Doomsday disaster: Stock up on billions of supplies at the beginning

In an ordinary office, Mu Yun had a cup of green tea in front of him. He was really invited to drink tea. Opposite him sat two prosecutors who were probably in their thirties. Their expressions were serious and solemn, and seemed to be a bit scrutinizing. "Mr. Mu." One of them finally couldn't help but speak, "We received a report from a kind citizen, saying that you sold off a large number of company properties and misappropriated company funds for unknown purposes, which is very suspicious."

"Oh?"

Mu Yun calmly picked up the water cup and took a sip, "I wonder who this kind citizen is? I will thank him later."

"We have the right to protect the privacy of others." The man's face remained unchanged, and he continued calmly, "I hope you will cooperate with our work."

Mu Yun looked at him with a smile, "I cooperate very well."

"Let me guess, Wu Changshan? Or Wu Xue?"

The two prosecutors were stunned for a moment, but then returned to normal.

Their expressions were seen by Mu Yun, he snorted lightly, and a sarcastic arc rose at the corner of his mouth.

The answer is already very clear.

I thought that I would never have any intersection with the Wu family in this life, and I was ready to let them fend for themselves, but it is obvious that these guys are unwilling to give up and jump out.

In this case...

"Mr. Mu, please tell me the purpose of selling off the industry and why you want to stockpile a lot of supplies." The prosecutor ran out of patience.

"It's the end of the world, stock up some supplies."

The prosecutor choked, "Nonsense!"

Mu Yun shrugged and said slowly, "Okay, the industry is in recession, and we are going to transform into a large supermarket mall."

The two prosecutors exchanged glances and took notes.

Seeing this, Mu Yun sighed helplessly.

No one believes the truth, but lies are recorded.

It's really hard to persuade the damned ghost with good words, so forget it if you don't believe it.

"According to our understanding, your company was originally developing well, why did you suddenly transform."

The prosecutor began to persuade.

"To make a lot of money, otherwise do you think I'm bored?" Mu Yun said as a matter of course.

Prosecutor, "..."

"Why do you just hoard and not sell?"

"The mall is still under construction, can't we prepare for a rainy day?"

"But a lot of what you hoard are vegetables and fruits. Won't they all be ruined when the mall is built?"

"It's not okay if the company makes mistakes in its decision-making."

"Then half a month ago, a sum of 10 billion yuan was suddenly transferred to a Swedish account. This must be evidence of your money laundering."

"Is it okay if you entered the wrong bank card number?"

Two prosecutors: "..."

This answer is absolutely amazing!

Various signs indicate that Mu Yun is a business owner who failed in business, and the 10 billion yuan fund issue needs to be investigated.

But without evidence, detaining Mu Yun for a maximum of 24 hours is meaningless.

The most important thing is that Fenglin Group has been losing money and has never had any other unknown funds in its accounts. This is the problem.

Since there is no money in the account, how can you launder black money?

Even the only time he went abroad, he went out empty-handed and came back empty-handed. There is no smuggling.

In the end, due to insufficient evidence, Mu Yun escaped unscathed.

Watching Mu Yun's graceful departure, one of the prosecutors suddenly remembered Mu Yun's joke just now.

"Old Zhao, you said... Is there really an apocalypse?"

The man called Old Zhao immediately rolled his eyes at him, "You've read too many novels."

The prosecutor touched his nose, "But... this kid's behavior is indeed a bit strange."

"It has nothing to do with us, just do your job well, let's go, it's time to get off work."

...

Mu Yun ignored such episodes and continued to live a daily routine.

But in addition to stockpiling, Mu Yun had one more thing to do, which was to download movies, TV series and cartoons from the Internet.

One day, Mu Yun returned to the manor and found that Coco had not slept yet, and was concentrating on watching an animation called "Paw Patrol" in the living room.

This reminded Mu Yun that the intangible cultural heritage in the network disk needed to be preserved.

Not long after the apocalypse began, Japan was gone, and Mu Yun decided to preserve the cultural heritage of this country for them.

In addition, Mu Yun also downloaded some science and education films to more than a dozen laptops and iPads.

Keke still has to go to school in the future, so learning materials cannot be missing.

Even if the world ends, the twelve-year compulsory education cannot be abandoned. At least some common sense must be mastered, and foreign languages ​​can be forgotten.

By the way, Mu Yun also went to Xinhua Bookstore and bought more than a dozen sets of textbooks for three-year simulation of five-year college entrance examinations, all for Coco.

The following days passed peacefully.

As for the corpse, Mu Yun also gave him a grand funeral, and even got a black man to carry the coffin, full of ritual sense.

Knowing that he might be the emperor, he also burned a palace and three thousand beauties in the harem.

It can be said that the service is very good.

…

Time passed day by day, getting closer and closer to the end of the world.

In the air, Mu Yun could already sense that the spiritual energy was slowly growing, but it was still extremely thin.

At this time, the countdown to the end of the world was thirty days.

Today, as usual, Mu Yun came to the single-family villa to collect supplies.

At this time, his mobile phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello?" Mu Yun answered the call.

A female voice came from the receiver, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Cucumber, not Melon?"

"Yes, I am. Who are you?"

"Hello, I'm selling shelters, the one in the group."

Mu Yun suddenly realized.

"Oh~ Are you the one with murderous crotch?"

The other party was silent for a moment, then said, "...Yes."

"Let's meet and chat, send me the address."

"...Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yun immediately found the other party in the group and added him as a friend.

Soon, the address was sent over.

[Murderous crotch]: The location is No. xx, xx Road, I'll wait for you there.

[Cucumber, not Melon]: Got it.

...

Some time ago, when Mu Yun was thinking about what supplies he still needed, he had an idea.

For professional matters, find professionals.

So, he found a group of doomsday enthusiasts.

Everyone in the group is a great god, and they speak well, Mu Yun just likes it too much.

There are some rich and powerful people or rich second-generation people who are influenced by novels.

Ordinary people are tired of living, who would tinker with this stuff? Only those rich people who are bored will study it.

There are also many survival masters in it, with rich wilderness survival skills.

There are also some architects and rich people who like to build doomsday shelters, and they often show their magical shelters in the group.

There are all kinds of strange shelters in rocks, underground, in water, on islands.

This inspired Mu Yun. In addition to adding some professional survival props, he began to look for a suitable shelter.

It happened that a rich second-generation rebuilt a brand new shelter and was going to sell the old one.

So there was the scene just now, but Mu Yun didn't expect that the other party was actually a girl.

"There is murderous aura in the crotch, tut tut tut, indeed, the murderous aura is quite heavy."