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

"I need to find a shelter."

Chen Jian's tone was unusually firm.

"What kind of shelter are you looking for?"

Wang Lan's voice rose a full octave, "President Su told you to go find water in the mangrove forest to the west, are your ears just for decoration?"

Chen Jian frowned. "What do you know? Look at the sky..."

"I don't look at the sky!"

Wang Lan stepped forward, her finger almost poking Chen Jian's nose.

"You're always like this! Acting on your own! You were just like this at that lousy company, drawing blueprints for eight years and not even getting a project manager position! And now you're still being stubborn in this godforsaken place?"

The few people watching the commotion glanced around as if they were watching a game of billiards, moving their eyes left and right.

Chen Jian took a step back and began to speak faster.

"You want me to obey? Fine, I've been obeying for a day and a half. I've obeyed you, I've obeyed Su Qingxue, I've obeyed Wang Qiang."

"And the result?"

Five people died.

As soon as he said that, it was as if a section of the surrounding air had been sucked away.

Wang Lan opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't respond.

"If I can't find somewhere to shelter my head tonight, you and I will both be dead tomorrow!"

Chen Jian suddenly raised his hand, pointing his finger at the western horizon.

The clouds over there have dropped even lower than they did an hour ago. "Look at that sky! Look!"

"Wang Lan, if we weren't so desperate to get along, I would write you a divorce agreement right now."

"If you want to continue this relationship, then don't interfere with me."

These words were even more chilling than Lin Fan cutting off his finger.

Everyone present fell silent.

When a couple utters the words "divorce agreement," it's like a real knife.

Wang Lan's lips trembled slightly.

She didn't say anything more.

He turned his head, ran two steps toward the crowd, then stopped and looked back at Chen Jian.

Her eyes welled up with tears.

"Go if you want! Don't blame me if something happens!"

"You don't need to stop me."

Chen Jian turned around and strode towards the hillside.

This time, he didn't stop.

Wang Lan wiped the corner of her eye haphazardly with the back of her hand.

Two young women from the administration department quickly came over and patted her on the back.

"Sister Lan, don't take it to heart... When a man gets stubborn, not even ten donkeys can pull him back."

"Exactly, he'll come back on his own once he runs into a wall."

Wang Lan shook her head and remained silent.

She stood there for a few seconds, her eyes still red, and the sides of her nose slightly moist.

Then he turned around and walked towards Su Qingxue.

The pace was neither too fast nor too slow, the rhythm was just right.

It wasn't a defiant stride, nor was it a hurried one.

This is the gait of a woman who has just had a fight, is feeling wronged, and needs support.

Su Qingxue leaned against the side of the largest rock, her arms crossed over her chest.

She watched the entire argument between the couple from beginning to end, without missing a single word.

"President Su."

Wang Lan walked up to her, her voice returning to normal volume, even lower than usual.

She had a hoarse voice, as if she was trying to hold on after her husband publicly humiliated her.

"I'm sorry... Chen Jian is stubborn, I couldn't stop him..."

Su Qingxue glanced at her but didn't reply immediately.

She understood what Wang Lan meant; she simply wanted to tell her that Wang Lan and Su Qingxue were on the same side.

Wang Lan lowered her head, her ten fingers twisted together, and continued, "However, Mr. Su... what he said about the shelter... I think it's not entirely unreasonable."

Su Qingxue raised her eyebrows slightly.

Wang Lan didn't look up and continued speaking.

"Look at the sun."

She raised her hand and pointed above her head.

The sunlight is indeed changing.

The morning air was still cool with a sea breeze, but now they've started pouring hot oil on people.

The temperature on the sand surface visibly rises, and when you step on the sand with your shoes, you can feel a layer of heat penetrating your soles through the rubber.

"As the weather gets hotter, everyone is already dehydrated. If they are exposed to the scorching sun, it's only a matter of time before they suffer from heatstroke."

"If we can find a shady spot on the mountain, it would be good to go there to avoid the sun later."

She paused for a moment.

"Let Chen Jian give it a try. If he finds one, you can also escape the heat."

Su Qingxue remained silent for a few seconds.

Wang Lan spoke softly, and Su Qingxue, having spent seven years navigating the business world, was extremely sensitive to information density.

Wang Lan did not mention a single word about the rescue.

No decision was questioned.

He only stated one undeniable fact: the sun was too strong.

That means Wang Lan has always trusted her as the president.

"Let him go," Su Qingxue finally relented.

"Wang Lan".

"Um?"

"Don't worry."

"The only ones who can't get on the plane are Song Ya and Lin Fan. Chen Jian is your husband, and for your sake, I won't give up on him."

She paused for a moment.

"When we get back, we'll have him come work for Sheng Tang. His monthly salary will be double what he earned at his previous company."

"Thank you, Mr. Su."

Wang Lan bowed deeply and stepped back.

Turning around, she walked over to several female employees who were cleaning the camp, bent down, and began to help move the debris.

……

Chen Jian climbed up the rocky slope for about five minutes.

He didn't take Lin Fan's path.

He didn't want to provoke that madman, and he certainly couldn't let Su Qingxue think he was betraying the enemy.

If they want to go back, they will ultimately have to rely on Su Qingxue.

He sought shelter based on a very simple judgment: today, they cannot return.

Chen Jian chose the southeast direction.

The terrain was much steeper than the west side, with gravel covering the ground. It made a clattering sound when you stepped on it, and with every step you slid half a step downhill.

three minutes later

Behind a thicket of bushes, he saw a reasonably decent place.

It's not a cave.

To be precise, it is a crack in the rock mass.

The crack runs roughly north-south, as if some force had cleaved the entire mountainside open.

It's not very deep, but it's very long.

It can't compare to the cave Lin Fan occupied, but it's a million miles better than the beach.

At least there's something above my head to block the rain, and the only ventilation is from the front, so it can at least keep out the rain and not be too cold.

At that moment, Chen Jian heard an explosion on the beach...