Zieg looked at the time and felt that the staff of the park management office should go to work, so he walked over and knocked on the door of the office.

"Boss Qi, are you here?"

A man in his thirties wearing glasses who was reading a newspaper raised his head and greeted Sieger. The last time Sieger applied for the resumption of business was with him. The man in his thirties was named Wang, named Wang Bingwei, and was the head of the park management office. Everyone else was used to calling him Director Wang. Wang Bingwei has a very good memory. Anyone who has met can remember clearly who is who.

"Director Wang, I want to set up some queued guardrails next to the space shuttle, covering an area of ​​about ten square meters." Zigg didn't say nonsense, came to Wang Bingwei's desk and raised it directly to him.

"Your space shuttle? Set up the line guardrail?" Wang Bingwei supported his nose and put his glasses on his face, looking a little surprised.

In the recreation area of ​​Beijiao Park, the items that can be used for queueing guardrails are probably bumper cars and pirate ships. That is only available for holidays. Sieg's space shuttle... Can business be so good?

"Yes." Zieg nodded. The things rewarded by the system cannot be left there without any care, right?

"Okay, I'll go over and take a look. If the tourists don't affect the walking, the problem will not be very big." Wang Bingwei was idle and idle. After closing the newspaper in front of him, he left the office with Zieg, and walked towards the place where the space shuttle was with his hands on his back.

The space shuttle is relatively remote, with no roads or flower beds around it. It is more than enough to put down the guardrails of more than ten square meters in line.

"Do you think it's necessary? Can your business be so good that you have to queue up?" Wang Bingwei confirmed to Zieg.

"What if it gets hot? People don't have ideals in life, what's the difference between them and salted fish?" Zieg looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, with a very ambitious expression.

"Oh? Well? OK..." Wang Bingwei was stunned, feeling that if the little boss in front of him had no problem with his head, he would have unique ambitions.

I remember that Jack Ma was ridiculed by BBC reporters and could not make money by making empty talk. What happened? Was he slapped in the face? Wang Bingwei had read related reports in the newspaper, but he didn't want to delay the future of a great young man with ideals and ambitions because of his own reasons.

"You can find someone to do it. There is no need to go through any procedures. I just agree. Originally, this piece of land was rented to you as a whole. Just don't go beyond this range to block the road." After Wang Bingwei's actual investigation, he waved his hand and agreed to Zieg.

"Then thank Director Wang."

"You are kind, do business well and make a lot of money! Make a lot of money! Haha..." Wang Bingwei smiled at Zieg. The business in the Beijiao Park amusement area is very poor. As long as these owners do not ask him to cancel the lease and ask for the prepaid management fee, he will worship the Bodhisattva and burn incense. As for the requests they made, as long as they do not violate the management regulations of the park, they can agree.

After Wang Bingwei left, Zigg looked around and found a chance without anyone. He adjusted the queue guardrail from the "system" - "props" bar of the mind, and placed it virtually on the ground in front of him. Then he used his mind to make a subtle adjustment of the angle and position of the queue guardrail.

"Put it here?" A prompt popped up in the system, and then there were two options: "OK" and "Cancel".

"Confirm." Zieg felt that it was almost done and confirmed the placement of the queue guardrail.

A complete set of queue guardrails about half a meter high appeared near the space shuttle, surrounding the space shuttle, allowing tourists to queue up in the future to enter the space shuttle cabin area. The square formation formed by the queue guardrails can rank a total of twenty tourists, making the place look much more formal.

After finishing the line-up guardrail, Zieg looked at it at about 9:30, and the system had to maintain it for five and a half hours. Now he had nothing to do.

After thinking about it, Zieg found an Internet cafe near the park to play online games. Recently, Zieg has been playing a zombie online game called "Trilling World". The game is very exciting and exciting, but Zieg was so poor that he even had a problem with eating. He hasn't entered this game for many days.

Now that I have the remaining money in my hand, of course I have to enjoy it.

With familiar pictures, thrilling journeys, and passionate killing, Sieg soon became addicted to the extremely wonderful "Trilling World".

"It's a pity that it's a game to play on the screen. If I could have the game chip of "Trilling World" in the space shuttle, it would be very satisfying to go in and play it in an immersive way, right?"

"When zombies pounce on them, they will definitely be very terrifying and exciting. The feeling on the computer screen is very different from facing zombies in person. Only in the space shuttle can you completely simulate the real feeling..."

"For example, if you are thrown down by a zombie or bitten by a zombie, the tourists will definitely scream in pain, right? A hundred ways to die will be together sooner or later." Sieg couldn't help but think about it in the gap between the game.

"This is a large-scale amusement project. You have to use Time Bamboo Technology. Only after you are promoted to the level of C-level administrator or above in the amusement park can you obtain such a large-scale amusement chip." The screen in Zieg's field of vision lit up at the right time, and the robot explained to Zieg a few words.

"Oh? At that time, would there be a trembling world of zombies?"

"There should be that game chips cover all human cultures and the limits of all thinking, only what you can't imagine and what you can't create without chips." The robot looked very proud.

"It seems I'm going to work harder to complete the task."

"Come on!"

After playing online games, time passed quickly. At around three o'clock, the robot appeared and reminded Zieg, telling him the news that the system maintenance had been completed.

"knew."

Zieg was teaming up with several players to cross the bridge. There were corpses blocking the road in front and tides of corpses were chasing behind. Now it was the time to kill. He knew that there would not be too many tourists in the Beijiao Park amusement area around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, so he didn't care about the maintenance that had been completed. He fought in the Internet cafe for more than two hours and successfully crossed the bridge. Then he left the Internet cafe with satisfaction for dinner and returned to the Beijiao Park amusement area.

When Zieg returned to the vicinity of the space shuttle, he was shocked... Dozens of tourists surrounded the space shuttle, some stood in the queue guardrail, and some stood outside talking. When he saw him come back, more than a dozen tourists rushed towards him together.

Business is so good today? I would have been back earlier if I knew it. Being addicted to online games has wasted a great opportunity to make money!

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