Volume 4: National Craftsmanship Chapter 70: ID card of Home No. 1
What is it like when 60,000 people rush into the inner city together?
There will definitely be chaos and extreme crowding, and there may even be stampedes. Obviously... Shang Qian has taken this into consideration, so the opening times and batches today are different. Depending on where people live, the time when everyone comes to collect the 10 yuan "Home Coin" is also different, and the three gates of the inner city are opened to divert the crowd. Therefore, although the scene today is crowded, it is not particularly crowded.
At the three gates of the inner city, there are large square areas with armored extraordinary people standing next to them. Their aura is so overwhelming that people dare not be presumptuous. This is the waiting area.
In front of the waiting area, there was a row of tables, a row of computers, and a row of workers in work clothes. Shen Jin and Shang Qian stood on the top floor of the villa, using binoculars to observe the situation at the three doors. "Fortunately, it's not too messy!"
"Today I asked several teams of extraordinary people not to go out. Each of them has a murderous aura. Who dares to cut in line in front of them?"
The two chatted while observing the scene. Shang Qian clenched her fingers tightly, obviously very nervous.
Shen Jin grabbed it and said, "Don't worry, now that we have made a plan, we just need to wait and see the results. No matter how bad it is... it is still under control!"
Shang Qian's body visibly relaxed, "Well... I was obsessed. With absolute extraordinary power, there will definitely be no chaos!"
Next, all the people who entered the inner city during this period discovered that the protagonists today were not those ferocious superhumans, but these workers in work clothes. "Hello, may I ask... is this where I can get the money?" An honest-looking middle-aged man politely asked the staff, "Yes, please fill out this form, and then take the ID card I gave you, and you can go over there to get the money!"
The staff had professional smiles on their faces, just like the foremen in the bank lobby before the apocalypse, which was very healing.
"Oh... OK, OK!"
The middle-aged man probably didn't expect the attitude to be so good. He nervously took a form, which required him to fill in his detailed personal information. After he filled it out, the customer service took a photo of him and made some simple operations on the computer. The [metal forming machine] behind him started to work, "Zizizizi——"
30 seconds later, a still-warm rectangular tin card came out. It was exactly the same size as an ID card before the apocalypse, with the middle-aged man's name, gender, address, number and...photo engraved on the front.
The back features the date of issue and a pickaxe.
"Okay, sir, this is your ID card from Home No. 1. You must carry it with you from now on. Don't lose it. It will cost 5 yuan to reissue it if you lose it! Now you can go over there and get a 10 yuan coin!"
The middle-aged man took out an exquisite silver-white metal card, raised it up and took a look. It was sparkling. The whole card looked even more exquisite than the ID card before the apocalypse. The pattern on the surface was still raised. Although the photo on it was white and gray, the texture was delicate and extremely real. "Such a beautiful ID card, if it was placed before the apocalypse... maybe it could be collected as a work of art," the middle-aged man said with emotion.
"Get done and leave! It's my turn!"
A sturdy man at the back pushed the middle-aged man and said, "Oh! Let's go now!"
The middle-aged man staggered after being pushed, turned back and smiled a few times as if to please others, then continued walking down. Such things happened a lot. Who made him just an ordinary person with no survival ability?
After he arrived at Home No. 1, the one who treated him the best was the young lady who had just processed his new ID card. She was pretty, had a sweet smile, and spoke nicely. If there hadn't been too many people behind him, the middle-aged man would have wanted to chat with the customer service lady for a while longer. "Hey... this young customer service lady is much better than the female secretaries I had before the end of the world. Why didn't I realize it before..."
On the rooftop, Shen Jin said with a smile: "The new customer service staff you hired are all good. They are professional and provide good service. I guess no one will complain about the slow service this time!"
"Which customer service representative do you think is good-looking?"
"Uh... I think the first button of that shirt is broken, it's good. Hey! Hey! Why are you pulling someone's ears!"
There was another fight upstairs.
The middle-aged man came to the second point. There were fewer staff here, just a few young men. Each of them had a computer. One of them took his ID card and took a look. After entering his ID number on the computer, he checked the photo and said, "It's me. Give him 10 yuan. If you want to buy something, you can go to the middle place and look around. But I suggest you choose a job first. After all, there are still many jobs to choose from now!"
A young man gave him 10 one-yuan homeland coins, "Oh! Thank you..."
The middle-aged man took it and walked towards the notice board pointed by the young man. There were two big words on it: [Recruitment]
[Shopkeeper, assist in the management of the No. 1 Homeland official store, responsible for selling weapons, armor, groceries, etc. Requirements: hospitality, enthusiasm, and service awareness. Remuneration: 2 Homeland Coins per day. Number of people to be recruited: 9 people, both men and women are welcome. Those who meet the requirements can apply for the position at the grocery store in the inner city. Recruiter: Shang Qian]
[New energy vehicle maintenance technician, responsible for repairing new energy vehicles... Recruiter: Shen Jin]
[Archer, responsible for picking up arrows and cleaning at the shooting range... Recruiter: Meng San]
[Reserve soldiers, participating in the military training of Homeland No. 1... Recruiter: Yang Ao]
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There are many more occupations to choose from, and the number of people to be recruited is also different. For example, a large number of farmers are needed to farm, and a top physicist is also needed to join Fu Wei's laboratory. All the recruits are Shen Jin's own people, and the compensation given is all home currency. The middle-aged man took a look and felt that the "shop assistant" occupation at the top was quite suitable for him. He used to make a fortune in the service industry, so he naturally knew how to serve customers, and... there were very few people recruited, only 9, and the one at the top was recruited personally by Shang Qian, one of the managers The future prospects must be better. He walked past the notice board and walked towards the grocery store that was recruiting workers, "Huh? What a coincidence, they said the place to use home currency is right next to it!"
The middle-aged man took a few quick steps and came to a group of buildings. It was still some distance from the villa where Shen Jin lived, but about the same distance from the three main gates of the inner city. It was a square area, divided into pieces like an industrial park. There were currently 7 buildings in it, "a weapons store, an armor store, a grocery store, a clothing store, a new energy vehicle store, a hospital, and a school!"
He was surprised to find that there was a six-story school here, with a monument at the door: College No. 1!
"Wow! I feel like the style has improved instantly..."
The building in the middle of the entire industrial park is two rows of small pavilions facing each other. There is a certain distance between each pavilion. There is a big name on the building: 24-hour vending machine.
The middle-aged man walked over. Each small pavilion was covered with glass panels, which could keep out the rain and look beautiful.
The interior of the pavilion uses a delicate gray-white material as the background. "Huh? It feels... so smooth, like plaster..."
The middle-aged man couldn't help but touch it. He felt that there were some problems with the aesthetics of the entire base. Everywhere there were walls, buildings, and roads made of a material called "cobblestone". Not only were they bumpy and uneven, but they were also extremely ugly!
The middle-aged man took his hand off the wall of the small pavilion and looked at the ATM-like machine in front of him. The LCD screen displayed:
[Provided: Home Coin × 1]
[Exchange: 1 jin of rice]
"Can this piece of iron really be exchanged for food?"
The middle-aged man took out a one-yuan coin with Shen Jin's portrait printed on it from his pocket, "Eh! Printing your own portrait on it, how shameless!"
Then he tentatively put it into the "coin slot", "Ding~!"
The machine swallowed , "Wow!"
An exquisite small bag model popped up at the delivery port below. "What the hell is this? It's so small, not even as big as my finger! Can it weigh one kilogram?"
“Bang!”
The small bag expanded and turned into a plastic bag containing a pound of rice.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and said, "Ah, this... can really be exchanged for food!?"
He looked at the nine Homeland Coins in his hand again, and suddenly felt that the man's portrait engraved on them became cute.
