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After hanging up the phone, Tang Zhengchuan's face darkened.

The lively atmosphere in the private room instantly turned cold. The owners, who were still raising their glasses and urging each other to drink, all stopped and stared at him.

Old Liu, who was peeling crabs, put the crab claws on a plate, wiped his hands with a damp towel, and asked Old Zhou next to him in a low voice, "Old Tang's face doesn't look right."

Old Zhou shook his head, didn't reply, and his gaze swept back and forth between Tang Zhengchuan and Li Mingyuan.

Li Mingyuan was the first to react.

He leaned forward slightly, his voice a few decibels lower than usual: "Old Tang, your niece called you, is something wrong?"

Tang Zhengchuan raised his eyes and looked at Li Mingyuan, his gaze filled with complex emotions.

He remained silent for several seconds before speaking, "Old Li, your men aren't honest."

Li Mingyuan's expression froze instantly.

He is not a fool.

Tang Zhengchuan's daughter is learning to drive at his driving school. Just now, in front of Tang Zhengchuan, he made a phone call to tell Lao Fang to take good care of his niece. Immediately afterward, his niece called him crying.

Tang Zhengchuan said, "My subordinates are not honest." What else could it be?

The ease and smile on his face vanished instantly: "Old Tang, what exactly happened to your niece? Tell me clearly."

"When you were on the phone just now, didn't your subordinates tell you that the car had been scratched? That car was hit by Nuannuan."

"Is your niece alright? Is she hurt?" Li Mingyuan's tone suddenly became more urgent.

"She's alright, but Nuannuan said..." Tang Zhengchuan paused, looking into Li Mingyuan's eyes, "...the coach wants her to take full responsibility and also wants her to pay compensation."

"Impossible!" Li Mingyuan jumped to his feet. "Absolutely impossible! We at Quantong would never do such a thing!"

"Old Tang, there must be some misunderstanding! I know my driving school best; I trained all the instructors myself. This couldn't possibly be happening!"

Tang Zhengchuan leaned back in his chair, picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and put it down.

He didn't answer Li Mingyuan's question directly, but just glanced at him with a calm look that carried a subtle, unspoken meaning: "Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, I'll go and see for myself."

Li Mingyuan paused for a moment, then nodded.

He turned around, looked at the unfinished dishes on the table and his old friends looking at each other blankly, and a hint of apology flashed across his face.

He organized this gathering, but he insisted on leaving halfway through.

He clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute to everyone, his tone carrying a sincere apology: "Brothers, I'm really sorry about today. I have to go to the driving school with Lao Tang. I haven't been a good host this time. I'll definitely make it up to you next time, and we'll have a good drink together then."

The bosses are all shrewd people.

Old Liu raised his glass first, waving to Li Mingyuan, "Hurry up and go, don't let your niece suffer. Driving school is more important than drinking. We'll owe you this meal, and Old Tang will have to make it up to you next time for your driving school entrance exam."

Others chimed in, with some saying, "Old Li, you should go ahead and we'll drink it ourselves," and others saying, "Your niece's matter is more important, don't delay."

Li Mingyuan made a phone call to the driver and walked out of the private room with Tang Zhengchuan.

When they arrived at the hotel, Tang Zhengchuan was about to get into his car when Li Mingyuan called out to him, "Old Tang, get in my car, let's go together."

Tang Zhengchuan stopped, glanced back at him, thought for a moment, and then walked straight past him.

Then the two of them sat together in the back seat.

The driver glanced at the two bosses' expressions in the rearview mirror, wisely refrained from asking further questions, and silently started the car.

The car slowly drove out of the hotel parking lot and merged into the traffic.

Tang Zhengchuan leaned back in his seat, watching the streetlights flash by outside the window. He remained silent for a long while before slowly speaking:

"Old Li, I know you have other businesses."

The hotels and restaurants have both done well in the past two years.

But after all, Quantong is where you started your business, the brand you created.

For management, it's best to find reliable people.

The thing you told me over the phone in front of me today, and now this problem has arisen... You know better than I where the problem lies.

Li Mingyuan was silent for a few seconds, then let out a long breath:

"Old Tang, don't worry! If what my niece said is true, I will definitely give her an explanation."

Quantong is where I started my business; I can't let this brand be ruined by our own people.

......

......

Tang Xiaonuan hung up the phone and put it back in her pocket.

She took a deep breath, and the tiny glimmer of tears in the corner of her eyes disappeared the moment she hung up the phone.

She sniffed, switched back to the tearful, coquettish voice she had used on the phone, and turned to walk back.

Her dad must know the owner of this driving school.

Knowing Old Tang as she did, she knew he couldn't possibly sit still after receiving a call like that.

Maybe they're already on their way to the driving school.

Once Lao Tang intervenes, those two coaches won't be able to act arrogantly anymore.

She felt confident, and her steps became lighter.

However, as soon as she turned around, she saw Zong Wen standing less than two steps behind her, holding a bottle of water that hadn't been unscrewed, with a very interesting expression on his face.

Tang Xiaonuan's mind went blank...

She was so engrossed in the phone call that she didn't even notice when Zongwen had followed her over.

How much did he hear? Did he see her like that just now? All the "independent and self-reliant modern woman" persona she had painstakingly built up over so long, just collapsed like that?

"What did you just hear?"

Tang Xiaonuan took a step forward, clenched her fist, and cracked her knuckles.

Her ears turned red at a visible speed.

Zongwen's Adam's apple bobbed up and down several times.

He looked at Tang Xiaonuan's face, which had just been tearful but had now switched back to threatening mode, and his brain raced, his mouth reacting before his mind could process it:

"I didn't hear anything! I didn't hear anything at all! Please, have mercy, heroine! I suddenly experienced intermittent hearing loss! I didn't see or hear anything! While you were on the phone, I was looking at that willow tree you knocked over; that tree looked so pitiful!"

"It's best if you didn't hear it!"

Tang Xiaonuan glared at him again, loosened her fist, and turned to leave.

She walked quickly, afraid that if she didn't leave soon, the blush on her face would spread from her ears to her neck, and then from her neck to her entire face, and then she really wouldn't be able to hold it in anymore.

What Tang Xiaonuan fears most in her life is that someone will know her weaknesses!

She had only taken a few steps when Zong Wen's voice came from behind her: "Heroine."

Tang Xiaonuan paused, but didn't turn around.

"The way you were acting all cute and affectionate with your dad just now..."

Zong Wen paused for a moment, as if considering his words, then he gave up and told the truth directly.

"They're actually quite cute!"