AWB Chapter 751 - 737
Chapter 751 - 737
He Lei had drool hanging from his mouth and occasionally let out a humming noise, who knows which beauty he was entangled with in his dreams.
Qiao Shan was panting heavily; moments ago, he had just made a futile trip to the chairman’s office, and now he was rushing non-stop towards He Lei’s office. He was standing at the door, knocking.
Despite knocking for ages, there was no answer or footsteps from inside, though He Lei’s thunderous snores made his presence known.
"Brother Lei, Brother Lei!" Qiao Shan yelled until he was hoarse, yet there was still no response. Helplessly, he shook his head and raised his fist to knock harder, shouting, "Brother Lei, wake up, there’s news from Spring Xiu!"
This knock shattered He Lei’s beautiful dream completely. You can imagine how... furious he must have felt.
When He Lei’s not-so-tall, yet muscular frame appeared in front of Qiao Shan, he knew he had stirred a hornet’s nest.
Sure enough, before Qiao Shan could explain, He Lei lashed out first, "What the hell are you doing? I’m asking you what the fuck are you doing? Do you want to demolish my room or what?"
He Lei’s eyes were bulging like copper bells, making one worry they might explode. Qiao Shan scratched his head for a while, stammering as he pulled out the hand-held radio, "No... no... Brother Lei, it was... it was the radio that went off."
"No shit, what’s the use of a radio that doesn’t go off? Playing house?"
"No, it was Spring Xiu calling!"
"What? Spring Xiu?" He Lei slapped his face twice, trying to sober up a bit. "What did that bastard say?"
"Nothing much, Brother Lei, he’s been trying to reach you, but... you didn’t pick up, so all I heard was him swearing." Qiao Shan answered honestly.
"Oh, I see!" He Lei yawned several times. "Alright, noted. How’s the task I assigned to you coming along?"
"Brother Lei, it’s underway, but to bring more supplies along, it might take a bit more time."
"Hmm, damn it, get this done right. Tell the guys if they bring more now, they’ll spend less effort later fetching supplies. You just have to hammer this into those idiots’ heads. Otherwise, they’ll just end up being lazy!"
"Understood, Brother Lei, don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on it. But should you respond to Spring Xiu in case anything changes?" Qiao Shan, looking like a consultant, said. He Lei rolled his eyes twice at him and yawned again, saying, "Alright, I’ll handle it. Now hurry up and go do your damn job. Don’t screw up this simple stuff. If you do, you might as well find a place and finish yourself off."
After sending Qiao Shan off, He Lei went back inside, first washed his face, then leisurely lit a cigarette, adjusted from his groggy state, picked up the radio, cleared his throat and said, "Hey, Boss Spring, it’s Lei here, just in the medical room looking after Brother Yang, just stepped out and heard you were looking for me? What’s up? Over!"
The other side was silent for a moment, then came a string of loud curses, "Fuck your mother, still alive, eh? I thought all of you were dead. Got something? Do you think I’m free enough to call for no reason?"
He Lei put the radio on the table, smiling as he smoked, perhaps speaking tired him out, and as there was no response for a while, Spring Xiu doubted if there was something wrong with the radio. Frustrated, he asked, "He Lei, did you hear what I said? Over!"
Seeing the other’s temper had mostly subsided, He Lei picked up the radio and replied in a feigned fearful voice, "Boss Spring, I’ve been listening all along, was indeed in the medical room taking care of Brother Yang earlier, over!"
"Alright, stop bullshitting, I’m asking you, what’s the situation at the factory now? Over!"
"Boss Spring, the factory is all good; all of Liu Fugui’s men are locked in one room, I’ve stationed heavy guards there, even if the gods come, they won’t be able to get them out."
"Get out of here, stop boasting. Last time you promised me you’d capture Liu Fugui alive, and what happened?"
Hearing this raised, He Lei got pissed inside. If it wasn’t for Yang Buwei, Liu Fugui wouldn’t have escaped. Anyway, he planned to kill Yang Buwei eventually, might as well have taken him out along with Liu Fugui earlier.
"Boss Liu, that was our oversight, don’t worry, there won’t be any more problems at the factory this time."
He Lei’s voice turned low, causing Spring Xiu to be taken aback initially, then displeased again, "Stop just boasting, when I come back, if anything happens at the factory, we’ll see then! Over!"
"Boss Spring, do you have any other instructions? Over!" He Lei was desperately controlling his temper, not wanting to argue further on this with Spring Xiu to avoid getting worked up.
"No shit, do you think there isn’t? Fuck, if there wasn’t I wouldn’t be urgently contacting you. Listen, arrange six guys to meet me at the villa, and bring Qiao Shan to lead them, so these dumbasses don’t get lost. I’m catching that damned Liu Fugui no matter what this time. Over!"
"Yes, Boss Spring, if you have no other instructions, I’ll arrange it right away. Over!"
"Nothing else, go get it done quickly! Over!"
"Get? Get your ass! You all better just kill each other off!" He Lei randomly tossed the radio onto the bed, cursed a couple of times, then lay back down to resume his heavy slumber.
Returning to his room after five months left Liu Fugui overwhelmed with emotions. His room hadn’t been touched since Old Xu and others moved in, out of respect for him.
"Yunpeng, you’re tired today as well, hurry up, wash up, and have a rest." Liu Fugui took off his down jacket, pulled out some home clothes from the wardrobe, and put them on.
Liu Yunpeng stretched, twisted his neck, and said, "Dad, I’m fine, you are the one who’s worked hard, I’ll go get a basin of hot water for you to wash up."
Enjoying the leisure, Liu Fugui agreed and sat down. It was the first time his son offered to do something for him, even something as small as getting water, but to Liu Fugui, it felt more thrilling than earning billions.
From the bathroom, the sound of water filling up came in drips and drabs. In no time, Liu Yunpeng called out, "Dad, it’s ready, come wash up!"
Liu Fugui walked to the bathroom with his hands behind his back, scrutinizing his son who had prepared water and a towel. He couldn’t help but smile, "Alright! Dad gets to enjoy his son’s care today."
Liu Yunpeng sheepishly scratched his head, "Oh come on, dad, stop being so sappy. Alright, wash up and rest, I’m heading out for a bit, won’t bother you anymore."
"Okay, you can go out, but don’t cause trouble for others, remember we’re not at the factory anymore, just staying as guests, so keep it under control. Got it?"
"Got it, dad. Can I go out now?" Liu Yunpeng made a face at Liu Fugui.
"Alright, alright, you rascal, off you go! Don’t leave the villa!"
"Got it!"
Not far from Liu Fugui’s room, in the audio-visual room, Old Xu and Old Lin were quietly discussing something. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)