Inside the Mercedes, Brother Xiong hurriedly expressed that he knew he was wrong after the reprimand, then tentatively asked, "Who is she?"

"You don't need to find out who she is. Don't provoke her in the future." Mr. Ji's tone was solemn over the phone, without much explanation about Miss Lu's identity.

"I understand," Brother Xiong replied respectfully. He could hear the gravity in the other's words, evidently even Mr. Ji was wary of that woman.

"That's it. I hope to see results in the office tomorrow, don't cause any more big disturbances." Mr. Ji hung up after speaking.

Brother Xiong put down the phone and let out a long breath, then rolled down the car window and called out to the driver outside, "Call Xiaobo and ask where that Qi Yun is now!"

...

Elsewhere, inside a riverside mansion.

A middle-aged man in his forties stood holding a glass of red wine, staring at the night outside.

After pondering for a moment, he picked up the phone on the table and searched for a number to dial.

In the office at Wangjiang Pavilion, Guo Ju glanced at the phone screen and smiled wryly at Miss Lu, "The call is here."

Miss Lu took out a box of lady's cigarettes from her handbag, elegantly lit one, and took two puffs, "Go ahead and answer."

With this permission, Guo Ju pressed the answer key, put the phone on the table, and turned on the speakerphone, "Hey, Old Ji."

"Haha, calling you so late, hope I didn't disturb your rest." Mr. Ji's tone was casual, lacking the caution Brother Xiong had when facing Guo Ju.

"No, anything you need to discuss?"

"Hmm." Mr. Ji responded and then slowly said, "There are two projects to start at the Puxin Branch. I want to talk to you about it. Are you free tomorrow? Let's meet."

Guo Ju did not respond immediately but looked up at Miss Lu opposite the desk.

He waited two seconds, seeing no reaction from her, then smiled over the phone, "Tomorrow's quite packed; I might not find the time. Let me adjust my schedule; I'll call you."

"Haha, alright." Mr. Ji chuckled in response.

The conversation ended there, with no more to say.

Guo Ju looked helplessly at Miss Lu, "So should I meet him or not?"

Miss Lu's slender fingers flicked, ash falling into the crystal ashtray, "You decide, I won't get involved in your matters."

After saying that she stood up from her chair, walked slowly to the window, and said softly, "But considering our family ties, I can tell you something."

"He's been getting arrogant these past two years, some people think he's not very obedient."

This statement made Guo Ju's face change instantly.

He knew too well what the consequences of "not very obedient" could be, having been in this circle for years, cold sweat trickled down his back.

"I..." Guo Ju stammered, wanting to speak.

Miss Lu seemed to see through his thoughts, interrupting him before he could finish, "There's still time, cut ties quickly."

Hearing this, Guo Ju finally let out a sigh of relief, "I understand, thank you."

After leaving Wangjiang Pavilion, Guo Ju sat in the car, made several phone calls in a row, and finally instructed the driver, "Starting tomorrow, I'm taking a month's sick leave. During this period, tell anyone who contacts you that I'm unreachable."

The driver nodded decisively without asking, "Okay, got it."

...

Meanwhile, Qi Yun and his group had grabbed a quick meal by the roadside before returning to the hotel to rest.

Initially, Lao Wai had arranged three rooms, but Chen Wei was uneasy and insisted on sharing a room with Qi Yun.

"There was a car following us just now. I'd rather stay with you. I'll sleep on the couch."

"No need to be so tense, this is a five-star hotel." Qi Yun drank some water, his tone relaxed.

Yet Chen Wei had his own insistence, determined to stay.

At the hotel entrance, in the parking lot.

Brother Xiong sat in the back seat of the Mercedes, shook his neck, and asked the minion beside the car, "Did you see them go in?"

"Yes, one drove away, the other three are inside the hotel," the minion replied, bending forward.

Brother Xiong looked at the hotel's sign, contemplating how to handle Qi Yun and his group.

"Should I just take people in and pull them out?" the minion tentatively suggested.

"You idiot!" Brother Xiong glared at him and cursed, "Can you easily handle that guy beside Qi Yun? If you cause a big scene, you'll have to clean up!"

The minion shrunk his neck in grievance, not daring to make another sound.

Brother Xiong seemed to realize he was out of character, unlike his usual big boss image. He rubbed his shiny forehead and took out his phone from his pocket.

"Hey, Fang Suo, it's Xiong Jun."

"Haha, need a little favor from you..."

"Right, just bring them back, I'll be there later."

...

Half an hour later, inside the hotel room.

Qi Yun took a shower, lay on the bed, and made a video call to Zhao Qing.

"Hmm, did Nuannuan sleep?"

On the other end, Zhao Qing seemed a bit downcast, pouting, "She's asleep, when are you coming back?"

"Should be back tomorrow." Qi Yun noticed she seemed to have something on her mind and chuckled, "What's up? Not happy?"

Zhao Qing bit her lip, "Yeah, I have something I want to tell you."

"Haha, what's the matter? Why so hesitant?"

After a few seconds of silence, just as Zhao Qing was about to speak, there came a loud knock at Qi Yun's door.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Knock knock knock!"

"Open up! Police!"

Qi Yun turned to look at the door, his brows furrowing.

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