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Tong Le did not want to cause trouble for Zong Zeyu, nor did she wish to tarnish his reputation. She took the gift of the Keli that Zong Zeyu had given her and walked out of the office. As she exited, employees in the lobby were gradually finishing their shifts, leaving only Lan Qingqing, who seemed to be idly playing on her computer.
Tong Le noticed Lan Qingqing, who seemed to understand that she was deliberately stalling for time. Lan Qingqing turned her head, saw Tong Le outside, and quickly got up, waving enthusiastically. "Lele! I've been waiting for you!"
Lan Qingqing hurried over to Tong Le, observing her closely. Her attire was normal, her mood seemed fine, and her hairstyle looked good; nothing seemed out of place.
Curiously, Lan Qingqing asked, "What were you doing in Xiao Zong Zong's office for so long?"
Tong Le casually replied, "Just chatting. What's up?"
Lan Qingqing nodded knowingly and said, "I told my boyfriend about you; he wants to join us for dinner."
Tong Le instinctively raised an eyebrow. She knew that Lan Qingqing's boyfriend was likely a fabrication. However, finding a substitute in such a short time was impressive nonetheless.
With a smile, Tong Le said, "That's great! I'll treat you this time; I'll make a reservation at a restaurant."
After leaving Zong Group, as soon as Tong Le stepped out, Lan Qingqing sent a message to Ke Wenjie to report on Tong Le's whereabouts. Lan Qingqing still harbored doubts about whether Tong Le was involved with Zong Zeyu.
Meanwhile, at Tong Le's home, Ke Wenjie had just entered when he received Lan Qingqing's suspicious message. He found it amusing and thought she was being paranoid. However, he pondered that if Tong Le really was involved with Zong Zeyu, it might not be such a bad thing. Given Tong Le's honest nature, if she could attract Zong Zeyu's interest, it would mean that they wouldn't have to worry about business for Tongshan Real Estate anymore.
In Ke Wenjie's mind, women were merely tools to be used—including his own wife. If his wife's value to others exceeded her value to him, then there was nothing wrong with sacrificing her for gain; after all, the money would ultimately flow into his pockets.
Thinking this way made Ke Wenjie chuckle.
Zhang Huizhi came forward to greet him and took his briefcase. "Son, are you hungry? I made braised pork knuckle for you. Hurry and eat before Tong Le gets back; otherwise there won't be enough left."
As Ke Wenjie prepared to wash his hands in the bathroom, his phone rang—it was Jiang Zhichao from the company.
Once he answered the call, Jiang Zhichao explained, "Ke Zong, you asked me to go sign the contract at Yi Sheng Architecture this afternoon. I went there, but their person in charge told me that the morning cooperation is off; they said the quotation form was filled out incorrectly and needs to be revised. They've given me a new quotation form; should I send it to you?"
Ke Wenjie frowned, displeased: "Just send it to me via WeChat."
After hanging up the phone, Ke Wenjie opened the new quotation form. Every unit price had been altered; the prices matched the market average and were drastically different from the document from the morning. This new quotation clearly showed signs of deliberate modification!
Fuming with anger, Ke Wenjie called Jiang Zhichao back and shouted furiously, "What does Yi Sheng Architecture mean by this? The morning quotation and the afternoon one are worlds apart! This isn't just an error—they're playing us!"
Jiang Zhichao awkwardly said, "Ke Zong, I'm not sure about this. Should we still sign the contract?"
Ke Wenjie cursed loudly, "Sign my ass! We could have made an extra sixty thousand, and now we’re only getting a meager fee! Only an idiot would sign this! Who modified this quotation? Whose idea was this?"
Jiang Zhichao replied, "The other party said it was the intention of their Si Hou Zong. They are just following orders."
Ke Wenjie suppressed his anger. "I understand. I'll handle this matter."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Huizhi nervously approached Ke Wenjie, worried. "Son, is everything alright? Did the company lose money?"
Ke Wenjie, still fuming, waved his hand dismissively. "It's fine, Mom. We didn't lose money; we just got played."
He thought back to how Yi Sheng Architecture had been polite in the morning. What had changed by the afternoon to make them raise their prices? It seemed they didn’t want to do this business anymore! Could it be that Tong Le was behind this? After all, Tong Le had insisted in the morning that they should work towards mutual benefit and not expect something for nothing.
With a cold laugh, Ke Wenjie thought if Tong Le really sabotaged this deal, he would make sure to take revenge on him.
Meanwhile, in the neighborhood where Lan Qingqing lived.
Lan Qingqing parked her car in the lot and walked slowly toward her building. The lights in the community garden were dim, and as she walked, she sensed someone was following her.
She quickened her pace, and the footsteps behind her quickened as well.
Terrified, Lan Qingqing clutched her handbag and turned around, adopting a defensive stance as she shouted, "I’ll call for help!"
Mo Kai Liang froze in place, staring blankly at Lan Qingqing’s face under the dim streetlight—charming, petite, with a delicate makeup and a beautiful skirt. Even from two meters away, he could smell her sweet perfume.
He had been waiting in the neighborhood for a long time just to see Lan Qingqing. Ke Wenjie had rented him an apartment in this area, right below Lan Qingqing's home.
Curious and eager to meet her, he had been lurking around.
Excitedly, Mo Kai Liang stammered, "You... you don’t need to be afraid! I’m Mo Kai Liang! My cousin is Ke Wenjie!"
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