Reborn Before the Apocalypse: My Backing is the Nation

Chapter 149 Miscalculation

These people are not only professional technicians and engineers, but they also brought all kinds of modification tools and equipment, and even consumables and spare parts.

Because they were in the same industry and followed the same standards, they needed almost no adjustment period and could immediately get to work. As a result, with the addition of this external support, the speed of transformation in each section increased almost immediately and noticeably.

It was already late at night.

Looking at the factory, which would normally be quiet by this time, with only the equipment areas that must operate 24 hours a day remaining empty, Lin Xing wiped the sweat from his brow and finally felt relieved.

"Finally, I'm confident that I can complete the task within the stipulated time... I, Old Lin, can say that I didn't hold civilization back today."

Lin Xing felt at ease, but Sun Xiaoxue's heart began to race with anxiety.

After thoroughly checking the inventory of all kinds of ingredients in the warehouse, she finally felt completely relieved.

The factory itself is not very large, with only a few hundred workers, and most of them do not usually eat in the canteen. A hundred people are considered a lot for each meal.

Almost everyone is working overtime today, and the number of people eating has suddenly surged to several hundred. We have to take out all the ingredients in stock, and the entire kitchen team has to be busy, using all the pots and pans just to barely keep up with demand.

And now, seven more buses carrying people have suddenly arrived from outside the factory, totaling at least three hundred people... How are we supposed to supply them?

Even if the cafeteria chefs swung their spatulas until smoke billowed, they still couldn't make it. And even if they could, there weren't enough ingredients.

There's no time to buy ingredients now.

Left with no other choice, Sun Xiaoxue hurriedly came to Lin Xing.

"Mr. Lin, the situation is like this..."

After explaining the difficulties in the kitchen, Lin Xing, who had initially felt relieved, suddenly became serious again.

Damn it, I forgot about the kitchen.

Old Zhu is so generous, bringing the best of the entire factory to support me. I can't just ignore him and not even feed him, can I?
The workers and engineers worked through the night, but couldn't even get a hot meal. They were already indebted to Lao Zhu, and besides, colleagues are like enemies. Lao Zhu had always been one step ahead of them. If they couldn't get a hot meal today, who knew how he would humiliate them in the future.

"Really all gone? Can't squeeze any more out?"

Sun Xiaoxue said with a bitter face, "I've already called them to expedite the delivery of the ingredients, but it will take at least three hours to arrive. And considering the subsequent processing... no, the chefs are too busy to handle it all."

"If we can't make it ourselves, then we'll buy it from outside!"

“It’s the middle of the night now, most restaurants are closed, and those that are open 24 hours a day can’t possibly cook for hundreds of people in such a short time.”

Lin Xing frowned, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag. After a moment, he sighed, "If there's really no other way, we'll just have to make do with instant noodles and sausages. Let's go buy some more."

But then, I wonder what kind of scathing remarks Old Zhu will make of me. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to put up with it.

Thinking of Old Zhu's arrogant face, Lin Xing felt an instinctive nausea.

"Yes."

Just as Sun Xiaoxue was about to leave, she saw President Zhu walking over quickly.

"Hello, Mr. Zhu."

"Hello."

General Manager Zhu casually responded to Sun Xiaoxue, then fixed his gaze directly on Lin Xing: "Old Lin, I've brought the man over for you, but you'd better handle the logistics." "Yes, yes, don't worry."

Looking at President Lin, who was bowing and scraping with a forced smile, Sun Xiaoxue sighed and quickly walked out.

As soon as I stepped out of the administration building, I saw several medium-sized trucks parked at the factory gate, and a few people talking to the gatekeeper.

Upon seeing Sun Xiaoxue, the gatekeeper's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly led the outsider over: "Here, this is our factory's logistics supervisor. You can talk to her."

Sun Xiaoxue asked with some confusion, "Hello, I'm Sun Xiaoxue, the logistics supervisor at this factory. Is there something you need?"

The portly middle-aged man in front of me smiled broadly: "Hello, Manager Sun. It's like this, we are from Honghe Restaurant. My surname is Zhou, and I am the restaurant manager."

I heard that our factory received a mission from the doomsday command center and everyone has started working overtime, with people from other factories coming to help.

We figured the factory kitchen might be too busy, but our restaurant has a lot of experience in hosting weddings and birthday banquets, so we brought our ingredients and chef team to see if we could help in any way…

Well, these workers represent our entire civilization, they're the warriors on the front lines! We're just a bunch of cooks. With the world ending like this, we can't really help much, but making sure these warriors are well-fed is our small contribution, you see…”

The doubt on Sun Xiaoxue's face instantly turned into surprise.

Honghe Restaurant? That's a famous high-end restaurant throughout the city! They brought their entire culinary team and even brought their own ingredients... This...

"Oh, thank you so much, Manager Zhou, you've been a huge help... Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin?"

She turned around and saw Lin Xing walking towards her with a worried look on his face. She quickly called him over. After explaining what had happened, Lin Xing was so happy that tears almost welled up in his eyes: "Thank you, thank you..."

"It's alright, it's alright. We were just worried that we wouldn't be able to help. Okay then."

Manager Zhou turned around: "Men, get to work!"

"okay!"

"After being a chef my whole life, I never thought I'd actually be contributing to civilization. This life has been worth it."

"Just wait and see!"

The trucks roared in and parked in the open space in front of the factory building. A group of chefs, kitchen helpers, and waiters immediately busied themselves taking down stoves, pots, pans, and other utensils, setting up tables and tents, and unloading large bags of ingredients to get to work.

Lin Xing turned and walked into the building, just as he bumped into General Manager Zhu, who was walking out arrogantly.

"Old Lin, I just went to the kitchen and checked, you don't have enough ingredients."

General Manager Zhu's face darkened, his expression unfriendly: "We've come to support you, you're not going to let us work on an empty stomach, are you? Or are you going to try and fob us off with instant noodles?"

"Let me tell you, Lao Lin, if you really dare to do that, I'll say it out loud at the next industry conference and see if you'll still have the face to stay in this industry."

Damn it, Old Zhu must have anticipated this situation. He deliberately wanted to embarrass me so he could outdo me!

What a pity...

Lin Xing wore a smile, looking confident.

(End of this chapter)