Chapter 2683

Because all of this was brought on by himself, no one forced him.

If he had acted according to Mr. Wang's orders, these awkward situations would never have happened.

At this moment Wang Canghai was still silent, and Wang Hu knew he might have asked the wrong question, though he still could not figure out what Wang Canghai was actually thinking..

But the next moment Wang Hu braced himself and said: "Master, what should we do next?"

This remark was purely filler, but from Wang Hu's perspective he was convinced that under no circumstances could he afford to provoke Wang Canghai any further right now.

So saying this was a deliberate attempt to get the other party to issue an order, after which he would seize a chance to prove himself. Hearing these words, Wang Canghai gave him a deep look, and then the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile.

Wang Hu swore he would rather have Wang Canghai hurl abuse at him, or even strike him outright, than see that kind of smile; he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

And this feeling was simply impossible to suppress. Even though he tried his hardest to rein in his emotions, it was ultimately to no avail. He knew that what he had just said was very likely to have caused a grave mistake, but Wang Hu quickly thought it through.

Because right now he was the only one following Wang Canghai, while all the men under him were thinking about how to persuade him to change his current thinking. Under this premise, Wang Canghai had no choice but to trust him.

This time Wang Hu was quite clever; even though he had such thoughts, he did not say them outright, which proved that Wang Hu's thinking was also gradually maturing.

Hard to say—once he fully comes to his senses, everything will have to be rephrased. But whether that day will ever come, no one can say. After all, it was precisely Wang Hu's own foolishness that led him to make that kind of choice; otherwise things would never have reached that point.

At the same time there was no need for Mr. Wang to make any further arrangements. Yet upon receiving the information, Mr. Wang's brows were tightly furrowed. There was only one reason for such an expression.

He was not sure whether this matter should be reported to Zhang Lin right away. Although Zhang Lin Has Already made it very clear to him before that once a situation arose—especially one coming from within this team—he was to report it immediately.

But after much deliberation, Mr. Wang kept weighing in his mind whether this was the kind of situation Zhang Lin had referred to. If it was not, then his doing so would only make the other party think him foolish, and for Mr. Wang that would be a true case of the loss outweighing the gain.

So he did not want things to turn out that way. It must be said that Mr. Wang's current extreme caution is warranted, because he sees things far more clearly than Wang Cen, let alone compared with Wang Hu.

So under this premise, Zhang Lin was not surprised that Mr. Wang could become the leader of the Wang family. This is also why, when Mr. Wang contacted him, Zhang Lin chose to give him a chance.

In fact, Zhang Lin could have completely kicked him when he was down at the time, but later what Mr. Wang said changed Zhang Lin's mind. At the same time, he could also use the current members of the Wang family to accomplish what he needed to do—and that was what Zhang Lin valued most.

If this premise did not exist, then Zhang Lin would absolutely not pay any attention to the current Wang family; that much is certain.

Over the past few days, his subordinates had no idea how many times they had seen Mr. Wang frown like this—something that would absolutely never happen normally. At the same time, if other members of the Wang family learned of this, they would probably be shocked, because this was absolutely not the Mr. Wang they knew, but an entirely different person.

But right now Mr. Wang could not afford to worry about these messy matters, or rather, from his perspective, if there was no turning point in this situation, then he could only leave it to fate.

It seemed that Zhang Lin had given him a corresponding task, but in reality Mr. Wang was well aware that Zhang Lin had only said thirty percent of what he meant; the other seventy percent he had to fill in himself. Even if he could not make things perfect, at the very least he could keep Zhang Lin temporarily satisfied.

That would also meet Mr. Wang's expectations. However, the current situation was completely different from what Mr. Wang had imagined. At this thought he could not help but let out a sigh.

The next moment he still hardened his heart, and then directly picked up the satellite communicator. Of course he did not call Zhang Lin. Taking the initiative to contact Zhang Lin at this time would only be warranted if there was something especially important; if it was merely reporting these matters, sending a message would suffice.

Once the message was sent, Mr. Wang's eyes never left the phone screen. He stared at it with all his might, hoping to quickly receive a reply from the other party, or some corresponding order for him to carry out. These things were extremely important to Mr. Wang.

A full five minutes passed; Mr. Wang even only blinked three times, which left the people beside him utterly dumbfounded. Finally the phone screen lit up again—Zhang Lin had replied with just three words: "Understood."

And Mr. Wang shook his head once more. From those three words of Zhang Lin, he could not tell whether the other party was angry, or whether he considered the matter handled to his satisfaction.

After much thought, in the end Mr. Wang could only let it go at that. Everything would have to wait until the people up ahead reported in. This time he was entirely intervening in the capacity of a hands-off boss. If he had had any other ideas, Mr. Wang would have made some move long ago, rather than waiting until now.

The next moment, a bitter smile once again rose at the corner of Mr. Wang's mouth. Then he simply closed his eyes and stopped thinking about those messy things, because he had not rested well the night before, and throughout this morning and so on, the only thing on Mr. Wang's mind was: where had Wang Canghai gone? And what kind of behavior would he display over there?

And whether his actions would interfere with what was to come. If there was interference, would it drag him and everyone in the current Wang family into that absolutely passive situation—these were all things Wang Canghai needed to consider.

At the same time, this was also what he had asked Zhang Lin to do for the Wang family. But now, looking at Zhang Lin's state, it seemed he was not particularly interested in any of this—and that was the main reason Mr. Wang was so uneasy.

He certainly did not want things to turn out this way. If it kept going on like this, then Mr. Wang would have no choice but to seek another way out.

But then again, if he had had this kind of thinking three days ago—or even earlier—and had firmly steeled his resolve when he fled, so as to be able to handle everything that came after, perhaps he would not have landed himself in such an awkward predicament.

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