Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 709 - 699: Taking Matters Into My Own Hands

"Great! That’s the way it should be. As for the address, it’s at the Fulinmen Grand Hotel on Xinjiekou. When you get there, someone will connect with you. Over and out!"

With the other party’s "Over and out!" the conversation was abruptly cut off, and the chairman’s office returned to its deathly silence.

The Fulinmen Grand Hotel—Liu Fugui was quite familiar with this place. It’s very famous locally, definitely one of the top large hotels. Liu Fugui often went there to host guests.

He was also well-acquainted with the hotel’s owner. However, there was quite a distance between the hotel and the Factory. On a regular day, it wouldn’t matter, but given the current apocalyptic situation with zombies running rampant, there’s considerable danger involved.

"President Liu, I’ll take people there right now to rescue young master and wipe out those bastards!" He Lei was still acting swiftly and decisively. But Liu Fugui raised his hand to stop him, "No, you don’t need to go this time; I’ll lead the team myself."

"This... President Liu, let me handle it. A bunch of lowlifes isn’t something you need to handle personally!" He Lei seemed concerned that Liu Fugui might face danger on this mission and tried hard to dissuade him.

Liu Fugui waved his hand, "Don’t say anymore. I said I’m going, so I’m going. This is about rescuing Yunpeng, not a company matter. I must go both sentimentally and logically."

Liu Fugui’s words were filled with helplessness. At this moment, he had no choice; he had to go.

If he hadn’t sent Huang Yong out earlier, he would certainly have chosen him to be responsible for this rescue mission.

But now, the one in front of him—He Lei—didn’t seem like a suitable choice for the rescue task at all.

Liu Fugui didn’t want his son to end up harmed because of He Lei’s recklessness. Although he knew the journey was fraught with danger, the opposition’s intentions likely weren’t solely about the cargo.

Considering the level of understanding the other party had about him, their ultimate goal was probably to target his factory full of goods.

They planned to exploit his parental love to force him out of the heavily guarded factory to their designated location and then take him captive, using him to pressure the Factory.

Liu Fugui had thought through everything very clearly. He knew what he would face, but some things can’t be avoided even if you foresee them, such as at this moment—Liu Fugui, for the sake of his son, would leap forward despite the dangers.

This is what is called fatherly love, perhaps. In Liu Fugui’s mind, he owed Liu Yunpeng too much.

So, regardless of the risk, he had to go for the rescue; he could reclaim the Factory, but once his son was gone, he would be gone forever.

Liu Fugui didn’t want to regret for the rest of his life being unable to forgive himself. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he had to try.

Having made up his mind, Liu Fugui immediately issued orders to carry out the related transportation of supplies.

However, Liu Fugui wasn’t foolish enough to hand over the Factory to others. He gave He Lei final instructions: "He Lei, once I leave, all Factory matters are entirely up to you. Remember to keep a clear head; never act impulsively. Think things through carefully. If anything happens to the Factory during this time, I’ll hold you accountable, understand?"

"Understood, President Liu. Rest assured. I guarantee you, as long as I’m at the Factory, even if something happens to me, the Factory will still be here!" He Lei’s assurance sounded like a life-and-death oath, slightly easing Liu Fugui’s mind. But he quickly frowned again and added, "I’m worried the rescue won’t be straightforward, so if Huang Yong returns or you contact him, have him send someone to the Fulinmen Grand Hotel to support me. If anything happens to me, you must try your best to rescue Yunpeng. Got it?"

"President Liu, you’re blessed, and that trash won’t harm you."

"Don’t talk nonsense. Did you remember what I said?" Liu Fugui was mentally strained and had no patience for He Lei’s flattery. He was only concerned with ensuring Liu Yunpeng’s safety.

"Yes...yes, President Liu, everyone’s concerned about the young master’s matter, so rest assured!"

Rest assured? How could Liu Fugui be at ease, relying on this group to take care of his son if anything happened to him, would be like a pipe dream. He knew very well that if anything went wrong, his son’s future would be bleak.

Now, he only regretted sending Huang Yong out to find Liu Yunpeng earlier. Had he assigned the task to someone else, he could now entrust future matters to his confidant.

But at this moment, alas, Liu Fugui felt a heavy reluctance weighing on his heart.

Soon, news came from downstairs that the supplies were ready. With everything set, time was precious, and Liu Fugui stopped wasting words. All he could hope for now was that fate would protect him as it had in the past, allowing him to smoothly resolve this matter.

After sending Liu Fugui and his team off, He Lei returned alone to the chairman’s office. Now, he was in charge of the entire Factory. He brazenly sat in Liu Fugui’s seat, playing with the items on his desk. In his excitement, he poured himself a cup of tea, tasted it, and frowned, angrily muttering, "This trash is bitter and worthless. What’s so enjoyable about it?"

Usually, he saw Liu Fugui sip occasionally, but now, tasting it himself, he felt it was just okay, not as good as he imagined.

The feeling of being in control was exhilarating for He Lei, and he couldn’t help but laugh. Once he calmed down, his expression turned solemn as he picked up the Hand-held Radio from the desk, walked to the window, and pressed the communication button.

Not long after Liu Fugui left the Factory, a sudden snowstorm hit. The snow was dense and quickly covered the entire sky in white, reducing visibility to a blur. It became almost impossible to recognize someone from a few meters away. This undoubtedly added further uncertainty to Liu Fugui’s already dangerous rescue mission.

Liu Fugui glanced at the swirling snow outside the car, his heart sinking — the phrase "an inauspicious start" lingered uneasily in his mind.