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Once Zong Jin and Wu Youyou left the office area, Lan Qingqing quietly slipped into her workstation. Sitting in front of her computer, she found herself lost in thoughts, her mind filled with images of Tong Le and Zong Zeyu together.
At that moment, a curious colleague leaned in beside Lan Qingqing and gossiped, "Lan Qingqing, you and Tong Le are best friends, right? So you must have known about our Xiao Zong Zong and Tong Le's situation long before. You've done a great job keeping it under wraps!"
Lan Qingqing forced a bitter smile; she knew nothing! She felt completely in the dark. They called each other best friends, but she knew nothing about this so-called friendship!
She puzzled over how Tong Le had suddenly become so clever. The Tong Le she remembered was like a big fool; how had she transformed into someone so shrewd?
Lan Qingqing couldn't figure it out. In any case, her immediate concern was to shatter Tong Le's dream of soaring high like a phoenix. She absolutely could not let Tong Le have a better life than hers!
Deliberately, she said, "What Tong Le did was actually quite heartless. That recent statement from Dazong Zong really painted things too beautifully. Honestly, I thought they were just playing around; who knew it would escalate to this level?"
Instantly, employees gathered around her, chattering excitedly.
So, was it Tong Le who seduced Xiao Zong Zong, or was it Xiao Zong Zong who seduced Tong Le? And that child in her belly—was it truly from the Zong family?
What exactly did Tong Le do? Regardless of whether Xiao Zong Zong was sincere or not, just based on the child she carried, Tong Le was bound to rise to prominence!
So from now on, when Tong Le comes to the company, we should still be polite; after all, children are precious!
Lan Qingqing felt indignant. Whether that child belonged to Xiao Zong Zong or her husband was still uncertain. With such a scandal brewing, who could say for sure? Oh well, just don’t gossip about these things in front of Tong Le! I suspect that Tong Le is dissatisfied with her current husband and is seizing this opportunity to collaborate with Xiao Zong Zong.
One female employee provocatively remarked, "In my opinion, Tong Le is just jealous that her best friend can marry into a wealthy family. She’s unhappy marrying an ordinary poor guy after years of marriage and has suddenly realized the truth of life, starting to look for new goals. After all, no matter how hard a poor guy tries, he can't compete with the three generations of the Zong family! Right?"
Someone chimed in agreement, "Exactly! Tong Le must be jealous that Lan Qingqing has a rich second-generation husband and is starting to feel anxious. You know what? I have a friend just like that—she can’t stand seeing her friends doing better than her!"
As public opinion shifted, Lan Qingqing secretly rejoiced. She firmly believed that she was the one who should be envied! Tong Le had no right!
In the afternoon at Tongshan Real Estate, Tong Le had seen off Zong Zeyu, Dao Wen, and Zhou Ting in succession. Along the way, she instructed Zong Zeyu's bodyguard to kick the injured Ke Jie out of the company.
Sitting at her workstation in the office area, her phone buzzed with consecutive WeChat messages from Zong Zeyu:
"If Ke Jie causes any more trouble, let me know."
"I'll be out for work this afternoon but will come pick you up after I'm done tonight."
"I just heard from Zong Jin that Zhang Huizhi caused some trouble at the company, but he managed to handle it."
"Some people at Lan Qingqing's company might say things against you; don’t worry though. Once public opinion reaches a certain level of fermentation, I will step in to resolve it."
"I'll handle these matters. You focus on your work and don't come to pick me up tonight. It's a sensitive time right now; we shouldn't let public opinion worsen," Tong Le replied.
"I won't," Zong Zeyu responded.
Tong Le stared at the four words "I won't" on her phone screen. All along, she had believed that a man's pride was paramount. Her previous partner had been like this, and so had Ke Jie. She didn't have many male acquaintances, so subconsciously, she always felt the need to protect a man's dignity, mistakenly thinking it was being considerate and proper, believing it was what she should do as a woman.
Eventually, she realized that this was not the case. The so-called male chauvinism and pride were merely manifestations of human baseness and vanity, and she had unconsciously absorbed these notions, which had taken root in her mind. She gradually became aware that society's constraints on women were overly complicated, while the harsh expectations placed on men had evolved into a distorted value system. In this world, the hardest thing was not to achieve wealth or fame but to acknowledge one's shortcomings and live authentically.
From Zong Zeyu, Tong Le saw countless forms of truth. This truth was encapsulated in the simple "I won't," representing the strongest resistance against societal constraints and influences.
At that moment, Jiang Zhichao walked into the office lobby, followed by a tall, slender female student.
Jiang Zhichao leaned closer to Tong Le and whispered, "Sister, Jin Zi Meng is here for her interview."
Tong Le looked up and saw Jin Zi Meng standing at the workstation. She resembled a photo sent by a private investigator—tall and slender, delicate and graceful, clearly suited for dancing. Her bright eyes sparkled with a hint of cleverness.
Tong Le stood up to welcome her. "Let's go to the conference room."
Inside the conference room, Tong Le and Jiang Zhichao sat on one side of the table while Jin Zi Meng, carrying a decorative little backpack, sat directly opposite Tong Le.
Jiang Zhichao handed Jin Zi Meng's resume to Tong Le, who pushed it aside and focused her gaze on Jin Zi Meng. "You're Jin Feng's daughter, right? Ke Jie mentioned you before. He promised you could work at Tongshan Real Estate?"
Jin Zi Meng's face flushed slightly as she exuded an air of youthful innocence typical of college students.
"Yes," she nodded. "My mom mentioned that I could work at our family company after graduation. She encouraged me to submit my resume here, but right after I submitted it, she said I might not be able to come to work after all. I'm not sure about the details; I didn't hold out much hope. But soon after that, I received a call inviting me for an interview."
Tong Le asked gently, "Did Ke Jie mention anything to you?"
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