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Jin Feng was overjoyed. She couldn't be happier to secure a clean and respectable job in the city! Now that Jin Zi Meng had established herself at Tongshan Real Estate, and she was able to cook for the outstanding employees at Zong Group, their combined salaries would be enough for both of them to make a life in this city!
She had always dreamed of the big city, and her daughter Jin Zi Meng felt the same way! Coming from humble beginnings, having spent her life tending to a small plot of land and relying on a man, she had often fantasized about one day being able to support herself and live a life of freedom and dignity.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Jin Feng's eyes turned red, and tears streamed down her face.
Jin Zi Meng quickly handed her a tissue, moving closer to Tong Le, both laughing and teasing her, "Oh mom, why are you crying again?"
Wiping her tears, Jin Feng turned away, her voice trembling slightly. "Oh dear, I’m just so overwhelmed with joy."
Tong Le understood where Jin Feng's happiness came from; in many ways, they were alike—both were women who had faced hardships.
Zong Zeyu took the opportunity to speak up. "If you’re interested, Zong Group has independent employee housing available. The environment is great and the prices are very reasonable—employees get a 50% discount. You can arrange it through HR once you start."
Jin Feng composed herself, forcing back her tears. She bowed deeply to Tong Le and Zong Zeyu once more, expressing her gratitude. "Thank you, Manager Tong. I know your help comes from your connection with Manager Zong. Once my daughter and I settle down here, we will repay you many times over. Thank you, Manager Tong. Thank you, Manager Zong."
Tong Le supported Jin Feng's arm. At that moment, she wanted to seize the opportunity to ask Jin Feng about Ke Wei Qiang and Ke Wenjie. She was curious if Jin Feng held any evidence that could prove they were accomplices.
Just as she was about to speak up, she held back. After considering it carefully, she realized it wasn’t the right time; being too obvious might raise suspicions.
After Tong Le and Zong Zeyu left, every room in the employee dormitory received a fruit gift package. All the dormitory doors were open; although there weren’t many people around, the sounds of gratitude and cheers were quite loud.
Inside the dormitory, Jin Zi Meng squatted on the floor rummaging through shopping bags. She turned to Tong Le in surprise. "Mom! Mom! Mom! Manager Tong even bought me some skincare products! These aren’t cheap!"
Jin Feng looked at the scattered shopping bags and took a deep breath before exhaling heavily. She understood why Tong Le had come today—it was both an attempt to build rapport and a test. Perhaps with more generosity and assistance in the future, there would come a day when Tong Le would ask her about Ke Wei Qiang and Ke Wenjie.
At her age, she understood these social dynamics; there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. But she felt that she wasn’t taking advantage of anyone because she did have evidence that could prove Ke Wei Qiang and Ke Wenjie were indeed colluding.
Whether or not to present this evidence depended on whether their bargaining chips could tip the scales.
Jin Zi Meng picked up a small watermelon excitedly. "Mom, that Zong Zeyu is really handsome! I’ve only seen him on TV before; seeing him in person is amazing—he’s so tall and charming!"
Jin Feng shot her daughter an exasperated look. "Don’t fixate on things that don’t belong to you! If you dwell on them too much, it’ll cost you dearly! When you look for a partner in the future, don’t set your standards too high—find someone who matches your background and can spend money on you but also has good character and intelligence."
Jin Zi Meng laughed heartily. "If you can’t find someone like that yourself, how can you expect me to? You say those kinds of men are extinct! These days, finding someone willing to spend money on girls without being calculative is already pretty good!"
Jin Feng corrected her firmly. "You’re still young; you don’t understand—you need to look for good character!"
Jin Zi Meng countered playfully, "Then tell me what good character is? Does Uncle Ke count? What about Ke Wenjie? If I put Uncle Ke, Ke Wenjie, and that wilted Mo Kai Liang next to Zong Zeyu today and asked you to choose one as your son-in-law, who would you pick?"
Without hesitation, Jin Feng replied, "Of course I’d choose Zong Zeyu! The others are not even in the running!"
Jin Zi Meng hugged the watermelon as she headed toward the door. "Then it’s settled! When I look for a partner, I’m going for the best!"
Tong Le and Zong Zeyu got into the business vehicle. Inside, Zong Jin was driving while Dao Wen sat in the passenger seat.
Tong Le appeared worried, and Zong Zeyu saw right through it. "You're concerned that having Jin Feng work for Jin Feng Zong Shi Group might cause problems, aren't you?"
Tong Le nodded.
At that moment, the car was cruising steadily. Dao Wen turned around to face Tong Le and Zong Zeyu. "So, you’re letting Jin Zi Meng and Tong Le work for Zong Group? What will they be doing? Cleaning staff? Or something else?"
Zong Zeyu replied, "They’ll be working in the cafeteria."
Dao Wen pondered for a moment and agreed, "That's a good plan. Since you want to win over Jin Feng and Jin Zi Meng, you need to make them see the current situation clearly. Those two women are of no use to Tongshan Real Estate; they might even get brainwashed by that con artist Ke Wenjie and team up to stab Tong Le in the back. Splitting them up is definitely safer."
Tong Le expressed her concern, "I feel like starting tomorrow, Ke Wenjie will keep coming to me to plead his case."
Zong Zeyu responded, "Let him come. Anyway, starting tomorrow, you'll be at Zong Group. Let him find you there and see what tricks he can pull."
Dao Wen got excited. "Hearing you say that makes me want to work at your group too."
Zong Jin, who was driving, immediately chimed in, "I'll arrange an office for you right next to mine. You can do whatever work you want. How much salary do you want per month? We can get your onboarding processed tomorrow; I’ll call HR right now."
Dao Wen pressed Zong Jin's hand down as he picked up his phone. "Hey! Drive! It's getting dark; doesn’t HR take a break? You’re really working hard for love while your employees are suffering."
Zong Jin straightened up seriously. "It's not hard; I provide the class funds."
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