After taking the food with Tang Xinmeng, Mo Shichen turned around and took his men and ye Shen to the food guidelines posting office.

"This is the rule. I hope you can abide by it together," said Mo Shichen Wen Sheng.

Everyone nodded.

Tang Wanxin carefully browsed the above guidelines, specifically to the meal time, meal quantity, and food surplus to the final distribution system.

"This system is quite humanized," Tang Wan said.

"If you're really hungry, those above are challenges to human nature. It seems easy to abide by, but it's actually very difficult," Mo Shichen explained.

Tang Wan thought, nodded and said, "yes."

"Is there a way to deal with it?" Tang Wanxin then asked.

"Yes, if there is a major disaster, these foods will be managed in a more strict way," Mo Shichen replied.

"And there will be special people to control it," he said.

Tang Wanxin looked around in doubt and asked, "special person?"

Mo Shichen smiled and pressed the wall on one side, and a wall was opened again in an instant.

A complete kitchen appeared in front of everyone.

"Welcome to the emergency kitchen," said three people respectfully.

Tang Wan was slightly surprised and asked, "can I still order hot dishes?"

"Yes, you can eat anything." Mo Shichen said.

"These are administrators?" Tang Wanxin asked.

"Well, he is the top three martial arts in the training team, and he has also specialized in cooking," said Mo Shichen.

"How many excellent people do you have?" Tang Wanxin asked with a smile.

"I'll show you then," said Mo Shichen, pretending to be mysterious.

"Go and have some." Mo Shichen took her inside.

The other side.

On the 11th, we also saw Chen Mengyin in the video that they had reached the hospital safely.

"Fairly honest." the eleventh said with a smile.

The leading man laughed: "I will do what I say."

"Should you transfer the shares of Mohs now?" he continued.

"Yes, let someone come." No. 11 sat in one seat with indifferent eyes.

A look of surprise flashed across the bottom of the head man's eyes.

Then.

He asked suspiciously, "are you sure you can just give it to me without talking about any chips?"

"What are the conditions for dying people to talk about? My goal has been achieved." said the 11th slowly.

"It's funny. No wonder Mo Shichen likes you so much." the man looked at the eleventh thoughtfully.

"Then I don't know." the eleventh said bitterly.

He is just a double. There is no so-called love.

Seeing this, the man then asked, "isn't it? He is willing to give you such a big asset. If he doesn't care about you, he won't give you this at all."

"It should be." No. 11 doesn't want to continue the conversation.

"I'll transfer my equity. Can I go downstairs?" asked the 11th, looking at the other party with a sad look.

The man looked at his good-looking face. He couldn't bear to refuse, so he promised: "if you want to go down now, I can walk with you."

On the 11th, he smiled faintly and nodded: "are you afraid I'll sneak away?"

"But it's normal for you to have this idea. No one wants to let the duck fly away with such a big asset." before the other party can speak, he continued on the 11th.

"Are you always so straightforward?" the man looked at her with appreciation.

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