He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

Hu Weimin placed the remaining half-pack of Zhonghua cigarettes on Yang Jiulang's desk: "Engineer Yang, could you please help me contact Even?"

Yang Jiulang sneered inwardly, thinking, "Who does he think he is?" But he still needed to give him a way out so things could proceed smoothly. He deftly shoved the cigarettes into the drawer, feigning politeness for the sake of the cigarettes, and said, "Then I'll try contacting him? Mr. Hu, what should I say? Where should we meet?"

Hu Weimin is a shrewd man; he understood immediately: "I'll arrange it right away. Tonight, it's at Xinwang Seafood Restaurant. I'll treat you, Engineer Yang. We haven't eaten together in ages."

Yang Jiulang nodded and said, "Okay."

Six o'clock in the evening, Xinwang Seafood Restaurant.

Unlike yesterday when I invited three girls, this time it was a private room upstairs.

The waitresses are also younger; they're no longer middle-aged women wearing aprons, but young ladies in cheongsams.

It seems that no matter where you are, the upstairs is always better.

In the private room called "Dang Gui", Hu Weimin had already arrived early and had specially invited Zhuang Da, the chief supervisor, to accompany him.

As soon as Yang Jiulang and Even entered, Hu Weimin greeted them with a big smile: "Oh, Even, Engineer Yang, please have a seat, please come in."

The private room wasn't large, with a round table that could seat eight people, covered with a snow-white tablecloth, and set with exquisite porcelain and wine glasses.

Hu Weimin arranged for Even to sit in the main seat, Yang Jiulang in the second seat, and himself and Zhuang Da to sit on the left and right respectively.

"Come on, let's order first, the boss will order." Hu Weimin respectfully handed over the menu. "Order whatever you like, don't be shy."

Even pushed aside the menu and said coldly, "You decide what to order."

"Okay, okay."

Hu Weimin stood up and ordered more than a dozen dishes—lobster, abalone, grouper, king crab, and so on.

The liquor was Moutai, and Hu Weimin personally poured it for everyone.

"Come on, the first drink," Hu Weimin raised his glass, "Thank you for joining us, Leader Even and Engineer Yang. I'll drink to that first."

He tilted his head back and finished it.

Even took a sip, and Yang Jiulang also drank a cup.

Zhuang Da quickly followed up: "I also want to toast the two leaders. You've worked hard on the construction site."

Yang Jiulang waved his hand: "You're toasting the leaders, don't drag me into it, I'm not a leader."

"Of course it is," Zhuang Da said with a sneer. "Designers are leaders, they are leaders. Come on, drink up, hahahaha."

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

Hu Weimin seized an opportunity and began to get down to business.

"Even, boss," he put down his glass, his expression becoming sincere, "what happened today was our fault. Those workers were ignorant and offended you, and I'm here to apologize to you."

As he spoke, he stood up and bowed deeply.

Even glanced at him: "Mr. Hu, please sit down, there's no need for that..."

Hu Weimin sat down and sighed: "Boss, these brothers on the construction site work from dawn till dusk, earning only a few thousand yuan a month, and they still have to support their families. It's not easy for them. Sometimes when I see them wearing tattered clothes, it breaks my heart."

Even, with alcohol flushing her face and red eyes, opened her mouth but held back from speaking, glancing at Yang Jiulang.

Yang Jiulang remained calm, raised his glass to Hu Weimin, and said, "Mr. Hu, your concern for them shows you're a good leader!"

Hu Weimin quickly picked up his drink and drank it, spitting as he spoke: "Engineer Yang, those workers, the least of them have been with me for seven or eight years. I'm not trying to flatter myself, I genuinely treat them like brothers."

Yang Jiulang nodded admiringly: "Not easy, not easy at all, President Hu. You treat them like brothers, I wonder how they treat you? Do they listen to you?"

"Hey," Hu Weimin rolled up his sleeves and said confidently, "Engineer Yang, Even, Director Huang, I, Hu Weimin, am not bragging, but over the years, they have been incredibly good to me. They do whatever I ask them to do, and they absolutely dare not do anything I forbid them from doing."

"Yes," Yang Jiulang nodded and said softly, "President Hu, I believe in you. I believe you absolutely have the ability."

"Yes, absolutely!"

Zhuang Da suddenly sensed something was wrong and reached out to stop Hu Weimin, but when he saw Even's face was as cold as ice, he didn't dare to move.

Sure enough, Even slammed his glass on the table, pointed at Hu Weimin, and shouted, "Hu Weimin, so, you were the one who ordered those people to attack my office today!"

Hu Weimin's arms suddenly froze in mid-air, unable to move.

His little eyes darted around three times, then he stood up abruptly and bowed repeatedly.

"Boss, I was wrong. I'll punish myself with three drinks."

Hu Weimin poured himself a drink and downed three cups of Moutai in a row. The spiciness made his eyes water and he dared not eat any food.

Even continued to berate, "So, you didn't answer my calls on purpose, that's because you did it."

"Boss, I'll punish myself with three more drinks."

As Hu Weimin spoke, he was about to pour himself a drink.

Seeing that he had drunk both bottles of Maotai, Yang Jiulang couldn't help but reach out to stop him and advised, "President Hu, don't keep forcing him to drink. You need to show your support to the leadership."

"Yes, yes, yes," Hu Weimin stood at attention. "Even, I assure you here that something like this will never happen again."

Even rolled her eyes at him and asked, "What about the construction period?"

"Starting tomorrow, we'll add more people and equipment, and work at full speed to catch up on the project."

"What about the quality?"

"Quality is absolutely guaranteed."

Even let out a long sigh of relief, softening her tone: "Sit down!"

Taking the opportunity, Yang Jiulang winked at Hu Weimin.

Hu Weimin understood immediately and struck while the iron was hot.

He took two bulging envelopes out of his bag and placed them in front of Even and Yang Jiulang respectively.

"Two leaders," Hu Weimin lowered his voice, "we've come all this way here, aren't we all here to make money? Let's all make money together. Even, don't worry, headquarters won't know, and your group certainly won't know either."

Even's expression changed, and she quickly declined, "Mr. Hu, what do you mean by this?"

Zhuang Da chimed in, "Even, Mr. Hu means well. It's not like we're building our own house; as long as it's passable, it'll be fine. As for the quality supervision station, I'll just pull some strings with Mr. Hu and it'll be taken care of, hehehehe..."

Even's attitude was firm: "Mr. Zhuang, are you treating the quality of this project like a joke?"

Hu Weimin and Zhuang Da looked at Yang Jiulang with pleading eyes.

Yang Jiulang put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth.

He stood up, picked up two envelopes, put one into Even's bag, and put the other into his pocket.

Even looked puzzled.

"Boss," Yang Jiulang interrupted her, his tone sincere, "You've been working here, demanding high standards and tirelessly, and everyone has seen that. We know you're not trying to cause trouble for anyone; you genuinely want to speed up the project and control the quality. Since General Manager Hu has already stated that he'll catch up on the schedule, I think we should just let it go about their siege of the office!"

Even looked up into Yang Jiulang's eyes: "Let it go?"

Yang Jiulang nodded.

Hu Weimin quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, Mr. Yang is right. Even, don't worry, I guarantee we'll add more people to speed up the process, and the quality will be absolutely guaranteed."

Even opened her mouth, but ultimately nodded.

Hu Weimin let out a long sigh, slumped into his chair, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Finally, those people in the police station were allowed to come out.

Hu Weimin was terrified just thinking about what kind of trouble they would cause if they were detained, given their dark pasts.

The banquet ended after 9 p.m.

Even called a designated driver, and the red SUV drove through the night.

"Take Engineer Yang back first," Even said to the designated driver.

The two sat side by side in the back seat, the car filled with a faint smell of alcohol and the scent of jasmine on Even.

The twenty-minute drive was so quiet in the car that you could hear each other breathing.