Chapter 167: Chapter 167
In the hospital room, He Songzhi and Rong Jiazze were discussing something, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Jiang Gujun set up a small round table and helped to take out the dishes. Smelling the familiar aroma, his eyes widened for a moment, surprised, "Huh, did Mr. Su cook this meal today?"
His nose inherited from the Jiang Family makes him very sensitive to scents, and having eaten Bai Su’s cooking before, Bai Su would always add a bit more of a certain seasoning, which he remembered by smell.
Mainly because Bai Su’s cooking is too delicious.
Jiang Gujun’s eyes lit up.
He Songzhi turned to Bai Su, speaking gently, "Young Su can cook as well, there aren’t many young men who can cook nowadays."
Bai Su raised an eyebrow, smiling modestly and warmly, "Just a little bit, Auntie can taste it later. If you have anything you want to eat, just let me know, and I’ll make it for you."
He Songzhi nodded, "Okay, thank you very much, Young Su."
Her eyes curved into a crescent with her smile, looking at Bai Su with increasing satisfaction.
If in the future she...
A hint of loneliness flashed in He Songzhi’s eyes.
She hoped she hadn’t judged wrong.
In Beijing, the city heating started today. Inside the buildings, the temperature could reach twenty-eight degrees Celsius, making the company feel as warm as spring, with employees only wearing single layers at their workstations.
The young man wore a cream-colored sweater, the neckline loose, with subtle movements visible underneath, but as she extended her hand forward, her action inadvertently pulled the sweater, making the curve seen earlier seem like an illusion.
Bai Tingxun finished reporting his work, leaning forward to take the file handed over by the young man with both hands, "Deputy Manager, this morning the police called me, saying that President Wang’s case has been settled, indecent assault, sentenced to five years."
President Wang has some connections and Rong Qichuo as a guarantor. As long as he makes a call to Rong Qichuo, the charge wouldn’t hold, but unfortunately, he provoked a big shot.
The big shot was bullied, and there were a bunch of people behind her ready to stand up for her, so President Wang’s sentence went from two years to five years directly. If not for Rong Zhi still sitting here, he might have been sentenced even more severely.
Rong Zhi nodded to indicate he understood.
Bai Tingxun acknowledged, "And regarding Huajing, I received a call from them, saying..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the office door was suddenly knocked.
Rong Zhi called out for the person to come in.
Rong Jin pushed open the door, his hair in disarray from running, and his collar skewed to one side due to the movement, clearly in a hurry, "Third Nephew, the person in charge of Huajing Group’s bidding is here."
With a day left until the public announcement of the winning bid, Huajing’s people unexpectedly came to the Rong Family. Rong Jin invited them into the reception room and then hurriedly informed Rong Zhi. The people in the planning department caught wind of this and were gathering to chat.
"Why did Huajing’s people come? Did our company win the bid?"
"It shouldn’t be; isn’t the announcement tomorrow?"
"Something feels off. Is there an issue with our proposal?"
As the person spoke, their expression tightened instantly, and the colleague next to him patted his shoulder, nodding forward with an easygoing tone, "Even if there is an issue, it has nothing to do with us. Don’t forget this was handed to that certain someone; if anything happens, it’s on him."
The Huajing Group’s proposal was given to the idle, good-for-nothing Third Young Master Rong in the planning department last week, unrelated to them.
Once the planning department figured out the reason, they all showed a look of anticipation, ready to watch what unfolds.
Meanwhile, the Huajing bidding manager wore an expression of grievance and bitterness.
During the bidding session, the last company he would have chosen, Rong Family, turned out to be the final winner?!
If President Qi hadn’t repeatedly urged him to be cautious and be unable to wait even an extra day, instructing him to go straight to the Rong Family once the workweek began, he would have thought he was mistaken.
He sipped his tea to dispel his annoyance. Before he could set down the teacup, the reception room door was opened again, and he raised his head. A flash of brightness suddenly dazzled his eyes, causing him to squint.
Upon opening his eyes again, he realized it was the light reflected from the Buddha Bead Golden Pearl on the young man’s wrist.
Even more dazzling than the light was the young man’s stunning appearance, nearly divine in beauty.
The manager opened his mouth but couldn’t speak for a long moment.
Instead, the young man spoke first.
The other extended a hand, speaking with humble courtesy, "Hello, Deputy Manager of the Rong Family’s Planning Department, Rong Zhi."
The manager stared at the nearby, clearly defined, slender porcelain-white right hand, akin to a work of art, briefly stunned, then snapped back to reality, stood up, wiped his palms on his pants, and shook the young man’s hand, daring only to touch the fingertips, afraid to mar this work of art.
"Hello, Manager Rong, Gu Qinwu, the person in charge of bidding for Huajing Group."