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

The atmosphere on the beach was electric.

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

That 500-gram pack of compressed biscuits was divided into dozens of portions.

Each person received only a piece the size of a fingernail.

I wasn't full at all. The carbohydrates dissolved in my stomach acid, which only amplified the hunger that I had suppressed for a day and a night.

But no one dared to complain.

Su Qingxue used this cookie to successfully reunite the hearts of those who were on the verge of collapse.

If you find the cookies, you can find the other foods too.

Looking down at the employees below, licking their lips and with eyes full of flattery, Su Qingxue regained the sense of control she had in the conference room on the 58th floor of Shengtang Group.

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

When they were dividing the cookies, Su Qingxue deliberately gave him the biggest piece, which was about two fingers wide.

This is a statement that whoever can find supplies in the current camp will be Su Qingxue's favorite.

Wang Qiang stood to the side, his eyes twitching, his gaze towards Zhou Dahai filled with malice and jealousy.

He, the sales director, is now being outmaneuvered by a seasoned veteran from the legal department.

"Brother Zhou, you're amazing! You found food right away." Xiao Zhou from the administration department leaned over with a big smile.

"It's all luck, luck." Zhou Dahai waved his hand and deliberately raised his voice. "It's mainly because of General Manager Su's good command. As long as everyone listens to General Manager Su and holds on until the rescue arrives, we can all go back alive."

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

She was just about to start arranging the next collection task.

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

More than a dozen people turned their heads at the same time.

Lin Fan walked ahead.

He held the black tactical straight knife upside down in his hand, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Although his clothes were covered in dust, he exuded a relaxed and contented air, as if he had eaten and drunk his fill.

Behind him followed Song Ya, who was limping.

Song Ya looked terrible. Her left cheek was swollen, her mouth was covered in blood scabs, and she couldn't put any weight on her left leg when she walked. Blood from her knee had flowed down her calf to her ankle.

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

Su Qingxue frowned; she had an instinctive aversion to Lin Fan.

This lowly intern trampled on her dignity in the cave last night.

If he were wise enough to give up his food and water, Su Qingxue would be the savior of dozens of people.

Everyone will be grateful to her, and Lin Fan will have no worries about food and clothing when he returns to Jiangcheng.

But this idiot, I don't know if he's missing a screw in his head or what, he's giving up the good life ahead of him and insisting on clinging to bottled water and cheap food.

Does he really want to stay here forever?

But no matter what, the fact that the rescue team arrived before Lin Fan was the biggest challenge to her authority.

The moment Zhou Dahai saw Song Ya, his eyelids twitched, but he quickly regained his composure.

She's just an intern. So what if she complains? Would Su Qingxue punish a legal specialist who just made a great contribution for an intern with no connections?

Lin Fan stopped five steps away from the crowd.

His gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on Zhou Dahai's face.

"Where are the things?"

Zhou Dahai feigned ignorance: "What? Lin Fan, don't cause trouble here. Everyone's waiting for rescue. You beat Song Ya up like this, and you still dare to bring her to President Su?"

He immediately turned the tables and pinned the blame for Song Ya's injury on Lin Fan.

Hearing this, Song Ya trembled with rage. She stepped out from behind Lin Fan, pointed at Zhou Dahai, and for the first time ever, swore, "You're talking nonsense! You stole my cookies! And you hit me!"

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

"President Su!" Song Ya turned to Su Qingxue, "I found five packs of compressed biscuits on the eastern reef! They're the silver-packaged military-grade biscuits! Zhou Dahai suddenly rushed out and snatched four packs! He even kicked me and slapped me!"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

All eyes immediately turned to Zhou Dahai.

It wasn't because he hit Song Ya.

It's because of the number Song Ya mentioned.

Five packs.

I grabbed four bags.

Zhou Dahai just brought back only one package.

Su Qingxue's expression changed instantly. She turned to stare at Zhou Dahai with a sharp look in her eyes.

Wang Qiang reacted the fastest. He had been holding back his anger, and now that he had caught Zhou Dahai red-handed, he rushed forward and grabbed Zhou Dahai by the collar.

"Zhou Dahai! You dare to hog all the food?!" Wang Qiang spat all over Zhou Dahai's face. "Song Ya said there were five packs! You stole four! You handed over one, so where are the remaining three?! Did you stuff them into a dog's belly?!"

Zhou Dahai was pulled so hard he staggered, and panicked for a moment, but he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Wang Qiang, let go! Don't listen to this crazy girl's nonsense! She tripped and fell, saw I found food, and then came to frame me! If I had stolen four bags, why would I have brought back one? Wouldn't it have been better to hide them all?!"

Zhou Dahai's logic sounds very logical.

He looked at Su Qingxue: "President Su, don't believe her. This was Lin Fan's doing! Lin Fan clearly wants to exchange the supplies he has for more money. Seeing that I found food and blocked his path to wealth, he deliberately sent this intern to throw dirty water on me, trying to undermine the unity of our camp!"

Su Qingxue fell silent.

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

She wasn't stupid; the injury on Song Ya's face was definitely not from a fall, as the handprint was clearly visible.

Zhou Dahai must have stolen something.

But how many bags did Zhou Dahai actually steal?

If Zhou Dahai really did keep three packages for himself... Su Qingxue felt a surge of anger rising in her stomach.

She had just praised Zhou Dahai in front of everyone and promised him a million-yuan bonus.

If Zhou Dahai really did hide food from her, then her actions just now were a complete joke.

"Zhou Dahai," Su Qingxue's voice turned colder, "How many packets are there exactly?"

"President Su! Really, I didn't!" Zhou Dahai raised his hands and swore, "If I had hidden even a single pack of cookies, I'd be stuck on this deserted island forever! There was only one pack, I found it in that tattered box!"

Wang Qiang didn't believe it at all. He turned to the male employees and yelled, "Zhang Tao! Li Bin! Come here and search him! See if he's hiding anything!"

Zhang Tao and Li Bin immediately stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Dahai from both sides, and began groping him.

Zhou Dahai struggled desperately, cursing incessantly.

The campsite instantly descended into chaos, with dogs fighting each other right there on the beach.

Lin Fan stood still, uninterested in watching this group of people put on a workplace power struggle drama.

He gripped the knife, took a step, and walked directly into the crowd.

Those who stood in his way sensed the undisguised murderous intent and instinctively stepped aside, making way for him.

Lin Fan walked up to Zhou Dahai.

When Wang Qiang, Zhang Tao, and Li Bin saw the knife in Lin Fan's hand, they were so frightened that they immediately released Zhou Dahai and took several steps back.

Zhou Dahai had just straightened his disheveled collar when he looked up and met Lin Fan's eyes.

Those were eyes devoid of any emotion. "Lin...Lin Fan, what do you want to do?" Zhou Dahai mustered his courage and took a half step back. "President Su is right here! Do you really want to commit violence in front of everyone?"