.

The gold shop was deserted, with only a slightly fat boss lying on the counter, watching the video on his cell phone.

Seeing Zhou Qiang come in, the other party smiled professionally.

"Brother, do you want to buy or sell gold?"

He was not surprised to see Zhou Qiang wearing a mask. It is normal for young people to wear masks these days.

Some non-mainstream young people also make this fashionable.

Besides, there are always some indescribable hidden things to those who come to him.

Zhou Qiang glanced at the counter, and there were some gold jewelry displayed inside. Not a lot of them, and the workmanship was relatively rough, which is likely to be used to avoid people's eyes and ears.

"Sell."

Zhou Qiang cherishes his words as gold.

The boss's eyes lit up. He walked out of the counter and became enthusiastic: "Come in with me."

After more than ten minutes, Zhou Qiang left.

And this boss became happy.

The amount recovered today is worth the amount he used to be in a month.

The key is that at this price, he will make a lot of money.

…………

Zhou Qiang rode a shared bicycle and wandered around the city.

Whenever I pass by a small gold shop or a pawn shop, I will go in and leave quickly.

It was not until the evening that Zhou Qiang took away the gold he had obtained in this end of the world.

“2.05 million.”

Looking at the balance in his bank account, Zhou Qiang smiled.

It's the same as his idea.

The price reduction of these informal gold recycling is very strong. Zhou Qiang's average transaction price is only 280 yuan per gram.

Compared with the current gold price of 375 yuan, there is a big gap.

Zhou Qiang is just an ordinary person. He has no special channels and no bargaining power at all.

In many cases, Zhou Qiang is on the weak side.

If someone else is going to be confused about this issue.

Zhou Qiang doesn't.

There are countless gold in the end of the world, and this is just a drop in the ocean.

This method of selling at a low price is to obtain funds as quickly as possible.

Compared with the development of the end of the world, what is the loss in front of you?

With a zombie manufacturing system, of course, in the early stage, we will find ways to quickly create more zombies for our own use.

At that time, let the zombies collect the entire city, and the money is just a set of numbers.

What's more, this method is only used in the early stage. When Zhou Qiang has more money, there will be more room for operation.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about this loss.

"Qianzi, I'm here."

On my phone, I received a message from Li Ying.

"Li Ying, I'll go there now."

Zhou Qiang replied, then rode a shared bicycle to the old place he and Li Ying frequently visited, a food stall with good taste.

After ten minutes, Zhou Qiang arrived.

"Qianzi, here."

When Li Ying saw Zhou Qiang, he stood up and waved his hands.

Zhou Qiang parked the shared bicycle and walked over. He was not polite. He pulled out the chair and sat down, picked up the skewers he had ordered and started eating.

Li Ying poured a glass of beer for Zhou Qiang and said, "Qianzi, is the matter really solved?"

Zhou Qiang nodded and laughed: "Actually, my parents lied to me to go back for a blind date."

It is impossible to tell anyone about the zombie creation system.

The excuse of blind date is indeed perfect.

At his age, it is indeed time to consider these things.

When Li Ying heard that Zhou Qiang was tricked by his parents to go back for a blind date, he burst into laughter and was overjoyed.

After a moment, he held back his laughter and asked, "How is it, are you?"

"It's a big deal, no car, no house, no deposit, no three-person, how can it be done?" Zhou Qiang smiled bitterly.

Most people are heavy on this topic.

Li Ying patted Zhou Qiang on the shoulder, raised his glass and said, "Don't say anything, drink!"

After the two of them toasted, Li Ying said, "Work hard, I think this Lu Yao still has a good impression of you, maybe you two will be the one?"

Thinking of Lu Yao, Zhou Qiang smiled.

This is a woman who makes him have a good impression of.

But who can say that fate is like this?

"Li Ying, I may be resigning."

Zhou Qiang was very clear about this matter. With his zombie manufacturing system, he has left the scope of ordinary people.

There is no point in continuing to work.

The zombie manufacturing system is timely compulsory, and it cannot be allowed to be teleported.

It’s impossible to ask for leave, right?

Resigning is the best way to do it.

Li Ying was surprised: "Qianzi, why do you want to quit?"

Zhou Qiang smiled faintly and looked at the streets after nightfall. The lights are bright and bustling here, but an ordinary person in this city is destined to have nothing to do with him.

"I want to make a breakthrough while I am young now."

He pointed to the street and said to Li Ying: "If we still settle for the status quo, when will we buy a house and a car? We will never think of owning our own house in this city in our entire life."

"I don't want to settle for my life."

"Don't wait until you get old, you'll return to your hometown in shame, facing the loess and facing the sky."

This is an excuse for Zhou Qiang to resign, but isn’t it Zhou Qiang’s heart once?

It was helpless before.

Now that there is a choice, Zhou Qiang of course has to work hard.

With the opportunity to change, no matter how dangerous the end of the world is, Zhou Qiang will never be afraid.

Li Ying was silent.

After a long time, he hugged Zhou Qiang's shoulder and raised the wine in his glass: "I won't say anything, brother supports your idea."

…………

The two of them drank until ten o'clock before leaving with a little drunkenness.

Zhou Qiang took out his cell phone and transferred 20,000 yuan to his sister.

It’s not that I don’t want to give more, but if I have too many, I have to make excuses.

As soon as the money was transferred, my sister Zhou Ning's message arrived: "Brother, why are there so many?"

Zhou Qiang replied with a smile: "Your brother signed a big contract and the bonus is 50,000 yuan. And the supervisor applied to raise my salary. You can take it with peace of mind, change the phone, and eat it when it should. Don't be wronged."

After coaxing and deceiving, Zhou Ning finally made Anxin earn this 20,000 yuan.

Back at the rental house, Zhou Qiang did not go to bed as soon as possible after taking a shower, and was lying on the bed, pondering what he wanted to do next.

There are still two and a half days left before the next teleportation.

It seems that time is very good, but when you think about it carefully, time is very urgent and there are many things to do.

It's very simple to resign.

As long as you don’t have a salary, a piece of information can be solved.

But Zhou Qiang thought much more than this. The experience of these three days made Zhou Qiang realize the dangers of the end of the world.

The attack power and defense power of ordinary zombies are simply weak.

It's okay to attack the sneak attack behind the back. If you encounter a genetically mutated zombie, you will be killed instantly.

"So, the first step is to find a way to arm the zombies?"

Zhou Qiang touched his chin and thought.

For example, create shields, armor and so on for zombies, and then use more handy weapons.
Chapter completed!