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Hou Yi took a deep breath, his eyes filled with murderous intent. At that moment, he felt as if he were punching a pillow—powerless, utterly powerless.
He pointed at the phone in his secretary's hand and said, "Think of a way to get Tong Le's friend here."
The female secretary looked confused. "Huh?"
"Zong Group."
Tong Le had come to Zong Group to deliver project documents. Before heading upstairs, she stopped by a convenience store downstairs and bought a triangular onigiri. She thought that Zong Zeyu must be on a business trip, but she wasn't sure whether he was at the company or at home.
She didn't send Zong Zeyu a message or call him. She had carefully considered her relationship with him and felt that if Zong Zeyu was not calm or rational enough, then she should maintain some distance. Regardless of her feelings, she couldn't trouble him.
Matters of the heart are difficult to articulate and even harder to navigate. She wasn't a deity, nor was she a master of romance; she could only take it one step at a time, ensuring that she acted with integrity and didn't hurt anyone innocent.
She thought that Zong Zeyu would eventually calm down.
Tong Le went upstairs to find the project manager, but he wasn't available. She had no choice but to look for Zong Jin, only to find that he was also absent.
She had already checked with all the leaders she could find, but none were in their offices. After inquiring with Zong Jin's personal secretary, she learned that the company was hosting a small event; the department heads were on the fourth floor in the sports room for a basketball game.
Zong Group was large, with an entire floor dedicated to basketball for internal team-building activities.
Tong Le found the indoor basketball court on the fourth floor. The entrance was tightly shut, but she could hear the sound of basketballs bouncing inside.
She sat down in the waiting area outside and opened her triangular onigiri to fill her stomach. While eating, she checked her phone and noticed a friend request from Hou Yi on WeChat. She ignored it completely.
She had already said everything that needed to be said and expressed her stance clearly. She didn't care what kind of mental state Hou Yi was in or what kind of malicious forces he represented; she didn't need his gratitude or any unequal cooperation or concessions. If Hou Yi insisted on making a bad deal, then it was clear that he was not only mentally unstable but also lacking common sense.
Her only regret was that she couldn't get back the red woven bracelet her mother had left her.
As Tong Le finished off her onigiri, two figures suddenly appeared before her. She looked up to see a man and a woman holding a medical kit, who then squatted down in front of her. They opened the kit, revealing various professional medical supplies for treating injuries.
The woman grabbed Tong Le's arm and asked, "You’re injured here, right? We’re part of the medical team hired by Zong Group. We handle emergencies during company events."
Tong Le let them examine her arm in surprise. "You guys..."
The woman replied, "Xiao Zong Zong sent us to treat your wound. Just relax."
Tong Le looked at the tightly closed door in front of her, unsure how Zong Zeyu knew she was here.
Under the care of the medical staff, what she initially thought was a minor injury turned into a significant issue, resulting in several stitches on-site. Tong Le winced in pain; she had just eaten a full meal and was now enduring this discomfort, knowing she wouldn't be able to eat anything else for a while.
Once the wound was treated, the main door opened, and a few company employees stepped out, all dressed in sportswear and drenched in sweat. Tong Le glanced into the basketball court and spotted Zong Jin and Zong Zeyu. Zong Zeyu appeared full of energy, diving right into the basketball game without a care for how tired he might become.
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