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There were about sixteen or seventeen people in the room, including Zong Zeyu and Tong Le. The meeting was focused on discussing the project proposal for Tongshan Real Estate, which had been planned by Tong Le. They were in the early stages of deliberation.
After Tong Le finished her presentation, everyone gathered around the conference table to analyze and provide suggestions. During the discussions, Tong Le glanced at Zong Zeyu several times, and each time, their eyes met perfectly.
Tong Le thought it was a coincidence, but Zong Zeyu's gaze never left her. Feeling flustered, she blushed and secretly sent a message to Zong Zeyu under the table: "Stop looking at me, it's embarrassing. Aren't you afraid they'll talk about us?"
Zong Zeyu looked down at his phone and replied, "Why should I care if they talk? Their mouths aren't attached to me."
Tong Le typed back: "Why do you keep staring at me?"
Zong Zeyu responded simply: "Because you're beautiful."
Tong Le felt overwhelmed and lowered her head to avoid his intense gaze, which felt almost sticky, as if it could pull her in.
The employees began to offer constructive feedback one after another, each seeking guidance from Zong Zeyu. However, he remained focused solely on Tong Le until everyone else’s attention followed his lead.
Tong Le's face turned as red as a ripe tomato. The atmosphere around the conference table became strange and ambiguous; it seemed that the employees were aware of some unspoken tension between them but dared not mention it.
With a forced smile, Tong Le turned to Zong Zeyu and said through gritted teeth, "Zong Zeyu? Can you make a final decision?"
Finally pulling his gaze away, Zong Zeyu stated plainly, "Let's sign the contract. You've all discussed enough; after signing, each department can follow up accordingly."
Tong Le let out a sigh of relief. The employees exchanged knowing glances with Tong Le that were laden with complexity and unspoken words.
After signing and stamping the contract, Tong Le felt accomplished as she looked at her name on the project proposal. She knew this was her moment to shine in her career.
As the employees gradually left the conference room, Zong Zeyu lingered behind. Tong Le began tidying up the items on the table until only the two of them remained.
Once everyone had left, she exhaled deeply and turned to Zong Zeyu with a reproachful expression. "You kept staring at me during the meeting! Your employees are definitely going to think something's up!"
Zong Zeyu seemed unfazed by her concern. "Let them think what they want."
Tong Le replied, "Aren't you worried about your reputation? People in your position are often subjects of public scrutiny; one misstep could lead to gossip."
Zong Zeyu leaned back in his swivel chair, lazily responding, "What are you commenting on? Do I have any thoughts about you? Is there something that can't be commented on? I'm single, and I enjoy looking at beautiful women. Is that a problem?"
Tong Le sat back in her chair, staring at Zong Zeyu. "I'm a married woman. Aren't you afraid of what people might say?"
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