Weird asylum, you're taking in a human like me?

After following the special warfare soldier out of the residential building, Zhang Ming stopped and looked back for a moment.

Then he turned around and followed the special warfare soldier without looking back.

The special warfare soldier escorted Zhang Ming all the way to the Magic City Airport.

At this moment, the airport's terminal was already full of people.

These people were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, chatting in groups of three or four.

Zhang Ming's arrival immediately attracted the attention of several people.

Those people stood up and walked towards Zhang Ming. One of them laughed as he walked: "Old Zhang! Why did I hear that you were assigned to the bedding factory before? Haha, can you still do such delicate work? Can you hold the embroidery needle steadily?"

Hearing this teasing, Zhang Ming squeezed a smile on his face.

He curled his lips and said: "Hey! You really don't say it, maybe there will be a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water embroidered by me, Old Zhang, on the quilt you cover at night!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately laughed in unison.

After getting together, the crowd looked at each other.

One of the older men sighed and said, "Alas! I don't know what the higher-ups are going to do by calling our team together.

Lao Zhang, you were the director of our business department and the head of the office. Do you have any inside information?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "I don't have any inside information. Don't think too much and just go with the flow!"

Just as they were chatting, a soldier came towards the terminal with a cardboard box in his arms.

The arrival of the soldier naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The soldier put the box on the ground and took out a cigarette from it.

He shook the cigarette in his hand and then said loudly, "Gentlemen who want to smoke, everyone can come to me to get two packs!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was immediately excited.

"Wow! What a big deal! Come on, come on, I've been holding it in for a long time!"

On the side, Zhang Ming's group hurried forward to line up and get cigarettes after hearing this.

While queuing, Zhang Ming heard someone whispering.

"We haven't started yet, why are you giving us cigarettes first? Aren't they the butt cigarettes?"

"Bah! With your current miserable life, can you still afford two packs of cigarettes? Brother, are you not awake yet?"

"Haha! That's right!"

Soon, Zhang Ming also got two packs of cigarettes.

Just when he was about to invite people to the smoking room, he heard the soldier say again: "Gentlemen, you can smoke directly in the waiting hall, no need to go to the smoking room."

Hearing this, Zhang Ming immediately smiled and said: "Haha, this is the first time I smoke in the waiting hall!"

After saying that, he didn't hesitate and directly put a cigarette in his mouth.

Then he touched his pockets and found that he didn't bring a lighter.

Zhang Ming was stunned.

Zhang Ming was not the only one who didn't bring a lighter. No one on the scene brought that thing.

At this time, the soldier took out a lighter from the cardboard box and distributed it.

For a while, the whole terminal was filled with smoke.

A group of people sat on the chairs in the terminal and began to smoke.

Even those who didn't smoke lit one.

The atmosphere became silent for a while.

No one spoke, and everyone was in a heavy mood.

Soon, a man who seemed to be a crew member came to the terminal.

He clapped his hands and said loudly: "Everyone, I am the captain of this flight. I am very happy to meet you here.

Before leaving for Kyoto, I have been ordered to explain to you the work that will be arranged for you."

Hearing his words, everyone looked at him.

The captain coughed twice, and then continued: "The superiors asked me to inform you that we now need to build a new financial system. The specific work content will be communicated with you after you arrive in Kyoto.

Due to the principle of confidentiality, I don't know the specific situation.

Now, please board the plane in turn, gentlemen!"

After the voice fell, he walked towards the boarding corridor.

The people waiting in the terminal looked at each other, with shocked expressions on their faces.

They are the elites of the financial industry, and their understanding of the financial system is far beyond that of ordinary people.

No one knows better than them what it means to rebuild the financial system in the current world.

When the war broke out on all fronts, the financial system basically did not exist.

Because at this time, all productivity must serve the front line.

Currency has become waste paper.

This is also the main reason why they switched to screwing before.

And now, someone told them to rebuild a wholeNew financial system.

This news was like a nuclear bomb dropped among them.

"Is the war on the front line over?" Someone murmured in a dull voice.

His doubts were also the doubts of others.

Only after the war is over will a new financial system be needed.

Whether it is a defeat or a victory.

A brand-new financial system can quickly help society get out of the trauma of war, and it is also a comprehensive reshuffle of the market.

At this time, Zhang Ming's heart became hot.

His eyes trembled, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Lao Zhang! Did you hear it?"

Someone around him pushed Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming came back to his senses instantly.

At this moment, his face flushed and full of excitement.

"I heard it... I heard it!"

…………

Kyoto.

The warden was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea leisurely.

Suddenly, the assistant pushed open the door of the office and walked in anxiously.

"Mr. Warden! Just five minutes ago, a space wormhole suddenly appeared over Kyoto. Do you want to go and take a look?"

Hearing this, the warden was startled and immediately stood up.

He said to himself in surprise, "How come it's so fast?"

The assistant asked curiously, "What's so fast?"

The warden waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it. Hurry up and arrange it for me. I'll go meet the guest who came from afar first!"

After saying that, the warden seemed to remember something and quickly added, "Have you dealt with the matter of planning a piece of land that I arranged for you to do before?"

The assistant nodded and said, "It has been handled. The acting leader of the C02 shelter has communicated with the local authorities.

If nothing unexpected happens, the local authorities are coordinating the migration of people to the north."

Hearing this, the warden frowned.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it! Let them stop making trouble.

We'll talk about the migration later. Don't make a mess of it. It will embarrass us humans!"