Gao Mengting quietly watched this busty junior and immediately understood what was going on.

However, she didn’t point it out, nor did she ask further.

She just sighed inwardly, then her face blossomed into a gentle smile again, reaching out to ruffle Qiuqiu’s hair.

"That’s great, Lingling is a cheerful and generous girl, and you have common interests. Living together, you two will surely be happy. Just as well, Tang Song and I were discussing a couple of days ago about giving our employees rental subsidies, so you can rent a better apartment complex then."

"Hmm."

Qiuqiu nodded lightly, finished her breakfast quietly, tidied up the kitchen, and started washing up.

She had just returned to the bedroom.

"Ding ding ding—" the WeChat video ringtone sounded.

[Mom]

Cheng Qiuyu’s originally relaxed brow instinctively furrowed.

She hung up directly.

After a while, the WeChat notification sounded.

[Mom: "Why didn’t you answer my call?"]

[Mom: "I’ve sorted out everything here and plan to stay in Yan City for a while."]

Cheng Qiuyu’s face darkened, her ample bosom rising and falling.

She typed: "I’m doing fine here, you don’t need to worry."

[Mom: "You never let me visit you, and you don’t come back home. Are you living with that boy?"]

Qiuqiu: "No, my roommate is my senior, Brother Junfeng knows her, you can ask him."

[Mom: "Speaking of Junfeng, you’re really thoughtless, not keeping a good relationship with him. Such an outstanding guy, handsome and capable. Now he’s a big group leader, really impressive, with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands."]

Qiuqiu bit her lip and replied: "I’m going to work now."

After sending the message, she opened Gao Junfeng’s contact and dialed directly.

The phone rang several times and was answered.

On the other end, Gao Junfeng’s indifferent voice came through: "Hello."

Qiuqiu said coldly: "Brother Junfeng, did you say something to my mom?"

Her mom was always quick-tempered and impulsive.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so unhappy, and she feared most her mother would suddenly rush to Yan City.

"Ha, you might be overthinking. It’s rather Aunt Meihua who often calls me, constantly asking about my situation and telling me to take care of you,"

Qiuqiu took a shallow breath, saying nothing.

"Qiuqiu, just a friendly reminder," Gao Junfeng’s voice paused slightly, with a hint of laughter: "Tang Song does have a girlfriend, they confirmed their relationship long ago."

Qiuqiu bit her lip, "I know what I’m doing, and we aren’t in that kind of relationship."

"Alright." Gao Junfeng interrupted her. "We’ve been friends for many years, just reminding you not to get in too deep. Oh, that girl isn’t someone easy to deal with; she’s a true top-tier beautiful and rich girl. Her father is Zhongcheng Group’s new Chairman, so be careful."

After saying this, he hung up directly.

"Bee... bee... bee..."

Listening to the busy tone in the receiver, Cheng Qiuyu was stunned, somewhat unable to process.

Isn’t Tang Song’s girlfriend Senior Sister Mengting?

What’s the deal with that beautiful and rich girl?

Her heart instantly turned into a tangled mess.

...

The taxi cruised down the congested city arterial roads.

Gao Junfeng put away his phone with a smug curve on his lips.

Now, he’d successfully spread the word about Tang Song being "two-timing," and had it reach Tian Jing through Qin Hua.

He temporarily wasn’t sure about Tian Jing’s reaction, but Supervisor Qin’s reaction was quite intense.

Later, while organizing new employee information, he "casually" revealed to Qin Hua the connection between Zhang Lei and Tang Song being middle school classmates.

Then almost without much effort, Ding Furong smoothly entered the company and managed to get Zhang Lei out.

After all, he was just Assistant to Vice President Su Ping, without much real authority, relying entirely on Su Ping’s influence.

Trying to pull off small schemes at this time could easily leave a "record," providing future leverage for someone to catch hold of.

But with Qin Hua’s "permission," everything went smoothly.

About ten minutes later, the taxi stopped outside Zhongcheng Group’s headquarters.

Gao Junfeng adjusted his suit, his face resuming its humble and professional smile.

Standing tall and walking through the spinning glass doors, he stepped into the elevator and went upstairs.

Just as he sat down at his workstation, a figure approached.

Ding Furong smiled broadly as he carefully placed a steaming hot Luckin coffee and a croissant on his desk.

In a fawning tone: "Morning, Brother Feng, I brought you breakfast."

Gao Junfeng took it, leisurely biting into the croissant.

He didn’t look at him but said plainly: "The company’s situation is a bit tight recently, try not to come looking for me too often to avoid being seen and gossiped about."

"Yes, yes, Brother Feng is right."

"Go back and wait patiently. Zhang Lei will be gone today. From now on, do well yourself, and don’t disgrace me. As long as you don’t make mistakes, there will naturally be opportunities for promotion in the future."

He helped this college mate enter Zhongcheng Group for a reason.

Ding Furong had privately transferred him a "commission" of twenty thousand yuan.

With this money, he not only bought himself a decent suit but also gifted Qin Hua an expensive accessory.

Ding Furong nodded eagerly, "You’re awesome, Brother Feng! I’ll go back now!"

With this, he quickly turned and left.

Returning to the 6th floor, he walked into the office area.

At a glance, he spotted Zhang Lei leisurely sipping milk.