Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 636 625

After the evening meal, accompanied by Huang Yong, Liu Fugui went with great interest to the rooftop of the third floor of his office building.

The early winter evening wind was still quite fierce, biting cold against the face and body.

Instinctively, Huang Yong tightened the collar in front of his chest, while Liu Fugui, who was already past middle age, stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly unaffected, proudly facing the cold wind.

There was not a hint of expression on Liu Fugui's sharply defined face, his deep eyes gazing into the distance, as if pondering something.

After about more than five minutes, seeing that Liu Fugui had no intention of returning, Huang Yong, unable to endure it, took a step forward and softly said, "Mr. Liu, the wind here is too strong. I think we should go back first. How about I get you a coat to fend off the cold?"

Liu Fugui waved a single hand without turning his head, indicating it was unnecessary.

Faced with this, Huang Yong couldn't say anything more. Originally, he had hoped to take this opportunity to go back inside and put on another layer of clothing, but it seemed that Liu Fugui didn't need that, so he had to brace himself against the cold wind and accompany Liu Fugui on the rooftop.

Huang Yong couldn't figure out what was wrong with Liu Fugui today, insisting on staying on the rooftop in such cold weather.

However, he really admired the other's constitution. Although Liu Fugui was two cycles older than him, when it came to withstanding the cold, from the current situation, Huang Yong was far behind.

As time passed, Huang Yong increasingly felt the surrounding temperature dropping. Even though he occasionally stomped his feet hard, he couldn't resist the early winter chill.

Liu Fugui noticed Huang Yong's movements behind him and chuckled twice, "What, you can't stand this bit of wind?"

This bit of wind? Huang Yong really wanted to go up and touch Liu Fugui's head to see if it was burned out, for how could a normal person say something so ridiculous?

Unfortunately, Liu Fugui was his master, the boss of this factory. Even if Huang Yong were given the courage, he would never dare to act according to what he thought.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Huang Yong chuckled twice and said, "No, Mr. Liu, I'm fine! Haha!"

"Good, as long as you're fine. I was afraid you couldn't stand the temperature and was about to let you go back inside," Liu Fugui's response made Huang Yong feel like he wanted to die.

Damn, who told me to put up a facade? This is just fate!

After severely criticizing himself, Huang Yong didn't miss this rare opportunity to flatter. He solemnly responded, "Mr. Liu, even if I really can't stand it, I will stay here with you. As long as you don't leave, I, Huang Yong, will definitely not leave. Protecting you is my responsibility!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Liu Fugui's slightly questioning tone made Huang Yong's heart skip a beat. It clearly showed a lack of trust, which made Huang Yong immediately realize the seriousness of the situation. It was not a joke; it directly concerned his position in the factory and his future survival. He quickly recalled his recent actions and seemed not to have done anything out of line: "Mr. Liu, is there anything I've done improperly?"

Huang Yong tentatively asked, feeling very anxious at the moment, while Liu Fugui seemed to deliberately trouble him by not responding for a long time, until finally asking unexpectedly, "How is Yunpeng doing lately?"

Liu Fugui's hopping question left Huang Yong somewhat unable to follow, but his cleverness soon enabled him to understand Liu Fugui's mind.

No wonder Liu Fugui had braved the cold to come to the rooftop; no wonder he suddenly doubted his loyalty. It was all due to that disappointing son of his.

Huang Yong had never told Liu Fugui about the conflict between Liu Yunpeng and Yang Xue.

On the one hand, he had been too busy recently to spare the time;

on the other hand, it was out of selfishness, since he was there when it happened and didn't intervene when Liu Yunpeng was slapped by Yang Xue.

So Huang Yong worried that Liu Fugui would blame him due to his parental protectiveness and thus pretended not to know, never reporting it.

But now it seemed that the paper couldn't wrap the fire, and since Liu Fugui was asking, he clearly knew about it.

Since Liu Fugui already knew, continuing to pretend to hide it would only invite trouble.

Huang Yong lowered his head and replied truthfully, "Mr. Liu, Young Master had a conflict with a gang of Zhao's yesterday."

"Oh, so it really happened. I thought Yunpeng was just making trouble for no reason. But why didn't you tell me after such a big incident? I heard Yunpeng say you were on the scene!"

Facing Liu Fugui's questioning, Huang Yong felt a chill down his spine and quickly explained, "Mr. Liu, because it involved Young Master's personal matters, I felt it was inconvenient to intervene, so I just..."

"Personal matters? He was beaten, and you call that 'inconvenient to intervene'?" Liu Fugui's words were serious, clearly criticizing Huang Yong for his inaction when his son was being beaten.

Huang Yong had no words to reply and could only stammer, "Mr. Liu, I...I..."

"Alright, I'm not blaming you for this. I can more or less guess the ins and outs of the situation: probably my disappointing son provoked first, and you didn't intervene because you wanted to maintain both families' interests, right?"

Although Liu Fugui pinpointed his thoughts, Huang Yong didn't dare to nod easily, knowing better than to agree. He quickly replied, "You can't blame Young Master entirely for this; it was Yang Xue who acted first, and he and that brat Wang..."

"Alright, this matter isn't important. I just want to tell you that no matter what happens in the future, report timely to me, understand?"

"Understood, Mr. Liu!" Even standing behind Liu Fugui, Huang Yong kept his head bowed, not daring to lift it.

"Sigh, what worries me most now is Yunpeng. You see, he's already in his early twenties but keeps causing trouble, never growing up. It's not like before; in the past, his troubles could be smoothed over with my status and relationships, but now? We are struggling with our survival, and we can't indulge him as before. So, Huang Yong, you need to watch over Yunpeng more for me. I know he doesn't respect anyone at the factory because he's my son, so if you find him doing anything overly aggressive again, notify me right away before it escalates into a bigger disaster! Got it?"

Huang Yong rarely saw such a dispirited side of Liu Fugui and seldom heard this resolute middle-aged man express his feelings, leaving him somewhat earnest and fearful.

"Mr. Liu, rest assured. Huang Yong will remember what you just said."

Looking at Liu Fugui's lonely figure, Huang Yong felt both sympathy and heartache for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

After all, he knew well that working in-between ** is like having a knife on one's head; any slight mistake could lead to being beheaded.

So he didn't really take reporting Liu Yunpeng's actions to Liu Fugui seriously.

In his view, tattletales never have good outcomes! (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)