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Chattering away, everyone pushed Lan Qingqing to apologize to Wu Youyou, not wanting to drag the team down. Overwhelmed by the pressure, Lan Qingqing reluctantly made her way to Wu Youyou's office.
As she entered, she was surprised to find music playing in the background, and there was Wu Youyou, engrossed in her painting! Lan Qingqing felt her blood boil. She approached the desk, took a deep breath, and said, "Manager Wu, I would like to request that other employees be allowed to leave on time."
Wu Youyou hummed a tune while continuing to paint, completely ignoring her.
Lan Qingqing tried again, "Manager Wu, I admit I was wrong today. I shouldn't have been chatting with clients during work hours."
Wu Youyou looked up briefly at Lan Qingqing and bluntly asked, "Are you unhappy?"
In a hurry, Lan Qingqing replied, "No, I'm very compliant."
Wu Youyou smiled mockingly. "Since you’re so compliant, why come to me now to admit your mistake? I don’t think you’re being very sincere."
She provocatively continued, "Do you know how you appear outside? When you see a man who’s somewhat decent, it’s like a peacock spreading its feathers; you must have more than one man in your life, right? A person as dishonest as you should have a whole line of backups."
Wu Youyou nearly mentioned Ke Wenjie’s name but held back for Tong Le’s sake.
Lan Qingqing chose not to respond; she absolutely could not argue back now or she would become the target of ridicule in the office lobby.
Wu Youyou said, "Let the employees leave on time. Also, I know you brought Tong Le here as backup; hurry and let him go home. Your own work is your responsibility. You’ll be working overtime until nine tonight; got it?"
Lan Qingqing nodded, quietly muttering, "Understood, thank you Manager Wu."
Once outside the office, she exhaled heavily. She felt like punching the wall beside her! That damned Wu Youyou—one day she would cut out Wu Youyou's tongue and keep it as a trophy!
The employees in the office lobby were allowed to leave on time, and Lan Qingqing called off Tong Le and Tian Ling from their tasks.
She bought three cups of juice for everyone and they gathered around to sit together.
Lan Qingqing spoke up, "You both can head home soon; my boss said I need to work until nine tonight."
Tian Ling feigned ignorance and asked, "Why didn’t you call your husband for help? Isn’t he supposed to be really capable?"
Lan Qingqing replied, "My husband is busy; he doesn’t have time for me right now. Maybe another day—I’ll bring him out to introduce you."
Tian Ling instinctively glanced at Tong Le; everyone knew Lan Qingqing was lying but chose not to call her out on it.
Tian Ling stood up and said, "I’ll take the bus then; I won’t ride with Tong Le. I need to go to the nearby market and make something delicious for my mom tonight."
After Tian Ling left, Lan Qingqing looked at Tong Le who was quietly sipping his juice. She recalled Ke Wenjie’s words of advice from their phone call.
Lan Qingqing turned to Tong Le and said, "By the way, Lele, I remember you mentioned before that you own a piece of real estate, right?"
Tong Le rolled her eyes playfully. "Did I say that?"
Lan Qingqing was certain. "Of course you did! Your memory is really poor; I remember it very clearly. Coincidentally, my fiancé has been looking for a place to build a factory. Where exactly is your land? If it's suitable, why not rent it to my fiancé? Or you could sell it directly to him."
Tong Le replied, "Is your fiancé really that casual? He doesn't even know where the land is and yet he dares to buy or rent it?"
Lan Qingqing smiled to ease the awkwardness. "No, it's just that I thought it would be better to keep the resources within our circle. Since he's looking for an empty space to build a factory and you have a vacant lot, I thought it could work out perfectly."
Tong Le asked, "What kind of factory does your fiancé want to build?"
Lan Qingqing hesitated for a moment. "Oh, I actually haven't asked him yet. I'll check with him later. By the way, where exactly is your land? I need to let my fiancé take a look."
Tong Le knew very well that Lan Qingqing was lying. All this talk about her fiancé and building a factory was just a ruse to extract information about the property from her and then transfer it elsewhere.
Tong Le said, "Why don't you ask your fiancé first and see what he wants to do with that land?"
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