27: Chapter 27 Did he really want to stay here forever?

On the beach, the atmosphere was currently in a state of excitement.

Su Qingxue stood on a flat reef, holding the empty silver aluminum foil packaging bag in her hand.

That 500-gram packet of compressed biscuits from just now had been divided into dozens of portions.

What each person received was merely a piece the size of a fingernail.

It was far from enough to fill one's stomach; as the carbohydrates dissolved in the gastric juices, they instead doubled and dragged out the hunger that had been suppressed for a day and a night.

Yet no one dared to complain.

With this single piece of biscuit, Su Qingxue successfully rallied the hearts of the people that were on the verge of collapsing.

Since the biscuits could be found, other food could be found as well.

Looking at the employees below who were licking their lips and looking at her with flattering eyes, Su Qingxue regained the sense of control she had possessed in the conference room on the 58th floor of the Shengtang Group.

Zhou Dahai stood at the very front of the crowd, keeping his back straight.

When distributing the biscuits just moments ago, Su Qingxue had deliberately given him the largest piece, which was a full two fingers wide.

This was a statement: in the current camp, whoever could find supplies would be Su Qingxue's favorite.

Wang Qiang stood to the side, the corners of his eyes twitching as his gaze fixed on Zhou Dahai, exuding a hint of sinister ruthlessness and jealousy.

As a sales director, he was now unexpectedly being outdone by a crafty veteran from the Legal Department.

"Brother Zhou, you're still the amazing one. As soon as you made a move, you found food." Little Zhou from the Administrative Department leaned in, his face full of smiles.

"Luck, it's all luck." Zhou Dahai waved his hand and intentionally raised his volume, "It's mainly thanks to General Commander Su's proper leadership. As long as everyone listens to President Su and holds out until the rescue arrives, we'll all be able to go back alive."

Su Qingxue nodded slightly, finding Zhou Dahai's words very agreeable.

She was just about to speak to arrange the next round of scavenging tasks.

"Lin Fan, wait for me." A weak voice came from afar.

Over a dozen people turned their heads at the same time.

Lin Fan was walking in front.

He was holding the black tactical straight knife upside down by his side, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Although his clothes were stained with some dust and dirt, he exuded the composure of someone who was well-fed and well-rested.

Following behind him was Song Ya, who was limping.

Song Ya looked utterly wretched; her left cheek was swollen high, the corners of her mouth were covered in scabs, her left leg couldn't bear any weight as she walked, and the blood on her knees had trickled down her calves to her ankles.

Upon seeing the two of them appear, the air on the beach instantly fell silent.

Su Qingxue frowned tightly, feeling an instinctive repulsion toward Lin Fan.

This bottom-tier intern had trampled and rubbed her dignity underfoot in the Karst Cave last night.

If he had been a bit more sensible and obediently yielded the food and water, she, Su Qingxue, would have been the savior of dozens of people.

Everyone would have been deeply grateful to her, and Lin Fan's days upon returning to Jiangcheng would also be worry-free regarding food and clothing.

Yet this idiot, whether because he had a screw loose in his head or whatever else, refused to take the good life awaiting him in the future, and instead insisted on guarding this mineral water and those worthless foods.

Did he really want to stay here forever?

But no matter what, Lin Fan, before the arrival of the rescue team, was the greatest provocation to her authority.

The moment Zhou Dahai saw Song Ya, his eyelids twitched, but he quickly steadied his mind.

She was merely an intern; so what if she went to complain? Would Su Qingxue punish a Legal specialist who had just rendered a great service on account of an intern with no background?

Lin Fan stopped at a spot five paces away from the crowd.

His gaze swept across the crowd and finally landed on Zhou Dahai's face.

"Where are the things?"

Zhou Dahai played dumb: "What things? Lin Fan, don't stir up trouble here. Everyone is here waiting for rescue, yet you beat Song Ya into this state and still dare to bring her before President Su?"

He immediately turned the tables and pinned Song Ya's injuries on Lin Fan.

Hearing this, Song Ya trembled with anger. She stepped out from behind Lin Fan, pointed at Zhou Dahai, and cursed for the first time in her life: "Bullshit! It was clearly you who snatched my biscuits! And you hit me!"

Song Ya's voice was slightly warped due to her injury, but it could be heard clearly on the quiet beach.

"President Su!" Song Ya turned to look at Su Qingxue, "I found five packs of compressed biscuits in the eastern reef belt! They were those silver-packaged military biscuits! Zhou Dahai suddenly rushed out and snatched four packs away! He even kicked me and slapped my face!"

As soon as these words were uttered, the crowd instantly exploded.

Everyone's gazes instantly converged on Zhou Dahai in a swish.

It wasn't because he hit Song Ya.

It was because of the number in Song Ya's mouth.

Five packs.

Four packs snatched.

The one Zhou Dahai brought back just now was only one pack.

Su Qingxue's expression changed instantly, and she turned her head to stare at Zhou Dahai with a fierce gaze.

Wang Qiang reacted the fastest. Having harbored a belly full of fire just now, he seized the handle and rushed forward in a single step, grabbing Zhou Dahai by the collar.

"Zhou Dahai! How the fuck dare you hog all the food?!" Wang Qiang spat saliva all over Zhou Dahai's face, "Song Ya said there were five packs! You snatched four! You handed over one, so where are the other three?! Did you stuff them down a dog's belly?!"

Zhou Dahai stumbled from being grabbed, panicking for a split second, but immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Wang Qiang, let go! Listen to this crazy girl talking nonsense! She took a fall herself, and seeing that I found food, she ran over to frame me! If I had snatched four packs, why would I still bring one back? Wouldn't it be better if I hid all of them?!"

Zhou Dahai's logic sounded quite smooth.

He looked at Su Qingxue: "President Su, don't believe her. This was entirely instigated by Lin Fan! Lin Fan clearly wants to use the supplies in his hands to exchange for more money, and seeing that I found food, it blocked his path to wealth. So he purposely sent this intern to splash dirty water on me and try to disrupt the unity of our camp!"

Su Qingxue fell silent.

She looked at the slap mark on Song Ya's face, then back at Zhou Dahai's flushed face.

She wasn't stupid; the injury on Song Ya's face was definitely not from a fall—that slap mark was clearly visible.

Zhou Dahai had definitely snatched things.

However, how many packs did Zhou Dahai actually snatch?

If there really were three packs hidden away privately by Zhou Dahai... Su Qingxue felt the anger in her stomach rising straight up.

Just moments ago, she had praised Zhou Dahai in front of everyone and promised him a bonus of one million.

If Zhou Dahai really hid food behind her back, then her actions just now would be a complete and utter joke.

"Zhou Dahai." Su Qingxue's voice grew a bit colder, "How many packs were there really?"

"President Su! There really aren't any!" Zhou Dahai raised both hands to swear, "If I secretly hid a single pack of biscuits, I'll be stuck on this Deserted Island for the rest of my life and never get out! There's only this one pack, picked up right inside that broken box!"

Wang Qiang didn't believe it at all. He turned and roared at the male employees: "Zhang Tao! Li Bin! Come over and search his body! See if he has anything hidden on him!"

Zhang Tao and Li Bin immediately stepped forward, holding Zhou Dahai down from left and right, and began rummaging all over his body.

Zhou Dahai struggled desperately, cursing incessantly.

The camp instantly became chaotic like a pot of porridge, and a dog-eat-dog drama was staged right there on the beach.

Lin Fan stood in place, having no interest in watching this group of people stage a workplace palace drama here.

Grasping his knife, he strode forward and walked straight into the crowd.

The people blocking his path felt that unmasked murderous intent and instinctively retreated to both sides, making way for him.

Lin Fan walked up to Zhou Dahai.

Seeing the knife in Lin Fan's hand, Wang Qiang, Zhang Tao, and Li Bin were so scared that they immediately let go of Zhou Dahai and retreated several steps back.

Just as Zhou Dahai finished straightening his torn collar and raised his head, he met Lin Fan's eyes.

That was a pair of eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation. "Lin... Lin Fan, what do you want to do?" Zhou Dahai forced up his courage and took half a step back, "President Su is right here! You still want to commit murder in front of everyone?"