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Ke Wenjie hung up the phone and turned to Tong Le, saying that the contact person from the Zong Shi Yan Tuan had called, informing him that the proposal had been approved. He asked her to bring the project planner for a meeting with them tomorrow.
"Your experience is too limited; it's best if you don't participate," Ke Wenjie said. "I'll take Jiang Zhichao to the Zong Shi Yan Tuan tomorrow. Please send all your materials to Jiang Zhichao later so he can prepare in advance."
Tong Le's expression turned cold. "Are you really not taking me with you?"
Ke Wenjie stepped closer to her, gently grasping her shoulders as if soothing a child. "Did you not promise me that you wouldn't get involved in this matter? So, dear, please don’t complicate things. I've put in a lot of effort for this project."
Tong Le found Ke Wenjie's words insincere. She couldn't see how much effort he had truly invested in the project; instead, it seemed he had spent considerable company resources on meaningless connections.
She didn’t want to fight for anything; she was certain that if she didn’t attend tomorrow's meeting, it wouldn’t go smoothly.
On the sofa, Zhang Huizhi noticed the tension between them. Protectively addressing her son, she quickly interjected, "You’ve only been working for two days; what chaos can you possibly add? You’re not allowed to go to the office tomorrow! You’re coming with me to prenatal classes! I’ve arranged for you to attend a specialized course for pregnant women starting tomorrow. As an adult, you lack upbringing; we can’t let our child miss out on education right from the placenta!"
Tong Le sighed in resignation. "Do you even know what a placenta is? Starting from there?"
Zhang Huizhi dismissed her concerns. "I don’t care what it is! You’re going to class with me tomorrow!"
Tong Le agreed readily, "Alright, I’ll go to class tomorrow!"
Meanwhile, at the Zong Family residence.
In the living room, Zong Jin and Zong Zeyu sat on the sofa, both engrossed in their phones.
Zong Zeyu looked up and pondered aloud, "Isn’t the current pace a bit slow? Should I just go ahead and acquire Tongshan Real Estate? Let her come work for me afterward?"
Zong Jin continued staring at his phone, frowning deeply without responding.
"Brother, give me some advice," Zong Zeyu urged.
Zong Jin remained silent.
Zong Zeyu scooted closer and glanced at Zong Jin's phone screen, his expression shifting dramatically. "Brother, did you just transfer 100,000 cash to Dao Wen?"
Zong Jin raised his head, confusion evident in his eyes. "But she returned it to me; she didn’t say a word."
Zong Zeyu stared at him as if he were foolish. "What was your reason for giving her 100,000?"
Zong Jin replied simply, "To thank her for her help today."
Zong Zeyu pressed his lips together in a smirk. He stood up and patted Zong Jin on the shoulder, saying with a hint of sarcasm, "Brother, stay single; being single based on merit isn’t unfair at all."
With that, Zong Zeyu turned and headed upstairs.
Zong Jin continued staring at his phone’s chat window, looking perplexed. "Did I do something wrong? Or was 100,000 too little?"
Zong Zeyu felt his head spinning. He turned around, hands on his hips, looking at Zong Jin with a helpless expression. "Do you really have to express your gratitude this way?"
Zong Jin replied, "Then how should I express my thanks? I've already said thank you so many times. Am I supposed to buy her a gift? That's not my style, and I have no idea what she likes. Since Mother is so pleased with her, I might need her help again in the future."
Zong Zeyu took a deep breath and patiently said, "Dao Wen runs a bar, right?"
"Yes," Zong Jin confirmed.
Zong Zeyu suggested, "She runs a bar, so why not go there one day to support her? How about ordering ten thousand dollars' worth of drinks on the spot?"
Zong Jin's eyes lit up. "Why didn't I think of that?"
Zong Zeyu facepalmed. "When you have some free time, I'll go with you to Tong Le's place, and we'll go support her together."
Zong Zeyu turned and went upstairs to his room. He lay back in the center of his bed, holding up his phone and opening the WeChat chat with Tong Le.
Tong Le replied: "I can't make it to Zong Shi Yan Tuan tomorrow; Ke Wenjie won't let me go."
Zong Zeyu: "Got it. I'll handle this matter."
Zong Zeyu continued: "What do you think about Dao Wen being with my brother?"
Tong Le responded: "Your brother is a bit beneath her. Dao Wen is the perfect woman in my eyes."
Zong Zeyu asked: "Then who is the perfect man in your eyes?"
Tong Le thought about how he still needed something from Zong Zeyu and immediately flattered him. "That would definitely be the handsome and charming you."
Zong Zeyu replied: "Well, at least you know yourself well."
Tong Le continued: "Are you trying to set up your brother with Dao Wen? I think it's a bit difficult. Dao Wen only accepts men she likes. If she’s not interested, it doesn't matter how much the other party likes her. Does your brother like Dao Wen?"
Zong Zeyu admitted, "I can't tell at the moment, but I feel that Dao Wen can easily handle Zong Jin."
Tong Le agreed: "That's true; they do seem somewhat compatible."
Zong Zeyu asked: "What kind of person do you think can handle you?"
Tong Le joked: "Everyone can handle me; even any random cat or dog can manage me! I'm just the softest one among persimmons! Aren't you also handling me right now?"
Zong Zeyu inquired: "Is Zhou available?"
Tong Le replied: "What can I do for you?"
Zong Zeyu said: "I want to take you to see the property your father left for you."
The next day, at the Zongshi Yuantuan.
Ke Wenjie, dressed in an impeccably tailored and expensive suit, stepped out of the official vehicle, with Jiang Zhichao closely following behind him.
Ke Wenjie looked up at the towering building that belonged exclusively to Zongshi Yuantuan, feeling a surge of envy. One day, he would own a skyscraper like this, one that was entirely his own!
As they entered the Zongshi Yuantuan Building, Ke Wenjie turned to Jiang Zhichao and asked, "Tong Le sent you the documents last night, right? You’ve memorized everything?"
Jiang Zhichao nodded numbly, "Yes, I remember it all!"
As they passed through the Office Lobby, Lan Qingqing had been waiting eagerly in the corridor just to catch a glimpse of Ke Wenjie. When he walked by her, she deliberately reached out and grabbed his hand, subtly signaling her interest.
This scene did not go unnoticed by Wu Youyou, who was at the other end of the corridor.
Seeing Lan Qingqing’s flirtatious behavior surprised Wu Youyou. She quickly pulled over her Female Secretary and asked about the identities of the two men. Upon learning that they were Ke Wenjie from Tongshan Real Estate, Wu Youyou immediately understood why Tong Le despised Lan Qingqing—because she was having an affair with Ke Wenjie.
Things were getting more interesting by the moment. With a mischievous grin, Wu Youyou called out to Lan Qingqing's back, "Lan Qingqing!"
Startled, Lan Qingqing turned around to see her nemesis, Wu Youyou, and her expression instantly soured.
Approaching Wu Youyou, she was met with a teasing remark: "Aren't you a bit idle? Why are you wandering around here instead of being at your post during work hours?"
Feeling awkward, Lan Qingqing replied, "I just sat for too long and needed to stretch a bit."
Wu Youyou elongated her words mockingly, "Oh, stretching? Then why don’t you run around this circular corridor until I tell you to stop? Don’t you enjoy moving around? Let me help you with that."
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