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

Su Qingxue's voice came from behind, not loud, but clear.

Lin Fan did not stop.

Song Ya clutched the three packs of compressed biscuits tightly, limping behind him.

"Lin Fan!" Su Qingxue raised her voice by half a notch, her voice carrying a cold hardness that she had suppressed with great effort.

Lin Fan recognized that voice all too well. It was the same tone Su Qingxue used when she called "next person" at the year-end performance review meeting on the 58th floor of Shengtang Group.

They are in a superior position and cannot be disobeyed.

In the past, these three words would have sent chills down the spines of all the employees on the floor.

Nowadays, even the sea breeze blowing behind her has more presence than her voice.

Lin Fan didn't stop.

She heard hurried footsteps behind her and walked around to the front of Lin Fan.

She stood two steps in front of Lin Fan, with a gravel slope leading to a cave halfway up the mountain behind her, and the man who had just put on a bloody and violent show in front of her.

Lin Fan stopped.

It wasn't because Su Qingxue was blocking the way; the slope was wide enough that it would only take three seconds to go around her.

He just wanted to see what new tricks this billionaire CEO could come up with after witnessing the finger-severing performance firsthand.

Su Qingxue stood there, her chest heaving violently.

Her white one-piece swimsuit was so dirty that you couldn't tell the original color.

Her hair was knotted and stuck to her shoulders, and her cheeks were covered with gray-black marks from the poisonous smoke and sea breeze.

Dry, cracked lips and sunken eyes.

But her posture remained unchanged: her back was straight, her shoulders were level, and her chin was slightly raised.

This frame is built up by over twenty years of upbringing and hundreds of billions in assets; it cannot be destroyed by a single night's cold wind.

"I'm not going to beat around the bush with you."

Su Qingxue spoke, her voice so hoarse it was almost cracking, but she uttered each word steadily.

"You're smart and ruthless. I admit, you have the upper hand on this island right now."

Lin Fan switched the tactical straight knife to his left hand. The blood from Zhou Dahai on the blade was still wet and gleamed a dark red in the sunlight.

He remained silent, waiting for what would follow.

Su Qingxue took a deep breath. "I've figured out your intentions. You're hoarding supplies, occupying caves, and building up your armed forces. It's obvious you want to be the local tyrant on this island. Fine, you have the ability, I admit it."

She stretched out her right hand, her five fingers spread wide.

"But you also need to think about this. You're all alone, holding onto so much water and food, with dozens of hungry people staring at you. How long do you think you can hold out? Three days? Five days? Or are you going to wait until they're so hungry they can eat people before they all rush in and tear you to pieces?"

"Even if you have this knife, two fists can't beat four hands."

Lin Fan's lips twitched, but he didn't reply.

Su Qingxue withdrew her hand and adopted a more peaceful tone.

"I'll give you a more respectable solution."

"You give up the cave, and I'll manage and distribute your food and water. With your current reserves, plus what we continue to collect, it'll be enough to last until rescue arrives."

She paused for a second. "In exchange, after we return to Jiangcheng, I will give you one hundred million in Su Qingxue's personal name."

"Cash, direct bank transfer, no company account, no approval process. One hundred million, Lin Fan, enough for you to buy three houses in Jiangcheng, start two companies, and never have to ask anyone for your approval again for the rest of your life."

One billion.

The sheer number silenced even the few people sobbing on the distant beach behind them.

Song Ya stood frozen behind Lin Fan, clutching the cookies, her mouth slightly agape, her mind racing with numbers she couldn't process.

What is the concept of 100 million?

The entire village farmed in their hometown their whole lives, and even if they didn't eat or drink, they couldn't save a fraction of a hundred million yuan by the time they died.

Su Qingxue observed Lin Fan's expression and continued to increase the stakes.

"And there's also the matter of Zhou Dahai."

"If you hurt him here, there will definitely be legal risks when you go back. Intentional injury causing serious harm carries a sentence of three to ten years. If he bleeds to death or dies from an infection, you will be guilty of intentional homicide."

"But as long as I, Su Qingxue, step in, this matter will not go through any legal proceedings."

"Zhou Dahai is an employee of Shengtang. I will handle his medical expenses and compensation together. Shengtang's legal department will not pursue the matter, and all witnesses present will sign confidentiality agreements. This matter will be treated as if it never happened."

After saying these words, Su Qingxue tilted her head slightly.

She knows negotiation all too well.

The carrot has already been given 100 million yuan in cash, plus a full guarantee against legal risks.

This is a condition that no rational person could refuse.

An intern earning a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan suddenly has the opportunity to exchange a cave for 100 million yuan.

Money you couldn't earn in ten lifetimes.

Next comes the big stick.

"Of course, if you insist on going your own way," Su Qingxue's tone suddenly turned cold, "when the rescue arrives, I can tell you that I will decide the fate of every seat on that helicopter."

She stared into Lin Fan's eyes and said, "It's perfectly normal for a few people to die in a shipwreck."

"Old Liu is dead, Xiao Wang is dead, Lili is dead, and if Lin Fan is added to the list, no one will be surprised."

"You carried a knife, stole other people's food, cut off their fingers, and carried out vigilante justice on a deserted island. With just one word from me, you would be labeled a dangerous individual who has become mentally unstable and violent due to a shipwreck."

"When the helicopter lands, everyone will get on, but you'll stay down here alone."

"I don't know how big this island is, but I do know that a person wouldn't survive a year in a place like this."

Su Qingxue fell silent, waiting for Lin Fan's reaction.

The wind blew in from the sea, carrying salty, damp air.

There was silence for several seconds.

Lin Fan put the knife back into the tactical bag behind his waist, raised his hand, and slowly wiped the remaining bloodstains from his fingers.

"President Su," he said, his tone unusually flat.

"How many times a year can you use this kind of rhetoric at the merger and acquisition negotiation table of Sheng Tang?"

Su Qingxue frowned.

"The first part is enticement, the second part is threats, and in the middle is a legal risk as leverage. It's pretty standard. That's what capitalist textbooks teach."

"That's what you majored in in college, right?"

Lin Fan took a step forward, but Su Qingxue didn't back down; she gritted her teeth and stood still.

"But you forgot one thing."

Lin Fan's gaze swept across Su Qingxue's face, past her chapped lips, past the dust-covered skin below her collarbone, past the area below her waist, and finally back to her eyes.

That gaze was undisguised and utterly disrespectful, like someone picking out a piece of meat at a market.

"Your helicopter can't come." Su Qingxue's lips twitched.

"Your satellite phone is just a brick."

It twitched again.

"The 100 million you promised is just a string of numbers."

"You're threatening to prevent me from boarding the plane, Mr. Su. It's a non-existent plane. How do you plan to stop me from getting on?"

Lin Fan chuckled softly, the laugh was short, "I also want to give you two choices."

"First, just like I said last night, take off your clothes and let me have some fun."

Su Qingxue's body stiffened, and blood rushed to her face, turning even her neck red.

It wasn't shyness, it was rage.

Last night in the cave, Lin Fan said the exact same thing.

She thought it was just empty talk from a lowly nobody who had gained power, a despicable act by a poor loser who had never seen a woman before, trying to take advantage of her.

She cursed him, calling him a beast, a toad lusting after a swan, and then walked into the cold wind without looking back.

She thought her anger and contempt would be enough to make this overconfident man back down.

The results of it?

Less than 24 hours later, he repeated the same words and the same request.

Even more casual than last night.

Last night, at least he sat by the fire, condescendingly making demands, which at least hinted at a "deal".

Today, standing in broad daylight, in front of Song Ya, and in the blurry vision of everyone on the distant beach, he uttered these words in a tone as if ordering food.

He didn't feel offended at all.

He felt this was a perfectly reasonable and equivalent exchange.

"Lin! Fan!"

Su Qingxue's voice was squeezed out one word at a time, through her teeth.

"You... this is the second time!"

She was trembling violently, her fists clenched so tightly that the knuckles of her hands were exposed.

Her eyes were red and swirling with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let a single tear fall.

Shedding a single tear is tantamount to admitting defeat; Su Qingxue has never cried in front of any man in her life.

There were old foxes in the business world who were a hundred times more arrogant than her. They had slammed their fists on the table, thrown contracts at her, and made harsh remarks, but she wouldn't even flinch.

But the person in front of her, this lowly intern whose name she had once been too lazy to even remember, used the most primitive, vulgar, and insulting methods to crush her last shred of dignity time and time again.

"You're dreaming!" Su Qingxue's voice was shrill and out of control. "Who do you think you are?! You think you're the boss of this island just because you cut off someone's finger?!"

"You're nothing but a dog! A stray dog ​​that got lucky and found a few bones! Wait until my men arrive..."