Wang Qiqi was fully prepared. He had spent these days tirelessly recruiting people; in addition to rallying the former residents, he had also attracted many new ones and had made who knows how many promises.
No one else was optimistic about Wang Qiqi, who had suddenly qualified to compete for the Director position. For instance, Zhao Shupi didn't need to recruit people; he could gather many votes simply with his wheat paste.
Jing Shu was quite surprised, yet it was also within her expectations. Last year, when organizing people to go retrieve external resources, Wang Qiqi had received a threefold share. He must have saved some of it, and by borrowing a bit more, he had amassed this large sum, which ordinary people would certainly consider a fortune.
But what could 500 Virtual Coins really do? It was only enough for 250 people to have one meal of white rice. With tens of thousands of residents in the Banana District, how could that possibly be enough?
