Chapter 712: Chapter 699: The Meeting
Wang Qiang’s mood was down to the lowest point at this moment. Just a short while ago, Old Zhao finally got in touch with the villa and informed them that for safety reasons, they decided to cancel today’s return trip plan.
It was uncertain how many times Wang Qiang had run to the window to observe the snow. Each time he looked out, he hoped with anticipation that the snow would lessen so that the three of them could head back home.
Unfortunately, things never go as one wishes, and the heavy snow continued to fall. Wang Qiang grumbled softly in frustration, "This damn weather, couldn’t it have snowed earlier or later? It just had to snow when I’m going home."
With a gloomy face, Wang Qiang returned to the bed and looked at Tang and Zhao with reluctance, saying, "Quan, Old Zhao, I think we should just go back. This bit of snow is no big deal."
Tang Xiaoquan leaned against the wall and dismissed Wang Qiang’s suggestion without even opening his eyes, "No, it’s too unsafe. The visibility outside is so low; what if something dangerous happens!"
"Sigh! It’s just snowing, what danger could there be? At worst, we’ll drive slower. Besides, the more it’s snowing now, the more dangerous the villa is. It’s possible those bastards will take advantage of the snow to attack the villa!" Wang Qiang used every conceivable excuse to justify setting out.
Old Zhao thoroughly understood Wang Qiang’s true feelings. He himself had been young once and knew well the yearning of someone in love at that age.
So, he fully understood Wang Qiang’s eagerness to return to the villa and reunite with Yang Xue.
However, haste makes waste, and it would be unwise to rashly challenge nature’s temper in such harsh weather; it could even be life-threatening.
Old Zhao thought it over, leaned towards Wang Qiang while holding a warm tea mug, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a chuckle, "Little Wang, Quan is right, today’s weather is indeed not suitable for traveling! I know you’re brave, but you need to consider your Uncle Zhao here too. Your Uncle Zhao has never driven in such bad snowy and rainy weather. And you know, as people age, their eyesight worsens. Look at the snow outside; I really don’t have the confidence to take you two on the road in such weather!"
Old Zhao’s words left Wang Qiang speechless. He sighed deeply, realizing he could only blame himself for not knowing how to drive.
Seeing Wang Qiang’s dejected appearance, Old Zhao empathized and encouraged him, "Hey, Qiang, this snow is likely to lessen by tomorrow. It rarely snows so heavily continuously in the south, and once the snow has accumulated, it will be safer to drive than on these slick roads now. So let’s just consider today as a vacation given to us by the heavens. We’ll take this holiday to rest well, recharge, and aim to set off tomorrow."
This time, Liu Fugui brought out a total of 3 vehicles, 2 trucks for transporting goods and a black SUV, each filled with people. Altogether, including himself, there were 8 people. One would think this was not a small number, but Liu Fugui still felt uneasy. He’d been through worse situations before, but none had made him as apprehensive as now.
The windshield wipers worked hard to scrape off the accumulated snow, but due to the low visibility, the speed of the three vehicles was quite slow. Several times, Liu Fugui, sitting in the last vehicle, wanted to urge the driver to speed up, but in the end, he controlled his anxious feelings with great effort.
Since leaving the Factory, his hand-held radio hadn’t had a moment’s rest. He was very worried about He Lei, so he contacted him multiple times, repeatedly instructing him to ensure that the Factory’s defenses were secure during his absence.
For some reason, Liu Fugui always felt restless, and this was not only due to worrying about his son being captured but also because of an intense, inexplicable feeling of danger hovering over his heart, making him very uncomfortable.
Today was destined to be an unsettling day. Liu Fugui leaned back in his leather seat, sighed, then straightened his posture. Worrying about every little thing wouldn’t solve any immediate problems. His son was still waiting to be rescued, so he pushed those annoying thoughts out of his mind.
Liu Fugui raised the hand-held radio and called out to Huang Yong again. If he could contact him at this critical moment, it would undoubtedly be crucial for the success or failure of this operation. At least with him, Liu Fugui would have no worries about the Factory.
The news of Liu Yunpeng leaving had already spread throughout the Factory, and the successive departures of Zhou Yu and Liu Fugui further fueled the great anxiety among everyone regarding the Factory’s future.
They were used to being led by those two individuals, and now with both absent, they suddenly found themselves without a guiding core.
Compared to the chaos among the crowd, He Lei, who had been entrusted with a major responsibility, was at this moment lounging in Liu Fugui’s chairman office, smoking a cigar leisurely, showing no signs of worry or tension. He seemed to have everything under his control.
After a long, cautious journey, Liu Fugui and his group finally arrived at the designated location. The final meeting spot was very recognizable, with the ground littered with corpses serving as the best evidence.
Sure enough, no sooner had their three vehicles come to a stop for a few minutes than the roller shutter door on the store-front to the right of the hotel was pulled up, and two robust young men stepped out one after the other.
"Who is Liu Fugui?"
"Damn, how rude! Do you call Liu Fugui like that?" Seeing his subordinates about to step forward to greet, Liu Fugui sternly ordered, "Stop!"
"Yes, Mr. Liu!" The subordinates obeyed, putting down their clenched fists and making way.
Liu Fugui strode forward, carrying himself with an imposing presence, and responded boldly, "I am Liu Fugui, who is in charge here?"
With deep experience, Liu Fugui quickly deduced from the brash words and deeds that these people could not be the ones he had been in contact with through the hand-held radio, so he didn’t want to waste time squabbling with the lackeys.
The two men shifted their gaze to Liu Fugui, appraising him weakly before nodding and saying, "Dammit, what took you so long, crawling like a turtle? You made us wait here for so long, damn!"
"Damn you, watch your mouth! What’s with the way you’re talking?"
"Hmm?" Liu Fugui glared at his subordinate and then smiled and apologized to the others nonchalantly, "I’m sorry, brothers. The weather today is beyond our control. For safety’s sake, we had to slow down, or if something went wrong and we missed this meeting, it would be a problem, right?" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)
