Wang Qiang's mood at this time could be said to have reached rock bottom. Just before the meeting, Lao Zhao got in touch with the villa and informed them that for safety reasons, they had decided to cancel their plan to return today.
This was the first time that Wang Qiang ran to the window to check the snow level. Every time he stood up to check, he was full of hope that the snow level would decrease so that the three of them could return home.
It's a pity that the facts are always not what people expect, and the heavy snow in the sky remains the same. Wang Qiang was so annoyed that he complained in a low voice: "This damn weather won't rain in the morning or evening. It won't rain until I get home."
Wang Qiang returned to bed in despair. Wang Qiang glanced at Tang and Zhao with some reluctance and said, "Quan Zi, Lao Zhao, I think we should go back. This little snow is not a big deal."
Tang Xiaoquan leaned against the wall and rejected Wang Qiang's proposal without even opening his eyes: "No, it's too unsafe. The visibility outside is so low. What should I do if there is danger?"
"Oh! It's just snowing. If there's any danger, the worst thing we can do is drive slower. Besides, at this time, the villa is more dangerous. I can't guarantee that those bastards will take advantage of this snow curtain. Cover up and attack the villa!" In order to set off, Wang Qiang used all the excuses he could think of.
Old Zhao didn't know Wang Qiang's true thoughts. He also came from a young age, and he had a fairly good understanding of the other person's mentality in love at this age.
So he could understand Wang Qiang's eagerness to miss Yang Xue and want to rush back to the villa to see her as soon as possible.
But haste makes waste. It is definitely not a wise move to rashly challenge the temper of nature in such bad weather. You may lose your life.
Old Zhao thought about it carefully, then he leaned towards Wang Qiang with a hand-warming teapot, reached out and patted the latter's shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiao Wang, Quan Zi is right, the weather today is indeed not ideal. The weather for traveling! I know you are brave, but you have to be considerate of your Uncle Zhao. Your Uncle Zhao has never driven in such bad rain and snow weather. And you know, as this man is getting older, My eyesight is not very good. Look at the snow outside. Uncle Zhao and I really don’t have the confidence to take you two back on the road in such weather!"
Wang Qiang couldn't argue with Lao Zhao's words. He sighed helplessly. Now he could only blame him for not knowing how to drive.
Seeing Wang Qiang's frustrated look, Lao Zhao cheered up with understanding: "Hey, Qiangzi. The snow will probably get lighter tomorrow. The weather in the south rarely snows so heavily continuously, and it will snow on the ground tomorrow." Once accumulated, it will be much safer to drive on slippery roads than it is now. So let’s just think that God has given us a big holiday today. Let’s take advantage of this big holiday to have a good rest, be energetic, and strive to hit the road tomorrow. .”
Liu Fugui took a total of 3 vehicles out this time, 2 cargo trucks and a black off-road vehicle. Each car was full of people, and the group, including himself, totaled eight people. It should be said that there are so many people, but Liu Fugui still has no idea at all. He has encountered worse situations than this many times in the past, but never like this one. Terrified.
The wipers worked hard to scrape away the snow on the windshield. Affected by the poor visibility, the speed of the three cars was quite slow. Liu Fugui, who was in the last car, wanted to ask the driver to speed up several times, but in the end he still He encouraged himself to control his anxious mood.
From the time he left the factory until now, the handpieces in his hands have never stopped. He was very worried about He Lei, so he contacted him many times and repeatedly asked him to do a good job in the defense of the factory during his absence. There must be no mistakes.
I don't know why, Liu Fugui always feels uneasy. This is not only due to his worry about his son being captured, but also a strong sense of danger that he can't explain why lingers in his heart, making him... Very uncomfortable.
It seemed that today was destined to be an uneasy day. Liu Fugui leaned back on the leather seat and took a moment. Even if he sat upright again, such foresight and hesitation could not solve any practical problems at hand. His son was still waiting for him to rescue him, so he could get rid of those annoying distracting thoughts in his mind.
Liu Fugui raised his hand and called Huang Yong again. If he could get in touch with the latter at this juncture, it would undoubtedly play a decisive role in the success or failure of this operation. At least with the latter, Liu Fugui has no worries about the factory.
Liu Yunpeng's departure has now spread throughout the factory, and the departures of Zhou Yu and Liu Fugui have made everyone extremely worried about the future direction of the factory.
They have become accustomed to being led by the above two people. Now that neither of them is in the factory, they suddenly have no backbone.
Compared with everyone's panic, He Lei, the leader who was entrusted with important tasks, was currently sitting in Liu Fugui's chairman's office, smoking a cigar leisurely. There was no trace of any worry or nervousness on his part. It feels like everything is under his control.
Liu Fugui and his party finally arrived at the designated location after a long and cautious trek. The final meeting place is also very easy to identify. The dead bodies on the ground are the best evidence.
Sure enough, just two minutes after their three cars had stabilized, the rolling shutter door of the front room on the right side of the hotel was lifted up, and two strong young men walked out one after another.
"Who is Liu Fugui?"
"Fuck, that's so damn rude, you called Liu Fugui too!" Seeing that his subordinates were about to come forward to greet him, Liu Fugui stopped in a deep voice: "Stop!"
"Yes! Mr. Liu!" The subordinate obediently lowered his raised fist and stepped out of the way.
Liu Fugui stepped forward and replied with dignity: "I am Liu Fugui. Which of you is in charge?"
Liu Fugui was very knowledgeable, and he concluded from the reckless behavior of the two of them that this person was definitely not the one who had contact with him, so he didn't want to waste time arguing with these subordinates Luo Luomen.
The two subordinates turned their attention to Liu Fugui. After looking up and down feebly, they nodded and said: "Damn it, you guys are so crazy about the plane. Did you come here on a turtle? It's so embarrassing that we have to wait for you here. So long, fuck!”
"Zhinima, please keep your mouth clean! Why are you talking!"
"Huh?" Liu Fugui glared at his men angrily, then apologized to each other with a smile and said indifferently: "Sorry, two brothers, due to the weather today, there is no other way. For safety reasons, we can only slow down the speed, otherwise we will not be safe." If you make a mistake and miss this meeting, wouldn't it be troublesome, don't you think so!" (To be continued.)
