Tang Zehua sat in the back seat of the car, his hands clasped over his abdomen, eyes closed, seemingly resting. Unlike many other business owners, Tang Zehua's abdomen was not noticeably protruding; judging by his physique and appearance alone, he didn't quite look like someone from the business world.
After all, his business is mainly conducted through online channels, so he doesn't need to personally entertain clients most of the time.
"Reporting to Mr. Tang, the money in Miss's account has been transferred out." The assistant in the passenger seat suddenly turned around and said respectfully.
Tang Zehua opened his eyes and nodded, saying, "That's good."
He knew that with his daughter's personality, she would definitely not back down in the short term, but as long as he made sure that this girl couldn't support someone with her money, that would be fine.
The assistant then asked, "Mr. Tang, is there anything else planned?"
Tang Zehua: "Send a text message to Lu Zhe, telling him in the name of Tang Qi's father... Never mind, I'll send it myself."
After saying that, Mr. Tang took out his mobile phone.
The assistant quickly turned his head back and sat up straight. He understood that the small things the boss didn't want him to do were usually things the boss didn't want him to know about. Come to think of it, that kid named Lu Zhe dared to flirt with Miss Tang; he had absolutely no sense of propriety. President Tang certainly didn't want more people to know when she was dealing with that kid.
The car continued to move forward.
Tang Zehua suddenly took out his phone and laughed, "I want to see just how bold this kid really is."
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[I am Tang Qi's father. I'd like to talk to you tonight, is that alright?]
When Lu Zhe received this text message, he froze at his workstation, completely stunned.
How did Miss Tang's father find out her phone number? And what exactly does he want by sending such a text message?
Lu Zhe hesitated for a moment, then stood up and left his workstation without replying directly. He held his phone in his hand.
The company actually has a back door, located next to the break room and restrooms. There are two elevators and a stairwell near the back door. Some employees often smoke and chat near the back door, and there are even ashtrays readily available in the stairwell.
This place is everyone's designated spot for slacking off. General Manager Xia and HR are aware of this, but they haven't been too strict about it.
As Lu Zhe stepped out of the back door, he saw his boss, Mao Kai, leaning against the elevator door frame, a cigarette between his fingers, squinting as he puffed out smoke, looking quite content.
Seeing that his superior hadn't noticed him, Lu Zhe lowered his head slightly and walked past.
He entered the stairwell and dialed Miss Tang's cell phone as he walked down the steps.
The other party answered the phone quickly: "Hello, Lu Zhe?"
"Your dad sent me a text message..."
Before Lu Zhe could finish speaking, a scream came from the phone, but she immediately stopped herself from speaking.
Then Tang Qi asked, "What did he say to you?"
There was a nervous tremor in the girl's voice.
Lu Zhe: "He said he wanted me to talk to him after get off work."
Tang Qi: "Tonight?"
Lu Zhe: "Yeah, tonight."
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, followed only by the girl's slightly rapid breathing. It seemed that Miss Tang was also analyzing the situation and devising a countermeasure.
But she's really not very good at this kind of thing.
Lu Zhe first offered a solution: "It's actually quite simple. I just need to pretend I didn't see the text message and not reply to it. Unless, of course, he can find out where I work."
Tang Qi: "I don't even know your office address, and he probably doesn't either..."
But Lu Zhe couldn't help but think of Xue Xiaodie, who had suddenly appeared at the company entrance, and said with a wry smile, "That's hard to say."
Tang Qi took a deep breath and said solemnly, "It's a good thing you don't live at my place anymore. Be careful when you go to and from get off work, okay?"
Lu Zhe: "It's possible, but..."
Tang Qi: "I know this is trouble I've caused. I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry!"
Lu Zhe held his phone in one hand and scratched his head with the other, saying, "No, what I want to ask is, why are you hiding from your dad like this? Does he intend to kill me?"
Tang Qi was silent for a while, then whispered, "I don't know what he'll do, but I have a feeling that we absolutely cannot let him find you."
Lu Zhe couldn't help but laugh: "A premonition? Are you serious?"
Tang Qi's voice held no hint of a smile: "Yes! I'm being serious!"
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It was six o'clock in the afternoon, time to leave work. As soon as Lu Zhe stepped out of the office, he saw the pretty girl in the JK skirt standing there.
Xue Xiaodie adjusted her glasses, watching him approach step by step, a gentle smile spreading across her face.
Without needing to say much, the two walked side by side to the elevator, waited for the elevator doors to open, and then paused for a moment.
The elevator was packed with people, so crowded that there was no room to squeeze in.
"Shall we take the stairs?" Lu Zhe suggested.
Xue Xiaodie nodded: "Okay, it'll be a good workout."
Lu Zhe: "This little bit of exercise?"
Xue Xiaodie: "I don't exercise much, unlike you."
Lu Zhe: "Strange, aren't you a football fan? Haven't you ever tried playing it yourself?"
This question immediately reminded Xue Xiaodie of something from the past. After confirming her relationship with this guy, she had, of course, tried it, but the sneakers she bought were only worn once before gathering dust in the closet. She realized that the sport was simply not for her.
She could slip past even a slow-moving ground ball, trip over herself while dribbling, and always miss when she kicked. She fell twice a minute on average. The day Xue Xiaodie tried to play football was the most socially unbearable day she could remember.
After that, she never tried to play football again.
At this moment, Xue Xiaodie forced a smile and said, "Because I've never had any athletic talent since I was a child."
Lu Zhe: "But exercise is very important for health. Playing football is one thing, but you can also go for a run or swim when you have nothing to do."
Xue Xiaodie: "It should be possible, but I usually have to meet deadlines..."
Seeing this, Lu Zhe stopped trying to persuade him and changed the subject.
He asked, "How's your painting going lately? How much money have you made?"
Xue Xiaodie stretched out her fair palm, with all four fingers except her thumb standing upright.
Lu Zhe: "What do you mean?"
Xue Xiaodie couldn't help but raise her small face and smile, "The latest painting, the price I negotiated with the client, is four thousand!"
Lu Zhe exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Amazing..."
As they spoke, the two had already gone down to the first floor and walked out of the office building.
However, they had only walked a few steps when a dark gray Cadillac stopped in front of them.
The rear window of the car was rolled down.
Before the person inside even showed his face, a voice floated out: "I am Tang Qi's father. Young man, come in and let's talk."
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