The Favored Heiress
Chapter 727: The Big Shots Have All Arrived

Chapter 727: Chapter 727: The Big Shots Have All Arrived

Within less than twenty minutes, Director Liu Min arrived at the North City Police Substation.

Zong Yue’s involvement in an altercation had already spread throughout the company’s chat groups.

A few of her colleagues in sales were complaining about Zong Yue in the group, blaming her for ruining the dinner and for sending a key client to the hospital. That Director Lee had bought more than seven million yuan worth of financial products from the company, and if he decided to relentlessly pursue the matter, he might very likely terminate his contract and seek accountability.

With hurried steps, Liu Min entered the police station, and the sales colleagues who had just finished their inquiry rushed up to her. "Director Liu, you’re finally here."

"Your department’s Zong Yue sure is something else, putting on airs at the dinner table is one thing, but now she’s gone and injured a to-be-signed key client so severely. I’ve already reported it to President Xi. It’s up to you to handle this as you see fit."

Liu Min had a massive headache.

As an old employee of the company, she knew that dealing with these salespeople was no easy task.

Injuring a client was tantamount to ruining someone’s livelihood, and their anger was understandable.

After listening to the salespeople’s complaints, Liu Min quickly tried to soothe them before asking, "Where’s Zong Yue?"

One of the salespeople named Gao Wen gestured with her mouth towards the bench in front, saying sarcastically, "Someone with a strong backer is over there, playing the victim."

Following her gaze, Liu Min pursed her lips and walked straight over.

She ignored Li Qiao and snapped, "Zong Yue, did you completely dismiss what I told you today?"

Zong Yue, already filled with self-reproach, became even more anxious at the thought of Li Jun and Mr. and Mrs. Li coming over.

She was suddenly taken aback by Liu Min’s rebuke. Standing up, she adjusted her clothes and said in a soft voice, "Director Liu, I can assume responsibility for the company’s losses..."

"You take responsibility? With what will you assume it? Director Lee had previously bought over seven million yuan of financial products from us. Now that he’s injured, his secretary has already called to not only cancel his financial account but also to seek compensation for the losses. Can you afford that?"

Liu Min’s voice was sharp, looking at Zong Yue as if willing to bore holes through her, as if she was beyond redemption.

Facing the accusations, Zong Yue thought very seriously for three seconds, then looked back at Liu Min and sincerely nodded, "Yes, I can afford it."

She calculated that the loss wouldn’t exceed thirty million yuan.

Zong Yue remembered she had a bank card with a current balance of nearly twenty-nine million yuan.

Liu Min was exasperated with laughter, took a step forward, and pointed at Zong Yue. "Don’t make big claims, and don’t expect the HR department to bail you out. If you cannot afford to cover these losses today, just wait for Director Lee to hold you accountable."

At that moment, a calm and unfluctuating voice came from beside Zong Yue. Li Qiao spoke, "Do you understand the full story?"

Liu Min looked condescendingly at Li Qiao, who was sitting on the bench. Her expression softened a bit, "Regardless of the circumstances, Zong Yue has to face the consequences for causing the company losses."

Li Qiao crossed her long legs in front of her, propping her forehead with one hand, nonchalantly lifting her eyebrows to look at Liu Min, "You knew perfectly well that tonight’s dinner was changed at the last minute."

It was a question, but Li Qiao stated it matter-of-factly.

Liu Min, still wary of the relationship between Li Qiao and Xi Luo, reconsidered and chuckled awkwardly, "If Miss Li wants to help Zong Yue out, I have nothing to say."

Li Qiao gave her a deep look, her lips slightly curving upwards, her eyelids dropping, no longer paying her any attention.

The sister-in-law didn’t need her help to get out of trouble; the person who caused a commotion at the police station hadn’t even arrived yet.

Seeing Liu Min seemingly targeting Li Qiao, Zong Yue quickly stepped aside to block Liu Min’s view. "Director Liu, I’ll take full responsibility for today’s incident, you don’t have to—"

"Enough, enough, spared me the talk. Director Lee and his lawyer are almost here. Before you take responsibility, you should think about how to apologize to him."

As they spoke, a portly middle-aged man walked in through the doors of the police station, followed by two lawyers in suits, looking ominously unwelcoming.

The man had bandages on his nose and forehead, a bruised eye socket, a swollen mouth, and creases on his POLO shirt collar, but otherwise, he suffered no fatal injuries.

A few of the salespeople immediately gathered around him, with some apologizing and others shifting the blame.

The central idea: Blame it all on Zong Yue.

Watching this scene, Li Qiao slowly furrowed her brows, "You went easy on him?"

Zong Yue sighed with difficulty, "After all, he’s a client. I was afraid of hitting too hard and causing a fatality."

Liu Min, who was gossiping to Xi Luo, was left with "???"

Before long, Director Lee pompously instructed the lawyers to assist the officers in starting the accountability process, "I must be punished severely."

The minor injury report was already out, and he was not willing to settle privately; not only did he want Zong Yue to compensate, but he also wanted her to take criminal responsibility.

She was young and didn’t understand the unwritten social rules, so he would give her a proper lesson.

As the second’s ticked away, Li Jun finally arrived, fashionably late, shortly before half-past eight.

With a composed presence, he made his appearance in the case hall, immediately silencing many.

The South Sea Secretary-General, a high-ranking official in every sense.

The officers didn’t know what to do; someone secretly called the head of the substation, but no one answered, and the deputy head was nowhere to be found.

As Li Jun stood in the hall searching for Zong Yue, Liu Min saw him and immediately approached with a radiant smile, "Secretary-General Li."

The company’s salespeople looked on with envy, the rumors were not unfounded.

Liu Min’s uncle held a position at the South Sea Secretariat; she obviously knew Secretary-General Li.

No one expected such talents were hidden within the company—an HR Director able to summon the Secretary-General.

This time, things didn’t look good for Zong Yue.

Even the imperious Director Lee stood up, trying to ingratiate himself and exchange a few words with Li Jun.

Li Jun glanced at Liu Min and without any acknowledgment shifted his gaze away.

"Secretary-General Li, what a coincidence, are you here on business? I’m Liu Min, we met once before in the cafeteria at the Secretariat, my uncle is Chen De."

Chen De...

Li Jun had no particular recollection of this person and merely nodded in acknowledgment before stepping forward towards the left.

Observing this, Liu Min followed closely behind him with a gaze filled with reverence and admiration.

A man who had long held a position of power exuded an aura and posture that was addictive to women like a spring tonic.

Several salespeople also quietly approached, singing his praises from behind Liu Min.

Liu Min took pleasure in it, saying in a voice neither too loud nor too soft, "My uncle works with the Secretary-General. He probably heard that I came to the police station and gave the Secretary-General a heads-up to come here."

The salespeople played to their strengths, one compliment after another spewing like a rainbow.

Liu Min felt her vanity greatly satisfied and was about to engage Li Jun in further conversation when the next scene left everyone dumbstruck.

Li Jun first glanced at Li Qiao, then took Zong Yue by the arm and drew her close, cradling her face to examine her eyes carefully, "When something happened, why didn’t you think to find me? Why bother seeking help from your uncle when you can find it so much closer at hand?"

Liu Min’s face changed dramatically, and the salespeople were even more shocked.

Director Lee, not far away, was also breaking out in sweat.

Zong Yue held his wrist and smiled, "It was really nothing serious. Uncle could have taken care of it with a phone call, but he had to go over the top."

Li Jun’s brow formed into a frown, catching sight of the bloodstain on her T-shirt as his eyes lowered, his handsome face tense, "I could have solved it with a call too. Why did you have to go to him?"

Zong Yue fell silent for she subconsciously did not want to trouble Li Jun because of her issues.

Or perhaps, she had not yet gotten used to the idea of depending on Li Jun.

"What’s wrong with coming to me?" a sudden cold voice came from behind, as Zong Zhan, dressed in a training camouflage uniform, entered the room with a proud, brisk stride.

The Third Master Zong of the Imperial Capital, having received Zong Yue’s call before six o’clock, had arrived in the South Sea by military helicopter.

The duty police officers had never seen such a spectacle, especially with the daunting Zong Zhan, who boldly entered the hall in his camouflage uniform.

It’s said that the military and police are one big family, but the officers couldn’t help feeling that Zong Zhan looked like he was ready to draw a gun and start firing at any moment.

Looking at his military rank, my god, two bars, four stars.

At that moment, Mr. and Mrs. Li also rushed to the North City Police Substation with anxious expressions.

Following close behind was a procession of luxurious Rolls-Royces.

Shang Yu, dressed in black, emerged and, compared to Li Jun and Zong Zhan, Master Yan was even more enigmatic.

It was just a minor brawl at a dinner party, but why did it involve so many big figures?

Even Li Guangming, the wealthiest man in the South Sea, had arrived.

Forget Liu Min; even the other citizens who had come to report crimes quietly turned around and left at the sight of everything unfolding.

It’s better not to bother the officers with trivial family disputes. Something significant must be happening tonight. Otherwise, why would all these important figures be at this small substation?

Shang Yu entered the case handling hall, his cold gaze ignoring those around him, and landed squarely on Li Qiao.

He strode forward, and the people in front instinctively moved aside to make way.

Li Qiao stood up lazily. The man lowered his eyes to look her over, his voice cold, "Are you okay?"

"No," Li Qiao smiled, tilting her head towards Zong Yue, "I came to accompany my sister-in-law."

Shang Yu wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close, his peripheral gaze giving a cold glance at the visibly uneasy Zong Yue, "Don’t cause trouble if you can’t solve the problem."

Zong Yue nodded obediently, "I know, Uncle Shaoyan."

Li Qiao nudged Shang Yu with her elbow and lifted her chin towards the front, "Will you go persuade Brother Zong?"

Several people glanced sideways, only to see the formidable South Sea Secretary-General being scolded by Zong Zhan, looking like a mere child.

Zong Zhan might seem mild, but he was actually a domineering military ruffian.

At that moment, Mr. and Mrs. Li were inquiring about the situation with the officers.

It was indeed an oversight for the red aristocracy of the Zong Family that their young heiress suffered grievances in the South Sea.

Just three minutes later, after Zong Zhan had finished his scolding and Mr. and Mrs. Li understood the specifics, Li Guangming slammed the table, unable to contain his anger, "Why should our child from the Li Family accompany a client to dinner?"

Duan Shuyuan also raised her head and looked at Liu Min with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, "I hear you’re Xiao Yue’s direct supervisor. Do you have any good reason for arranging her to dine with clients?"

Liu Min was about to explain when Zong Yue already walked over and took Duan Shuyuan’s arm, her voice soft, "Mom, don’t be angry, tonight it was me..."

"It’s alright, Xiao Yue, you don’t have to be scared," Li Guangming patted her shoulder, "Dad will visit your company tomorrow. I really want to see what kind of boss it is that instills such a culture."

Then, a whiff of perfume was blown in by the night wind. Xi Luo walked in, dressed in jeans and a black casual suit, unhurriedly making her way inside.

Upon seeing her, Li Qiao couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

Based on her understanding of Xi Luo, she had a faint idea of what might happen next.

Sure enough.

While Li Guangming continued to berate the culture of the financial firm, Xi Luo paid no mind to the employees who looked at her as if seeing a savior. She walked directly to Li Qiao, smiled slightly, and said with utmost sincerity, "Boss, are you alright?"

Li Qiao: "..."

Ha, she knew it.