170: Chapter 170 Will Make You Wish You Were Dead

Lin Fan was cutting away the rope tangled on the reef.

"Guessed it."

Su Qingxue stopped. "Guessed it?"

"Mhm!"

She stood there in a daze, not speaking for a long time.

Just now, she had already gone through tidal anomalies, seismic waves, seabed topography, and disaster warning models in her mind.

She was even thinking whether Lin Fan had studied some wilderness survival courses before.

As a result, just two words.

Guessed.

Su Qingxue was so angry her temples throbbed.

"Lin Fan, are you out of your mind?"

Lin Fan raised his head to look at her.

Su Qingxue suppressed her anger: "You said a tsunami was coming, and I listened so seriously. You told me to find rope, and I found it. You said there were survivors, and I was even thinking about how to settle them, how to quarantine them, and how to prevent issues."

"In the end, you tell me you guessed it?"

Lin Fan threw the cut rope to her.

"Guess wrong, and we waste half a day's effort."

"Guess right, and fewer people die."

Su Qingxue was choked by these words. The logic was fine, but she just wanted to curse.

"Can you finish your sentences in the future?"

"If I finish them, you won't ask questions?"

Su Qingxue sneered, "I ask because normal people need information."

Lin Fan sheathed his dagger back to his waist. "There are no normal people on the Deserted Island."

Su Qingxue stared at him, and finally she still stuffed the rope into her back basket.

Forget it. Talking about communication with Lin Fan is equivalent to talking about professional ethics with Liu Feifei.

Both are a waste of breath, and the two continued forward.

There were a few dead fish on the beach with their bellies up, already stinking.

Lin Fan didn't touch them and just walked around.

Su Qingxue glanced at the seawater that had receded too far, and the little bit of anger in her heart slowly subsided.

She had to admit that Lin Fan's judgment method was very crude, yet effective.

In a place without data, equipment, or support, the so-called professional process is essentially a luxury.

People who survive rely on pre-judgment.

Make a mistake once, and you get buried in the sand.

Walking to the back of a reef, Lin Fan squatted down and picked up half a circle of thick hemp rope.

The rope had been soaked in seawater, and the outer skin was hard, but it could still be used.

Su Qingxue helped him pull the other end out of the rock crevice.

The two exerted force at the same time, and the hemp rope slipped out of the reef crevice, splashing muddy water all over her.

Su Qingxue looked down at her clothes.

If it were at Shengtang, if a secretary saw her looking like this, she would be held accountable by the administrative director that very day.

Now Lin Fan only said one sentence: "Don't just stand there in a daze, roll it up."

Su Qingxue gritted her teeth.

"You really know how to boss people around."

"You can also boss me around."

"Will you listen?"

"No."

Su Qingxue was almost angry to the point of laughing.

She rolled up the hemp rope and threw it into the basket.

Lin Fan shouldered the half-full basket and prepared to walk toward another piece of reef.

Su Qingxue followed him, walked a few steps, and looked back toward the direction of the Karst Cave on the hillside.

It was blocked by trees, and only a section of gray rock wall could be seen.

The image of that centipede crawling out from under the straw mat last night was still pressing in her mind.

Too coincidental, so coincidental that it made people uncomfortable.

She wasn't Song Ya, nor was she Liu Feifei.

Those reports, contracts, and equity structures in the company—which one didn't have problems dug out from "coincidences"?

The Deserted Island changed its skin, but the account book was still the same account book.

Su Qingxue withdrew her gaze and caught up with Lin Fan.

"What do you think about Zhou Kai getting injured?"

Lin Fan pulled a section of fishing net out of the reef crevice and shook off the sand on it.

"How else can I look at it? Look with your eyes, of course."

Su Qingxue rolled her eyes.

If this man were having a meeting at Shengtang Group, he could anger everyone on the board of directors into high blood pressure within three minutes.

She bent down to pick up a water-soaked backpack strap, tugged it twice, found it wasn't broken, and threw it to Lin Fan.

"If there's a chance to return to civilized society, I will definitely personally vet the recruitment aspect in the future."

Lin Fan looked at her.

Su Qingxue rolled up the cuffs of her jacket, revealing a section of her forearm stained with sand.

"For someone like you who spouts nonsense, has a high communication cost, and relies entirely on others guessing during the execution process, I wouldn't even let you pass the resume screening."

"President Su is so strict?"

"Of course."

"Then how did your company recruit so many good-for-nothings in the past?"

Su Qingxue's hand paused. These words sounded uncomfortable.

But what was even more uncomfortable was that she couldn't refute it.

The big ship of Shengtang Group was painted with gold paint on the outside, but the inside had long since rotted enough to grow mushrooms.

A person like Wang Qiang could be a supervisor, and a person like Zhang Tao could muddle along in sales.

She, the helmsman, was not necessarily without responsibility.

Just as Su Qingxue was about to speak, Lin Fan directly strode forward, stepping on the slippery reef, and walked up to Su Qingxue in a few steps.

The distance between the two was instantly compressed to the extreme.

Su Qingxue instinctively wanted to step back.

Before her heel could exert force, Lin Fan's left hand had already reached out, extremely domineeringly wrapping around her willow-slim waist, and pulling her in tightly with a force.

Su Qingxue lost her balance entirely and crashed straight into Lin Fan's hard chest.

Their bodies pressed tightly together seamlessly. The rugged body heat belonging to the man and the salty-bitter smell of the sea breeze directly surrounded her breath.

"Lin Fan, are you crazy!" Su Qingxue pressed her hands against his chest and pushed hard.

The arm Lin Fan clamped around her waist was like cast iron; no matter how she struggled, the force never decreased by a fraction.

He lowered his head, his lips almost touching Su Qingxue's nose tip, lowering his voice. There was no awe of a superior-subordinate relationship in his tone at all, but instead revealing a suffocating possessiveness.

"Without a wild-route employee like me who spouts nonsense and has no rules at all, President Su would have already been soaked and bloated in the tsunami by now, and who knows which shark would have made a snack out of you."

"How would you still have the life to stand on this beach and pick on my faults?"

Su Qingxue was stung by these words, her face turning red and her chest rising and falling rapidly, yet she simply couldn't find any logic to refute him.

Lin Fan raised his right hand, his rough fingers pressing against Su Qingxue's cheek, scraping off a streak of black mud that had rubbed on at some unknown point.

"Besides..."

Su Qingxue turned her head away, trying to dodge the touch of his fingers.

Instead of retreating, Lin Fan advanced. His fingers slid down her jawline, pinched her chin, and forced her to turn her head back to face him directly.

"Not only am I your lifesaver..."

"I am also your man. If we really go back, tiring chores like vetting and recruiting people for the company won't even need you to go through those formalities personally; I'll manage it for you."

Su Qingxue was so ashamed and angry that the pride of a female CEO deep in her bones completely erupted under this stimulation.

She used all her strength to slap away Lin Fan's hand pinching her chin, and leveraging the reaction force, she desperately pushed away the arm he had wrapped around her waist, taking three steps back in succession until her back hit a moss-covered black reef before stopping.

"Keep dreaming!" Su Qingxue was so angry her breathing trembled, her chest rising and falling violently. She reached out to tidy her messed-up collar, "Lin Fan, you listen to me carefully. If we can really go back, the first thing I'll do is have the bodyguards tie you up, and I will definitely make you wish you were dead!"