Lin Zhiyi stepped into the Gong Building right on time.
Gong Yao walked towards her and visibly hesitated upon seeing her.
It seemed that the people following her yesterday were connected to Gong Yao.
However, at that time, Gong Yao and Bai Ruoshu were at the riverside, and were even photographed by the media.
Even if she rushed up to confront him now, it would be pointless.
Lin Zhiyi initially didn’t want to pay attention to him, but he insisted on approaching her.
"Zhiyi, are you alright?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
At first glance, it seemed like he was expressing concern.
But the way he looked at Lin Zhiyi was meaningful.
As if he was asking about her experience of being hunted down.
Lin Zhiyi held her breath, feeling as if a web was quietly approaching her from behind.
Yet she didn’t dare to look back.
She clutched her bag tightly, pressing her fingertips into it, using the pain to calm herself.
The next second, she smiled.
"What could possibly be wrong with me?"
"It’s Manager Gong who should be quite busy soon."
Gong Yao restrained his smile, puzzled.
Lin Zhiyi raised an eyebrow and walked past him.
A few steps away, she turned and said, "Manager Gong, remember to call me President Lin in the company, don’t be too hasty."
After saying this, she left with a laugh.
This time it was Gong Yao who found it hard to laugh.
He stood in place, unable to comprehend what Lin Zhiyi was laughing about.
His assistant approached.
"The people around the old master once said that Lin Zhiyi may look weak, but when she goes mad, she can flip the Gong Family’s table. Last time, she even drove Second Young Master’s car and crashed into the Gong Family’s wall, causing an uproar in town, and even Third Young Master couldn’t deal with her."
After all, they’re a prominent family with dignity, really haven’t seen someone who goes crazy without care for their life. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Gong Yao frowned; no wonder the old master hated her so much.
This woman always does unexpected things in unexpected places.
Just as he was pondering, there was a sudden commotion outside.
The security rushed in hurriedly.
"Manager Gong, it’s bad, the family of the deceased driver came with reporters to hold a banner."
"What?"
Gong Yao glared at his assistant.
The assistant whispered, "President Wen clearly said it’s been dealt with, where is this family from?"
Gong Yao quickly walked out of the building; two elderly women and a middle-aged woman sat at the entrance, with two men and a woman kneeling behind them.
They looked like the children of the middle-aged woman.
One of the elderly women, with cloudy eyes, lay paralyzed on a stretcher.
Behind them was a banner saying Gong Group disregards human life, give justice for my husband.
Gong Yao’s face darkened as he signaled the security to drive them away.
The security looked embarrassed while glancing at the journalists with cameras.
Using force would surely trend online; they dared not.
The reporters surged forward, focusing their lenses on Gong Yao.
"Mr. Gong, these are all the driver’s relatives. The driver’s wife says her husband didn’t resent the wealthy, he earned money to actively cooperate with treatment, and he was only temporarily employed by the Gong Family as a driver; there wasn’t enough time to plan all this."
Gong Yao displayed displeasure but still managed a smile when facing the cameras.
"While the driver did make a mistake, we have already financially consoled the driver’s family, I don’t know who these people are or why they suddenly appeared."
First, he emphasized the mistake being the driver’s.
Then, he showed his goodwill by stating he had given money to the driver’s family.
Lastly, suggesting these people weren’t actually the driver’s family.
The reporters turned to look at the people kneeling on the ground.
The middle-aged woman at the front struggled to stand up, tearfully protesting, "Money? What money? We haven’t received a single penny. Show the records publicly? I want to see who you’ve given money to and how much!"
Gong Yao paused.
The record certainly couldn’t be shown because that money was enough to buy a life.
Calling it condolence money wouldn’t make sense.
Suddenly, Gong Yao didn’t know where to start.
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