The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 279. Nearly had a car accident (1 update)

Chapter 279: 279. Nearly had a car accident (1 update)

Mu Liancheng glanced at Fu Hengyi’s screen and quickly looked away; it’s best not to read the boss’s jokes.

"Boss, let’s eat first."

Mu Liancheng had packed two meals, one for himself, and while eating, he suddenly spoke, "Boss, I recently got news about King. Apparently, he’s had a conflict with someone from KA, and the leader of KA has openly declared irreconcilable differences with King. Moreover, I heard that someone put out a hit on BK’s members. Many of BK’s top brass have been injured recently, and even King’s right-hand man has lost an arm."

Fu Hengyi paused in his eating, "Someone put out a hit on BK’s members? Do you know who it was?"

Mu Liancheng shook his head, "It’s just a rumor I heard, I haven’t verified it yet. But regardless of who it is, it’s good news for us. Someone else giving King trouble saves us the hassle."

Fu Hengyi said nothing, quickly finished his meal, and then sat back down in front of the computer to slog through the ten thousand word report.

"How have the new recruits been the past couple of days?" asked Fu Hengyi.

Speaking of this, Mu Liancheng laughed, "They have learned their lesson. Although we’ve been increasing the training intensity over these days, there have not been any complaints." His eyes flicked, "Boss, how come you don’t ask about the outcome of the competition?"

"Is there a need to ask?" Fu Hengyi looked at him coldly.

Mu Liancheng smirked awkwardly, "No need."

The story of the competition goes back to before Fu Hengyi left the troops to go see Shen Qinglan.

The new recruits were selected from among the best of the best across different units, some even personally scouted by Fu Hengyi, more challenging to tame than the previous batch from the Beijing Military Region.

Initially, Fu Hengyi was only responsible for devising the training plan and did not participate in their training. After half a month and an assessment, most of them failed, which the proud soldiers couldn’t tolerate. They claimed Fu Hengyi’s goals were set too high, impossible for an ordinary person to achieve. The veteran members of the Sharp Blades could hardly contain their laughter at the scene, delighting in the rookies’ misfortune.

The training plans devised by Fu Hengyi were based on the maximum physical abilities of the majority, with very few able to complete them at the start.

Faced with claims that his training plans were unreasonable, Fu Hengyi didn’t get angry. Instead, he glanced indifferently at the new recruits and asked, "So what do you propose?"

One of the new recruits, probably standing as the spokesperson for the talented among them, stepped forward with a challenge. They proposed a competition against Fu Hengyi’s troops—if the veterans could complete the set tasks, the recruits wouldn’t say another word and would train obediently. But if they could not, then Fu Hengyi would have to apologize for not creating a training plan based on reality.

Fu Hengyi had no objections. If his own trained soldiers couldn’t complete these tasks, then he’d consider retraining the lot.

The higher-ups were visiting for an inspection and became interested in witnessing this competition.

The competition lasted five days, including basic tasks and wilderness survival—the former in the first two days and the latter in the last three.

For Sharp Blade troops, the basic tasks were a walk in the park. Seeing this, the recruits already understood the gap between themselves and the veterans. However, according to their agreement with Fu Hengyi—just one victory over the veterans in any task would count as a win—they were determined to prevail in the wilderness survival training.

To ensure the fairness of the competition, Fu Hengyi did not participate. However, on the last day, the leadership ordered Fu Hengyi to lead an ambush against both teams to test their response to danger, an order he naturally did not refuse.

Ten minutes before departure, as Fu Hengyi was about to switch off his phone, he received a call from Chu Yunrong, learning of Shen Qinglan’s accident. Fu Hengyi could no longer care about the competition and left it to Mu Liancheng as he departed.

Several leaders in the command room witnessed this, and Fu Hengyi’s leadership, seeing their grim faces, knew his response would’ve involved more than just writing a report had it not been for Fu Hengyi’s abilities, rank, and intermediaries smoothing things over.

"Boss, there are quite a few promising youngsters in this batch of recruits. This year we should be able to replenish with a lot of fresh blood," Mu Liancheng said as he finished his meal and reported to Fu Hengyi who was writing a report.

Hearing this, Fu Hengyi stopped what he was doing and listed a few names, "How are these people doing?" These were individuals he had been monitoring before he left.

"This person is exactly who I was about to discuss. They have all performed well after the competition, especially Xiang Yitong, who has made astonishing progress."

Fu Hengyi thought for a moment, "For these individuals, double the training volume based on the current regime." Their physical fitness had already surpassed that of most, and ordinary training wouldn’t tap into their potential.

"Alright, I’ll make the necessary adjustments to the training plan when I get back."

"The first official assessment must eliminate more than half of the recruits," Fu Hengyi added. The new recruits undergo their first assessment after two months of training.

Hearing this, Mu Liancheng hesitated, "Eliminating half might be too much? This batch of recruits is of high quality." In the past, eliminating half was not a big issue.

Fu Hengyi didn’t change his mind, "We need the elite of the elite. In the future, they will face life and death, not just military drills. They may encounter danger at any time, and we don’t have the luxury of time to train them. If they don’t have solid skills, they’re just marching to their death. So, add a psychological test to this assessment."

Mu Liancheng knew Fu Hengyi made sense. Joining their unit was truly a selection of the select few. "Okay, I’ll arrange it."

Fu Hengyi printed out a document from his computer, "This is the training mission I’ve recently devised. Take a look and then show it to the other instructors."

Mu Liancheng flipped through the training plan and noticed some tasks had certain names annotated, with numbers listed beside them. He didn’t understand at first, "What do these names and numbers mean?"

"The training duration for these people on these tasks," Fu Hengyi explained.

Mu Liancheng immediately understood that the training plan was tailored to each individual’s capabilities. Realizing that, although Fu Hengyi had rushed back home, he still held the base’s matters in his heart. This training plan must have taken up much of his effort.

"Alright, I’ll go gather the other instructors for a meeting right now," Mu Liancheng said before leaving.

Fu Hengyi hummed in acknowledgment and continued to grapple with the inspection report, not at all worried that the other instructors wouldn’t be able to arrange the following training properly. He had confidence in the soldiers he had trained, especially Mu Liancheng, who would be a great choice if there were a need to select a new team leader in the future.

Fu Hengyi spent the entire night finishing the inspection report. His superior carefully read the report from beginning to end. "You wrote quite insightfully. Alright, let’s put an end to this matter. The upper echelons take the new recruit selection very seriously; don’t cause me any more trouble."

Fu Hengyi’s expression was serious, "Yes."

The leader then inquired about the training of the new recruits, and knowing that Fu Hengyi had plans in mind, he didn’t pry further. Although he was the base leader, he never interfered in the matters of training, which were always handled by Fu Hengyi alone.

Fu Hengyi first went to the training field to check on the new recruits’ training situation. After watching for a while, he returned to the barracks and called Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan was arranging flowers with Chu Yunrong. Recently, she had suddenly taken an interest in flower arranging and was learning from Chu Yunrong every day. Happy to spend more time with her daughter, Chu Yunrong gladly taught her.

"How was your day? Did the child give you any trouble?" As soon as the call connected, Fu Hengyi asked with a tone that was very gentle.

The corners of Shen Qinglan’s mouth curved up, "The child has been good, didn’t trouble me."

"How severe is your morning sickness?"

"It’s much better now. I only threw up once this morning when I got up, and I had a bowl of porridge for breakfast, ate an egg, and also had two steamed buns," reported Shen Qinglan in detail about her condition. Since Fu Hengyi had returned to the army, he called every day to ask about her daily routine, especially her diet.

Hearing that Shen Qinglan’s appetite was good, Fu Hengyi’s expression relaxed slightly. He leaned back in his chair and spoke in a gentle voice, "Whatever you want to eat, just tell Aunt Zhao or Sister-in-law Song. The weather is getting cooler now, it gets cold in the mornings and evenings, wear an extra layer of clothing. Don’t neglect it just because you think you have a strong body, okay?"

A touch of warmth flickered in Shen Qinglan’s eyes, "Mm, I know. You should also take care of yourself in the army."

After talking for a few more sentences, Fu Hengyi hung up the phone.

Meeting Chu Yunrong’s smiling gaze, the corners of Shen Qinglan’s lips lifted slightly, "Mom, when you were pregnant, was Dad this fussy?"

Chu Yunrong laughed, "Your father was never as meticulous as Hengyi." Back then, Shen Qian was fully immersed in his career, his heart was with his troops and soldiers. When Chu Yunrong got pregnant, there were just a few more phone calls than usual, nothing like Fu Hengyi’s three calls a day, caring about every meal Shen Qinglan ate.

"However, most men don’t pay much attention to details; it’s rare to find someone like Hengyi. Our Qinglan is really lucky." No mother would be unhappy seeing a son-in-law caring so attentively for her daughter.

Shen Qinglan was also in a good mood. She placed the final flower in the arrangement, picked it up to look, and was quite pleased with her work, "Mom, let’s put this pot in the living room."

Chu Yunrong nodded with a smile.

"By the way, Mom, we should go to Doctor Zhou tomorrow," Shen Qinglan suddenly remembered to mention.

Chu Yunrong’s illness, after more than half a year of treatment and with Shen Qinglan’s cooperation, was largely improved, but they still needed regular check-ups with Doctor Zhou. With so many things happening lately, Shen Qinglan had almost forgotten about it.

Talking about her illness, Chu Yunrong was not shy, "Alright, but let’s go later tomorrow. You need to sleep more in the mornings. I’ll call Doctor Zhou shortly and ask her to postpone the appointment."

Shen Junyu knew that Shen Qinglan and Chu Yunrong were going to Doctor Zhou’s and volunteered to drive them.

After the check-up, Doctor Zhou was very satisfied with Chu Yunrong’s recovery. While Chu Yunrong went to the restroom, Doctor Zhou told Shen Qinglan, "Your mother is recovering very well. As long as she continues to maintain her current lifestyle, the chances of her illness recurring are very low."

Hearing this, both Shen Qinglan and Shen Junyu felt relieved, especially Shen Junyu. He had witnessed Chu Yunrong falling ill as a child, and knowing his mother had been tormented by this illness for over a decade made his past misunderstandings turn into pity and self-reproach.

Doctor Zhou did not prescribe any medicine for Chu Yunrong, as her condition no longer required medicinal treatment.

Leaving Doctor Zhou’s, their car had not been driving for long when, at a corner turn, Shen Junyu suddenly jerked the steering wheel sharply. Following that, a car brushed past theirs, narrowly avoiding a collision, thanks to Shen Junyu’s quick reaction.

Because it was a sudden incident, Shen Qinglan and Chu Yunrong were unprepared, and both lurched forward. Shen Qinglan supported herself against the back of the driver’s seat and was fine, but Chu Yunrong’s head hit the windshield hard, making a loud noise.

However, she didn’t have time to tend to the injury on her head, immediately grasping Shen Qinglan’s hand, "Qinglan, are you alright?" She was visibly anxious.

Shen Junyu had already stopped the car and quickly checked on both of them.

Shen Qinglan was unharmed. Seeing the worried looks from the two, she smiled slightly, "I’m fine, nothing hit me."

Hearing that, both Shen Junyu and Chu Yunrong breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did Chu Yunrong feel the pain in her head. Holding her head, she complained, "What’s with people’s driving these days? They have no responsibility for life."

Shen Junyu also had a stern face. The incident had been very dangerous—if he hadn’t reacted quickly, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

"And they have no sense of accountability at all; he even ran away," Chu Yunrong said angrily.

While Shen Junyu had been busy checking on Shen Qinglan and Chu Yunrong, he hadn’t managed to get a clear look at the other car’s license plate. Shen Qinglan, however, had seen it clearly. Although it was an unfamiliar license plate, she couldn’t help but think of the white van that had followed her some time ago.