Perhaps he found that there was an outsider in the room, so his subordinates spoke in a low voice. After Huang Yong listened to his subordinates' report, he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"What? You said he is back? Where is he!? Where is he now?"
After getting the reply from his men, Huang Yong did not dare to delay. This matter was not trivial, so he hurried back to the house.
Lao Zhao and Tang Xiaoquan both guessed that something might have happened to the factory from Huang Yong's fearful expression and the movement outside the door just now.
Liu Fugui was no exception to this, but this old fox always had a calm and indifferent expression on his face, as if nothing in this world could move him.
Although Tang Xiaoquan couldn't quite get used to some of Liu Fugui's ways of dealing with people, he admired and envied him for his calm style of dealing with things.
He understood that that calmness and calmness were the result of going through various storms and hardships, and could not be acquired casually overnight.
Of course, Tang Xiaoquan also believes that as long as he can survive in this apocalyptic world, one day he can be as calm and unmoved as Liu Fugui, unaffected by external forces, but now, he is still far from this goal.
Huang Yong lay close to Liu Fugui's ear, opening and closing his mouth rapidly. As he opened and closed, Liu Fugui's brows gradually became tangled together, but soon he returned to his original calmness.
"Okay, I understand. You go down to see the situation first, and ask the people below to go back first. Tell them that I will be there soon!"
Liu Fugui quickly made arrangements. Lao Zhao and others, who were unaware of the situation, watched Huang Yong leave the chairman's office in a hurry.
After Huang Yong left, Liu Fugui stood up slightly apologetically and said:
"Uh...I'm sorry, everyone, I'm afraid our conversation can only stop here for the time being. My subordinates just informed me that there is a small matter in the factory that I need to handle. So...who is that!"
Liu Fugui summoned one of his subordinates, and then ordered: "Take the three guests upstairs to rest first. I'll be back as soon as I go!"
"Ah, Mr. Liu, there's no need to go to such trouble!" As soon as Lao Zhao heard that Liu Fugui was going to arrange a place for them, he quickly got up and left: "What~, Mr. Liu, if you are busy in advance, don't worry about us. We are here It’s almost time to go back.”
In response, Liu Fugui shook his hand and said:
"Why are you leaving so soon? I'm in such a hurry every time. Why don't you have lunch and rest before leaving?"
"No, Mr. Liu, we appreciate your kindness, but we have to rush back. You also know the current situation in the villa. The group may come back at any time, so... we really can't delay!"
"Ah~ right, right, look at my brain. I forgot such a big thing in such a short time."
After patting his head twice in a gesture, Liu Fugui shook his head and smiled bitterly and said to Lao Zhao: "It doesn't matter, the days are long. When you come next time, we will have a good gathering."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Liu. If you have enough manpower, remember to send us some reinforcements, haha." In the end, Lao Zhao still did not forget to emphasize the reinforcements.
Liu Fugui nodded solemnly, and then ordered his men to lead Lao Zhao and the others downstairs.
Except for the door, Old Zhao let out a long breath of relief. He had been worried that Liu Fugui would ask about other people's affairs. If he did, Huang Yong would be present, and he wouldn't even have the chance to lie and prevaricate.
And once Liu Fugui found out about Yang Xue slapping his precious son, it was hard to say what kind of chaos would result.
Fortunately, none of this happened in the end, and the conversation between the two parties went smoothly.
The group of people walked quickly towards Liuliu. When they reached the entrance of the corridor, a diffuse smoke enveloped the entire space.
Lao Zhao quickly waved his arms and waited until the smoke was swept away, and saw Wang Qiang, Wei Dazhuang, and Yang Xue.
At this time, Yang Xue was squatting in the corner of the corridor and smoking. The ground under his feet was littered with large and small unsmoked cigarette butts.
Wang Qiang, on the other hand, was standing beside Yang Xue with a dull expression, and it could be seen that his mental state was also quite exhausted.
At this moment, Lao Zhao didn't know what to say. He squatted down helplessly, patted Yang Xue on the back, and said softly:
"Xiao Yang, we have finished our work and are ready to go back. You can also get up and go with us."
After being stunned for a long time, Yang Xue raised her head unconsciously. The long and narrow eyelashes in her eyes were completely stuck together, obviously she had cried bitterly.
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Lao Zhao had no choice but to repeat softly: "Let's go home!"
"Yeah!" He nodded slightly, and this time Yang Xue finally responded. After taking two puffs of the cigarette, he stood up with Wang Qiang's help.
Immediately afterwards, the reunited survivor team quickly walked out of the office building under the leadership of Liu Fugui.
As soon as they exited the building, they saw a group of people surrounding the iron fence of the main entrance.
As everyone moved closer, Huang Yong's voice immediately reached everyone's ears. He seemed to be understanding the situation from his men.
But suddenly, there was a noisy engine roar outside the gate, which made it impossible for Lao Zhao and the others to hear clearly what the other party was talking about.
Tang Xiaoquan alertly looked away from the group of people surrounding Huang Yong, and instead looked in the direction of the factory gate.
There was an old four-wheeled pickup truck parked outside the gate. Judging from its muddy tires and heavily stained body, it was easy to tell that it must have traveled a long distance from the suburbs.
In order to find out what happened to the other party, Lao Zhao immediately came to Huang Yong's side.
When the latter finished questioning his subordinates, he quickly interrupted and asked: "Ah! Mr. Huang, did something happen to the factory? Is there anything we can do to help? If so, please do it as soon as possible." Please don’t meet us outside!"
Huang Yong turned his head and saw that it was Zhao Yunhai. He couldn't help rolling his eyes and said impatiently: "Help us? Humph, thank you, but no, we don't need your help. You should deal with your own affairs first. That’s fine.”
"Haha, that's what Mr. Liu taught you."
Huang Yong's words were obviously somewhat contradictory, but Lao Zhao didn't care. After laughing twice, he stopped continuing.
But after laughing, he remembered that the other party had not reported the conflict between Wang Qiang, Yang Xue and Liu Yunpeng in the chairmanship just now, so he immediately said again:
"I really want to thank Mr. Huang for keeping them a secret about what happened to these young people just now!"
In response to this, Huang Yong smiled coldly and said to himself, if Liu Fugui hadn't valued the trading line with you, I would have killed you all! (To be continued.)
