155: The shelf is quite big

He Zhenjun was directly ignored by Tian Ming and immediately became enraged. "Damn it, why are people so ill-mannered these days? He's just a rescue worker, yet he wants to put on airs? He doesn't even look at what he is."

Tian Ming stopped and glanced at He Zhenjun. He Zhenjun walked forward, poked Tian Ming's chest with his finger, and said, "Young man, I'm talking to you. You didn't answer and even called me crazy. Don't you have any manners?"

"He Zhenjun, what time is it? You're still putting on airs like a Manager. Are you trying to get everyone killed?" Someone behind him said unhappily.

"Exactly! Don't you have a brain? What time is it now? Your connections are useless!"

He Zhenjun said very unhappily, "Why are you all arguing? Why? Which Donghai City rescue team Captain do I not know? He's just a small team member, yet he's so impolite. What are you afraid of? He's just a small team member; it won't affect tomorrow's rescue."

Tian Ming frowned and said coldly, "You're Manager He, right? Alright, you can stay here for tomorrow's rescue. Everyone else, follow me." Tian Ming didn't want to bother with these ordinary people because there was no need. Bullying an ordinary person brought him no pleasure; it would only dirty his hands.

"You!" He Zhenjun was choked by Tian Ming's words, his face turning beet red.

Tian Ming ignored He Zhenjun and walked directly out of the hall.

"Buddy, where are you going? Did you come by helicopter? Can you take us with you first?" A few people, seeing Tian Ming leave, immediately said with a hint of panic.

"Don't panic, he's just a rescue worker; he doesn't have much ability and can't take many people. Can't you wait for tomorrow's helicopter?" He Zhenjun said, comforting everyone.

The others started arguing. A woman angrily said, "Can you, a General Manager, stop pretending like this? 'Tomorrow's helicopter,' what if he doesn't come tomorrow? We'll all die. Don't you know the current situation?"

Someone immediately echoed, "Exactly! You want to show off, but you need to pick your moments, right? Still a General Manager, do you think you can continue to be one?"

Tian Ming had already gone downstairs. He planned to return to the Shelter first and then come back for the rescue tomorrow afternoon. Since this General Manager was putting on airs in front of him and didn't know his place, he certainly had to scare them.

More than a dozen people followed him out of the building. It was very cold outside, twenty degrees below zero. Although they were wearing heavy clothes, they were still trembling from the cold. They saw Tian Ming walking towards the port and quickly chased after him.

"Little brother, little brother."

Tian Ming heard someone calling him, turned his head, and said, "You all go back quickly. As I said, compile the personnel information, and everyone should have an information sheet. Just like a resume. Tomorrow, a helicopter will come to pick you up in front of the building, and I will also come. That's all for now; I'm going back to the Shelter."

After Tian Ming finished speaking, his body slowly rose into the air. Those who followed him out were stunned. Was this a superpower? Tian Ming no longer paid attention to them and directly manipulated the airflow. After a sonic boom, his figure disappeared into the sky. He had been in a good mood, but that Manager He ruined it. Tian Ming was too lazy to collect samples; he would collect some material samples when he came for the rescue tomorrow.

The more than a dozen people who watched Tian Ming fly away stood frozen in place, speechless for a long time.

"Did you just see that?" A young man asked weakly.

"Was that an illusion just now?" Another person also asked, somewhat uncertainly.

"Did I just see things?" The man rubbed his eyes.

He Zhenjun rushed over from behind, shouting, "Where's that kid? Where did that kid go? If he came by helicopter, let him take me out of here first. I'll negotiate with their rescue team's Captain to get you all better treatment."

Seeing the others staring blankly, He Zhenjun questioned, "Where is he? Are you all stupid, standing here in this cold weather, staring blankly?"

This guy, He Zhenjun, had been relying on his Manager status to fool these people for the past six months, claiming to know various leaders.

As long as they contacted the official rescue and reported his name, they would receive excellent treatment at the official Shelter. Even though the survivors at the port had some doubts, they still chose to believe He Zhenjun.

He Zhenjun, the General Manager of the world's first port, always boasted about how important he was. But it was strange that such a person with background and status would be abandoned.

"He... he flew away!" One of them stammered.

"What? Flew away?" He Zhenjun was stunned, then said exasperatedly, "This, how is this possible? Are you out of your mind? How could he fly?"

Everyone looked at He Zhenjun with astonished eyes, as if looking at an idiot. He Zhenjun felt a bit embarrassed.

"Did you all really see him fly away?" He Zhenjun still didn't quite believe it.

"Manager He, we all saw it."

"Let's quickly go back to the hall and prepare everyone's information. This might be the list for entering the Shelter," said the man standing outside.

The others also nodded. It was too cold outside, and they scurried back into the building.

He Zhenjun stood disheveled in the cold wind. He had originally wanted to claim all the credit for this rescue and then use his connections to secure better treatment for everyone. But this rescuer didn't seem to belong to any disaster rescue team in Donghai City.

After understanding the situation, He Zhenjun's heart immediately sank. He hadn't even reached the Shelter yet, and he had already offended that young man. If he really came to rescue them tomorrow, would he deliberately make things difficult for him?

He returned to the hall with a restless heart. This time, he hadn't managed to show off, and everyone else was looking at him with amusement.

"What are you looking at? We haven't left this place since the zombie outbreak. Since zombies can appear, isn't it normal for a few flying superhumans to appear?" He Zhenjun forcefully explained.

"Manager He, I heard that young man say that others could go with him, but you would stay here alone."

Upon hearing this, He Zhenjun felt even more uneasy. But he still stubbornly said, "He was just joking with me. At worst, I'll apologize to him tomorrow, and it'll be fine. It's all a misunderstanding, right? Hehe...!" He Zhenjun's laugh was very forced.

The others went to the office to find A4 paper and began to transcribe their information in the form of a resume. In their opinion, they would definitely have to demonstrate their value in the Shelter. They had to write down everything they were good at and could do, so that their days in the Shelter might be better.

In the Apocalypse, it was almost impossible for someone like Manager He, who lived in a dream, to obtain good treatment through his connections. Everyone else was clear-headed, but Manager He alone remained stuck in his leadership role, unable to extricate himself.