47: Chapter 47 They're still making empty promises even at this point.

A few ghastly corpses appeared within Su Qingxue's field of vision.

Just last night, they were living, breathing people, and now they had turned into stiff corpses.

Zhou Dahai, whose fingers had been crippled by Lin Fan, was not surprising, and no one cared when he had breathed his last.

Xiao Sun from the Personnel Department and another unlucky soul were huddled in the outermost wind gap.

Their entire bodies were frozen a frightening blue-purple.

Their hands were tightly clawing at their thighs, their fingernails completely torn back, and their faces frozen in expressions of extreme agony.

Three people from the Sales Department died, one of whom even brought her husband along.

Several of them had their eyes wide open and mouths agape, filled with frozen saliva.

Xiao Liu from the Technical Department and her boyfriend were tightly embraced, face-to-face, as hard as two stones.

Eight corpses.

Added to Lao Zhao and Sister Liu who fell into the sea last night, overnight, this group of urban elites lost a full third of their members.

The remaining people were left with only half their lives.

Wang Qiang's face was as white as plastered putty, and his lips were dark blue.

He scrambled and crawled over to Xiao Sun, reaching out to test his breathing.

Frightened, he collapsed heavily onto the ground.

"Dead… Dead again…"

A few young wives squatted on the ground, hugging their heads tightly and wailing dryly.

There were no tears; their tears had long since frozen dry.

The entire rock crevice was permeated with an aura of death that had reached the ultimate depth of despair.

Liu Feifei shrank into the corner, her hair as messy as a lunatic's, trembling uncontrollably as she looked at the corpses on the ground.

Her proud beauty could not even exchange for a mouthful of hot water here.

On this man-eating Deserted Island, civilization's fig leaf was worth less than a piece of toilet paper.

Su Qingxue forced herself to walk forward.

She cleared her throat, still wanting to put on the airs of a president to stabilize the situation.

"Everyone…"

"Shut your mouth!"

A furious roar directly interrupted her.

Lao Li from the Finance Department abruptly stood up, his eyes bloodshot and filled with red veins.

He pointed at Su Qingxue's nose, his fingers trembling.

"Su Qingxue, stop trying to PUA us with that routine!"

Lao Li approached step by step.

The usual awe and respect for the president had long been devoured by the fear of death, leaving not even scraps behind.

"The day before yesterday you said the helicopter would arrive at twelve, where are the people? Last night you said there was a boat, where is the boat!"

Lao Li kicked away the gravel at his feet.

"Lao Zhao is dead! Sister Liu is dead! Now Xiao Sun and the others are dead too! Is it my turn next?!"

Su Qingxue retreated in fright, her back pressed tightly against the cold rock.

She wanted to retort, but couldn't squeeze out half a word.

"When on earth is the rescue coming! Is your damn satellite phone just a decoration!"

A company family member also stood up and joined in the firing.

"President Su has a delicate and expensive body, with tens of millions to buy fire for warmth, while scum like us with worthless lives can only wait here to die."

"She calculated everything so well, treating us as stepping stones!"

When a wall is about to crumble, everyone pushes it down.

Facing life and death, class, status, and money all became wastepaper.

Su Qingxue looked at these subordinates who used to bow and scrape before her, now each like a starving wolf wanting to eat people.

"I said, the rescue will definitely come! You know the strength of Shengtang!"

Su Qingxue raised her volume, trying to overwhelm the other party with momentum.

"Fuck your mother's Shengtang!" Lao Li spat heavily near Su Qingxue's feet. "I can't even live past today, and you're talking to me about strength? You're still feeding empty promises at a time like this!"

Seeing that the crowd was about to rebel, Wang Qiang immediately jumped out.

He was deeply bound to Su Qingxue now, and had also warmed himself by the fire last night.

If Su Qingxue fell from power, he would definitely be the first to be liquidated.

"Lao Li! How are you talking to President Su!" Wang Qiang pointed at Lao Li's nose and cursed loudly.

"If it weren't for President Su spending money to buy fire, all of you would have frozen to death last night! Now you eat from the bowl and curse the mother when you put down your chopsticks, right? Can you open up your perspective a bit?!"

"I'm telling you, as long as we return to Jiangcheng, a single word from President Su can make it impossible for you to survive in the industry! Show some respect to me all of you!"

Wang Qiang's arrogant speech backed by power.

Not only failed to suppress the scene, but directly ignited the powder keg.

As soon as the words fell, a fist smashed directly into his face.

"Bang!"

Wang Qiang let out a miserable scream, covering his nose and heavily crashing into the pile of rubble.

Fresh blood instantly gushed out from between his fingers.

A male colleague with red eyes pointed at the eight corpses on the ground and roared, "Can't survive? I don't even have my life anymore, and you think I'm afraid of not surviving in Jiangcheng? Wang Qiang, has your fucking brain frozen stupid!"

"Exactly!"

An employee immediately rushed forward and spat on Wang Qiang's face.

"What the hell are you! Usually at the company you only know how to lick Su Qingxue, and now that you're in this ghost place, you're still acting like a white knight!"

"If you hadn't squeezed in desperately last night, could Xiao Sun have been forced to the wind gap and frozen to death?"

Wang Qiang retreated repeatedly in fright, too busy to wipe the blood, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You dare hit me? President Su, please look at them…"

Su Qingxue leaned against the stone wall, her face pale, uttering not a single word.

She could barely protect herself now and didn't dare to provoke these red-eyed thugs at all.

Hunger, cold, and the fear of death had completely destroyed the rationality of these people.

They didn't need a president now, only a punching bag to vent their emotions.

"Lao Li! Do you want to rebel!"

Wang Lan immediately blocked in front of Su Qingxue, pointing at the approaching crowd and shouting.

"Rebel?" Lao Li laughed out of anger, "With our lives gone, who still cares about rebelling? Xiao Wang, it was you two who saved us last night, I don't want to touch you."

"However, if Su Qingxue doesn't give an explanation today, don't blame my fists for being blind!"

"Right! If Su Qingxue hadn't insisted on holding some damn team-building activity, we wouldn't have ended up on this damn Deserted Island!"

The situation was about to spin out of control.

Wang Qiang couldn't care about his nose bleeding profusely and screamed at the top of his lungs, "All of you shut up!"

"You bunch of idiots, if you don't believe in Shengtang's strength, then you should at least believe in Su Zhenbang!"

As soon as this name was dropped.

The previously chaotic rock crevice instantly fell into a dead silence for three seconds.

Su Zhenbang.

Su Qingxue's biological father.

The top ten East Asian shipping giant in the global Fortune 500!

Controlling a massive ocean-going fleet and countless multinational capitals under his name.

Shengtang Group was merely a small toy he gave to his precious daughter to practice with.

Seeing that the crowd's actions stopped, Wang Qiang immediately straightened his back, his tone turning arrogant.

"Think with your pig brains! President Su is Chairman Su's only daughter!"

"President Su is missing, do you think Old Su will just ignore it? Haven't you heard in Jiangcheng how terrifying his old man's power is?"

The more Wang Qiang spoke, the more confident he felt, reaching out and fiercely poking Lao Li's chest.

"Old Su's search and rescue ships, private jets, and even hired professional salvage teams must have turned this sea area upside down by now!"

"As long as we hold on, Old Su's people will descend at any time!"

"By then, with a single word from President Su, your entire family down in Jiangcheng won't even have the qualification to beg for food!"