Wilderness Survival (Thank You, God Sacrifice Moon, for Becoming an Alliance Leader)
"Yan Craftsman, why did you leave so early?!"
"Yan Craftsman, come back soon!"
"How am I supposed to live without you, Yan Craftsman? Take me on vacation with you—"
In the video, young faces appeared one after another, laughing or putting on a show of wiping away tears, while black-and-white photos of Yan Jian sat displayed on the tablets in their hands.
Yan Jian, lying in the hospital bed, was dumbfounded.
He began to question his life.
Wait, it had only been one day. Had I already been given a grand funeral?
He stiffly turned around and looked towards Ji Jue, who had come to visit him, utterly shocked. "Factory Director, what are you implying?!"
"Ahem, they're all young people, so they like messing around—" Ji Jue coughed twice and smiled awkwardly, not daring to admit it had been his idea. "Everyone said you'd definitely be happy if they did this."
"They—"
Yan Jian was silent for a long time before finally forcing out a voice from between his teeth. "Their workload is clearly not saturated enough."
Right, right, right!
Ji Jue nodded wildly. This was exactly what he wanted to see!
Yan Jian sighed. The gloom on his face brightened somewhat. He shifted on the bed, grimacing from the pain. "Factory Director, can't I be discharged yet? Haven't I already been out of danger?"
"You can, but you'll have to add money. The dean here is stingy. The fact that you're still lying in bed and breathing has already cost me a lot of money, so don't expect higher-end services, all right?"
Ji Jue immediately poured cold water all over him. "Get some proper rest. The factory won't collapse without you. It can keep running without anyone.