Desert Island Survival: A Hundredfold Improvement After Having a Baby?

Zhou Dahai did not go straight back to the beach camp.

He carried four bags of Type 900 military-grade compressed biscuits and walked around to a pile of rocks at the edge of the mangrove forest.

Looking around to make sure no one was following.

He crouched down, pried open a moss-covered rock, and dug a shallow pit in the mud and sand underneath.

He had no idea whether the helicopter would come today.

Su Qingxue's empty promises might fool recent graduates and brainless idiots, but they couldn't fool him, a seasoned legal professional with over a decade of experience.

The cruise ship has lost contact; magnetic field interference is the cause.

If no one comes for ten days or half a month, this island will become a cannibalistic hell.

He neatly stacked the three packets of compressed biscuits into the pit, covered them with dry sand, weighed them down with gravel, and finally moved the moss-covered stone back on top of them as it was.

He brushed the mud off his hands, leaving only the last bag in his hand.

A 500-gram pack is enough for him to gain a core position in front of Su Qingxue, and also to establish his authority in front of his starving colleagues.

Back at the company, he was still a great contributor who helped them in their time of need.

Zhou Dahai rubbed his cheeks, deliberately messed up his hair, and rubbed his trouser legs on the muddy ground, making himself look exhausted.

He took the bag of cookies and strode towards the beach.

On the beach, the campsite cleanup work is progressing very slowly.

The female employees were so hungry they were dizzy and lightheaded. Su Qingxue stood to the side, her brows furrowed.

She tried to maintain her authority as president, but her chapped lips and unsteady steps betrayed her.

Just then, Liu Feifei, wrapped in that dark coat, quietly approached Su Qingxue.

She glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then carefully took out a half-empty bottle of mineral water from her pocket.

"Mr. Su, please soothe your throat."

Su Qingxue's gaze was fixed on the half-full bottle of water.

Her throat hurt as if she had swallowed a razor blade, and her craving for fresh water almost overwhelmed her reason.

But she didn't answer immediately.

Her gaze moved from the plastic bottle to Liu Feifei's neck.

There were several red marks there that couldn't be covered up at all.

The image of Liu Feifei crawling naked toward Lin Fan in the cave last night flashed through Su Qingxue's mind.

The source of this water is self-evident.

This is the water from Lin Fan, the lowly cowherd; it's the dirty water that Liu Feifei traded her body for, sacrificing all her dignity.

"President Su?" Liu Feifei saw that she didn't take it, so she handed it forward again. "You are the backbone. If you fall, we're all finished."

That's a well-said statement.

Su Qingxue stared intently at the half-empty bottle of water, her chest heaving violently.

At Sheng Tang Group, she drank Evian water that was air-freighted. She wouldn't even glance at water of dubious origin, water that even carried a hint of humiliation.

But now, she was dying of thirst.

Su Qingxue closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, the struggle in her eyes had been replaced by a will to survive.

She reached out, took the plastic bottle, and unscrewed the cap.

He tilted his head back and gulped down the half-bottle of water, which bore the label of shame.

As the water slid down her dry esophagus, Su Qingxue felt herself come back to life.

She wiped her mouth, threw the empty bottle on the sand, and her eyes regained their aloofness.

"I'll remember this favor. When you return to Jiangcheng, the entire brand ambassadorship for Shengtang next year will be yours."

Liu Feifei's eyes lit up, and she quickly bowed her head, saying, "Thank you, President Su!"

After drinking half a bottle of water, Su Qingxue was able to ensure that she wouldn't reveal what happened last night.

Just then, Zhou Dahai's voice came from afar.

"President Su! We've found it!"

Everyone on the beach stopped what they were doing and turned their heads in unison.

A pair of bloodshot eyes stared intently at the silver aluminum foil bag that Zhou Dahai was holding in his hand.

"Food! That's food!"

Xiao Zhou from the administration department screamed and scrambled forward to meet them.

Wang Qiang reacted extremely quickly, shoving Xiao Zhou aside and rushing to Zhou Dahai, reaching out to grab the bag of cookies.

Zhou Dahai flicked his wrist, avoiding Wang Qiang's hand, and walked straight to Su Qingxue, offering her the gift with both hands.

"Mr. Su, I searched the eastern reef area for a long time and finally found this package of compressed biscuits in a broken box."

Zhou Dahai gasped for breath, "I didn't dare delay and brought it back to you immediately. Everything is up to President Su's instructions."

Su Qingxue took the aluminum foil bag.

It was heavy, the packaging was intact, and there was no water damage.

She glanced at the heat meter on the back; it was a Type 900 military standard.

On this deserted island at this moment, these 500 grams of carbohydrates are more valuable than the gold bars in the vault of the Sheng Tang Group.

The crisis of rule that Chen Jian had just exposed vanished instantly because of the appearance of this bag of cookies.

With the power to allocate resources, she gained absolute control.

"Dahai, you did a great job." Su Qingxue raised her voice to make sure everyone could hear. "When we return to Jiangcheng, you'll be promoted directly to Director of the Group's Legal Department, with your annual salary doubled. In addition, you'll receive a one million yuan cash bonus in your personal account."

Zhou Dahai immediately bowed at a 90-degree angle.

"Thank you, General Su! I, Zhou Dahai, am a man of Sheng Tang, and I will die a ghost of Sheng Tang! I will resolutely obey General Su's command!"

Su Qingxue turned to look at Wang Qiang.

"Wang Qiang, find a clean stone and cut the biscuit in half."

Wang Qiang excitedly licked his lips, found a flat stone slab, and carefully used the keychain knife he carried with him to cut open the aluminum foil bag.

A rich aroma of wheat wafted out.

Immediately, a chorus of swallowing sounds filled the air.

A dozen or so people stood in a circle, their eyes gleaming with greed.

Su Qingxue controlled the rhythm.

"Give each person a small piece, hold it in your mouth and swallow slowly. We haven't found water yet, so eating too much will cause you to choke."

Wang Qiang cut off a piece and handed it to Su Qingxue with both hands.

Su Qingxue took it and put it in her mouth.

It was dry and hard to swallow, but the moment the carbohydrates melted, a warm current flowed down my esophagus to my stomach.

Next came Wang Qiang and Zhou Dahai, and then it was the turn of the others.

Those who received the cookies didn't even bother to chew them, swallowing them whole and then staring intently at the remaining small half on the stone slab.

"See?" Su Qingxue looked around at everyone, regaining her usual composure. "As long as everyone works together and follows orders, Sheng Tang will not abandon any employee."

A faint cheer erupted from the crowd.

Chen Jian stood on the outside, holding a small piece of cookie he had been given, and respectfully handed it to his wife, Wang Lan.

Wang Lan didn't stand on ceremony and put both portions into her mouth.

……

Eastern reef zone.

Lin Fan carried a worn-out first-aid kit and two stacks of bottled water, and circled back to the flat-topped reef from the other side.

He walked onto the flat-topped reef and stopped.

Song Ya lay on the ground.

His left cheek was swollen, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and blood was still seeping from the wound on his knee.

Current time: 09:30

Ambient temperature: 15°C

Lin Fan glanced at the golden notification box, then his gaze fell on Song Ya.

He walked over, squatted down, and neither shouted nor offered any words of comfort.

"Is he dead?"

Upon hearing the sound, Song Ya's shoulders jerked violently.

She struggled to lift her head, and the moment she saw Lin Fan, tears streamed down her face.

"Lin Fan..." she said hoarsely, her voice trembling with sobs.

She braced herself on her arms and tried to get up, but the movement aggravated her knee injury, causing her to fall heavily back onto the rocks.

"Zhou Dahai... Zhou Dahai from the Legal Department..." Song Ya said intermittently, crying, "I found five packs of compressed biscuits... He stole four packs... He hit me... He even said he'd put me in jail when we got back to the company..."

She had thought Lin Fan would be angry, sympathetic, and would comfort her like a man.

But Lin Fan didn't say a word. He just stood up, grabbed Song Ya's arm, and pulled her up from the ground.

The movements weren't exactly gentle, but they were steady enough.

"Now, wipe away your tears," Lin Fan commanded.

Song Ya raised the back of her hand and hastily wiped away the tears and blood from her face.

"Lead the way." Lin Fan said these two words and turned to walk towards the beach.

Song Ya was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed, limping along.

"Where to?"

"Go and get our things back."

Lin Fan reached behind his back and gripped the hilt of the tactical dagger firmly.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "If we don't establish our authority, they'll still think we're just interns."