Merchants in Yanghuafang began to spontaneously bring large amounts of food and clothing from their shops and give them to the refugees.
Li Yun also rushed to Yanghuafang with the captured refugees. There were no less than 500 people in total, and these were still captured.
I don’t know how many more have not been caught.
Some urban management officers were taken away by Li Yun to buy food.
Looking at the refugees, Fang Chen spoke again: "Everyone, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and there is no such thing as getting something for nothing."
"We, the people of Yanghuafang, are kind-hearted and give you food and clothes. I hope you can also show compassion and give back to them. Don't ever take charity from others for granted."
The refugee nodded, seeming to have more soul than the previous indifference.
"You guys, starting from today, go to their two houses to help, whether it's delivering goods or selling things. If you make a mistake, you will be punished! Are you willing to accept it?" Fang Chen said.
Those refugees who had robbed businesses hurriedly said: "Sir, I am willing to be punished. It was our fault before."
"My lord, you are right. Since we have all fled here, we must live well!"
"Very good, you have some backbone, that's how you look!"
Fang Chen felt a little more relaxed and looked at Xiao San, who had arrived late: "Xiao San, after these people finish eating, you select some of them to work with you. Then wait for my news."
"Okay, Mr. Fang, I don't have enough manpower, and there is still room for accommodation. Don't worry."
Xiao San smiled.
He was living a prosperous life during this period of his childhood. If he had known that he could make money by digging out excrement, I would still be a fool.
"Li Niu."
Fang Chen then looked at a team leader of the urban management team: "Xiao San picked out the remaining people, you can accept them, and you don't need them to do anything else. Clean the city, clean public toilets and so on."
Li Niu nodded hurriedly, and after Fang Chen finished speaking, he called all the refugees together and said: "You will stay in Yanghuafang during this period. Someone will arrange your residence for you, and someone will count your names later."
"We have agreed in advance that you will not be paid for your work during this period, but you will have to eat and we will definitely not let you starve to death."
"I would also like to assure you here that you will be assigned a new job soon, and you will receive a monthly salary and three meals a day."
"Thank you, sir! Please rest assured, sir, we will never let you down." Most of the refugees had recovered a lot by now and thanked them quickly.
Fang Chen is different from Liu Yuanqing. For Liu Yuanqing, refugees are just tools for him to gain fame.
But Fang Chen wants to lift up their human spirit and find their lost souls!
If not, then even if they are alive, they are just a group of walking zombies!
It's just that this is all he can do at this stage, there are too many refugees.
If there is anything good about Liu Yuanqing, it is that this idiot has lost his head and made a lot of money.
Now that the refugees' attention is focused on Wenxuanfang, Fang Chen feels a lot more relaxed.
After handling this group of refugees, Fang Chen was a little tired and went straight to Ye Xue'e's place.
Seeing the tired look on his face when he told the story, Ye Xue'e felt distressed and hurriedly asked Hongxiu to make some food.
The three of them had dinner together at the same table, which made Fang Chen feel like family.
After the red-sleeved girl finished cleaning up, she went back to her room.
The sky gradually darkened, and the crescent moon and starlight replaced the setting sun.
Watching Ye Xue'e copying verses at the side, Fang Chen stepped forward and found the poem "The Case of Sapphire". He couldn't help but smile and said, "You like this poem very much?"
"Yes, the artistic conception is very beautiful, but it's a pity that I didn't see your original manuscript." Ye Xue'e said regretfully.
Fang Chen wiped the tip of his nose awkwardly, and the woman snickered as if she had thought of something: "But your handwriting is really ugly. The poems in the poetry book you gave me are each more ugly than the last.
So I had to re-write it."
"Is it that ugly? Isn't it good?"
I don't have much self-awareness about my own handwriting, Fang Chen, but it seems that Ye Xue'e's handwriting is indeed much better than my own.
"That's pretty good. You really should practice calligraphy more. Otherwise, if someone asks you for calligraphy, they will inevitably make people laugh."
Fang Chen laughed and picked up Ye Xue'e: "Then it would be great if you came to ghostwrite."
Ye Xue'e was slightly panicked by the sudden hug, and glanced at Fang Chen coquettishly.
After letting Fang Chen put herself down and put away the copied poems, she accidentally saw the dark night sky outside the window.
Seeing that Fang Chen had no intention of leaving, he pursed his lips with a lot of emotions for a moment: "Well, aren't you going back to the Bingma Division tonight?"
Fang Chen smiled strangely and looked at Ye Xue'e, whose face turned red during the question: "If I don't go, I'll stay here."
Ye Xue'e's face turned even crimson. There were only two rooms in this small courtyard.
"Well, then I'm going to rest first, and I'll go squeeze in with Hongxiu," she said.
Fang Chen said with a smile: "Everyone is asleep, why don't you wake them up if you go again?"
"No, it's okay."
The woman's voice was already too low to be heard. Fang Chen smiled evilly and suddenly held her in his arms.
Looking at the frightened beauty, he joked: "That won't work. Then the husband is here, but the daughter-in-law has to sleep with someone else."
"No, don't talk nonsense, so and so is your wife." Ye Xue'e no longer knew how to face Fang Chen.
Looking at that timid expression, Fang Chen couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and a feeling of heat rose from his lower abdomen.
Holding Ye Xue'e in her arms, she came to the bedside.
"square……"
As soon as she called out, the woman was placed on the bed and her soft red lips were blocked.
Gradually, Ye Xue'e held Fang Chen's clothes tightly with her hands and exhaled like blue.
Fang Chen fired a blast of energy backwards and directly extinguished the oil lamp and candlelight, and the small room suddenly became dark.
There were only sparse sounds and two increasingly serious breaths.
Even in the dark through the clothes, Fang Chen could feel the perfection of this delicate body in his arms.
Her body was so soft that it seemed like someone could sink into it, making Fang Chen just want to make love.
I don’t know how long it took, but a snow-white dress appeared on the ground.
Fang Chen controlled a pair of astonishingly elastic plump breasts. The woman opened her eyes wide, opened her red lips slightly, and quickly wrapped her arms around Fang Chen's neck and put her red lips on her, so as not to make that embarrassing sound.
Suddenly, Fang Chen touched a bright and clean area, and quickly retracted his hand. His heart was filled with shock, shock, and joy. He didn't expect Xue'e to be such a top-notch woman.
The woman came back to her senses and closed her legs tightly, followed by a slight sob.
Fang Chen was panicking and hugged Ye Xue'e quickly: "Xue'e, don't be afraid, I'm sorry I was too impatient."
"you are bullying me!"
Being held in Fang Chen's arms, Ye Xue'e buried her head and cried out in grievance. Her unusual physique made her always sensitive.