"Boss, of course."

The slave owners laughed, and they liked this kind of direct and wealthy person.

How to say it, it is the protagonist who comes quickly with a stupid person.

Lu Chuan's approach is what they like the most. They don't buy it one by one, but are aimed at everyone, and everyone can get some business.

Sitting in the office of one of the slave owners, Lu Chuan instantly became the center.

"What is the best?"

"It is best to have talent and virtue, education and health."

Lu Chuan sipped tea and gave a conclusion.

What I want is elites. No matter how strong a mess is, it has no effect in Lu Chuan's eyes. He doesn't expect them to help him farm. Why do you need such great strength?

"I understand." The slave owners replied and dispersed directly.

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"Boss, look, don't look at him as thin, but he is healthy and free from illness or pain. If he suffered a little pain in the past, he would be full of vitality."

The fastest slave owner had already brought six people to Lu Chuan.

All the six people were wearing anklets on their necks and hands and feet, standing numbly in front of Lu Chuan. Their eyes were blind and even motionless. All they saw on their faces was a piece of gray.

The slave owner was a thin man with triangular eyes and a fierce face.

At this time, he introduced one of them.

"Tell me the point." Lu Chuan frowned and interrupted his long-winded introduction.

The slave owner immediately changed his tone: "What's more important is that he graduated from Harvard University in the United States and worked in a management job in a well-known foreign company for ten years. According to his instructions, he was poached back to China with a high salary and served as the general manager of a listed company. In three years, the end of the world happened."

Lu Chuan became interested: "Take it serious?"

The slave owner revealed his big yellow teeth: "Of course, under our means, there is no secret in him."

In Lu Chuan's opinion, he is fully qualified to work at a management team.

The general manager of a listed company like this is definitely a real thing. Before the end of the world, there is no need to expect to invite others if the annual salary is less than a few million.

But what about now?

If you eat three meals a day, you will use it.

Lu Chuan said: "Give me his information."

The slave owner immediately handed over a piece of information to Lu Chuan, which was He Dongfan's information. This piece of information was like a brief introduction, listing He Dongfan's experience.

If these information is real, this person can be reused by himself.

"Very good." Lu Chuan nodded and said, "He Dongfan, raise your head."

He Dongfan seemed to be numb, and he seemed to be unable to hear Lu Chuan's words.

The slave owner was furious and said sternly: "He Dongfan raises his head."

Like a conditioned reflex, He Dongfan suddenly raised his head, with fear in his eyes. He had an instinctive reaction to this voice, and the fear in his heart made him obey.

He Dongfan is definitely a successful person. Even though he has been malnourished for a long time and has been hungry and beaten, he still maintains a handsome face. It is the kind of charming and patient face.

Before the end of the world, He Dongfan's appearance would have fascinated many women.

Handsome, rich, general manager of listed companies, turtle... Harvard talented student, earning millions of annual income. Tsk, after this series of combinations, is there any woman who can resist his charm?

pity……

Now, everything has turned into nothingness.

Lu Chuan, no matter what reason he became a slave, it doesn't matter, what's important is that he is about to be used by himself.

"Okay, no problem." Lu Chuan smiled and looked through the second information.

Lu Xiangyue, female, 37 years old, chief structuralist of KL company, graduated from Huaxia University.

With this information alone, Lu Chuan knew that this was really good.

Lu Chuan of this KL company is not sure what it is, but how can he be the one who can become the chief structural engineer? This school that graduates are also awesome universities.

The third part.

Ding Hai, male, forty-nine years old, materials engineer, has been in the industry for 21 years.

A materials engineer needs to be responsible for a lot of things. The monthly salary of a material engineer who has been in the industry for ten years will not be less than 15,000 yuan, which is the most basic. It is normal for a better person to have tens of thousands of yuan.

With twenty-one years of experience, Ding Hai's monthly salary is more than 100,000 yuan and an annual salary of 1.2 million yuan. It can be imagined that his ability in this area is definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary material engineer.

Lu Chuan still needs this type of person very much.

Lu Chuan doesn't need him to observe the market and develop new materials. What Lu Chuan needs is that he can give advice for himself in the materials and use his experience to serve himself.

The following four, five, and six are all elites in the industry.

Think about it, the people selected from so many slaves are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

After looking through these six pieces of information, Lu Chuan closed it and said, "I want all these six, let's offer a price."

The slave owner showed his yellow teeth, and he rubbed his hands and said, "Boss, they are the six best in my hands, one of which costs at least five hundred kilograms of rice."

Lu Chuan smiled faintly, pointed at the six of them and said, "You are crazy about being poor? They only have these arms and legs, can they pick or carry them? They are talented, but tell me, what do you want them to do? Like Ding Hai, do I have any materials for him to analyze, analyze the market, and analyze the future prospects? Now is the end of the world, who knows what tomorrow will be like? Even they, you dare to ask for five hundred kilograms of rice, are you teasing me, right?"

The slave owner smiled awkwardly. In this end of the world, people were calculated based on strength, and it was not just that they could learn.

In the end of the world, learning is useless. It is not as strong as you, can help with some work, and can kill more zombies.

The truly useful talent is in the manufacturing of weapons.

In the stronghold, there is an extremely lack of weapons. This type of talent can afford this price, not to mention five hundred kilograms, even five thousand kilograms.

"Then let's have four hundred kilograms of rice, this really cannot be missing. You also know that in order to support them, there are more than this ones to eat." The slave owner began to lower the price.

Lu Chuan stretched out two fingers: "Two hundred kilograms, no more."

"You add some more, three hundred and fifty kilograms?" The slave owner pretended to be painful and said, "It's time to support them and make them surrender again. No matter how low they are, it's really impossible to do it."

"Three hundred kilograms, one liang more, I will turn around and leave. Anyway, there should be more here." Lu Chuan stood up.

The slave owner gritted his teeth and said, "Three hundred is three hundred, but you must buy a few more others."

Lu Chuan laughed: "No problem."

…………

There are at least a dozen slave owners here who dominate this market.

A slave owner contributed several, and in total, there were more than seventy people who could buy them and were useful. These people were elites in various industries and could not be said to be top talents, but in peacetime, they were all talented with millions of high salaries.

But now, you can buy them in just 300 kilograms of rice.

What greets them is that they have no salary, only food, but they control their life and death.

One by one, the slave owners brought some people over, and Lu Chuan bought them about 200 people.

Lu Chuan paid about twenty tons of rice for this, which is a totally crazy number in the stronghold.

Chu Bin and Wu Jiang, who knew the transaction volume, were almost scared. Twenty tons of rice, what does this mean? They became nervous. They didn't know how much food their boss had.

They had already brought two hundred kilograms of rice to the scene before, but they were already in pain.

But now, two hundred pounds are just a drop in the bucket.

"Boss, we..."

Chu Bin was a little anxious and couldn't help but want to remind him.

Lu Chuan waved his hand, but whispered: "I have food stored outside the base, so don't worry."

Chu Bin and the others were finally relieved, and at the same time, they were also glad that they followed the right person. The person who took out the twenty tons of rice must have robbed a well-stocked grain warehouse, otherwise there would not be so much food.

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Outside the stronghold.

Lu Chuan jumped out of the car and said, "You guys are waiting for me here."

It is five kilometers away from the stronghold and is a safe area.

Buildings were built along the street, forming a small market-like place. It had been looted for a long time, and all the food they could be used is gone. Lu Chuan chose a place that was easy to transport, and the rice stored in his storage space appeared directly here in his mind.

Twenty-five tons appeared instantly.

The power of storage space lies here, it is completely controlled by thoughts.

If you take out bags of rice, twenty-five tons of rice will make people crazy.

All these rice are from modern times. Lu Chuan asked Yiran to purchase it on his behalf. It was just a pure white rice bag with no mark on it, it was pure white.

The rice was packed by Chen Mi.

After handling the grain, Lu Chuan walked out of the room and waved to Chu Bin and the others: "Come here and bring the grain here into the car."

This is a heavy truck, which Lu Chuan rented for hundreds of kilograms of rice.
To be continued...