Fuming and Slamming the Desk

Without a second thought, Tang Jinghong agreed, "Alright, we'll proceed with the original plan to transport the seeds tomorrow."

Meng Shengdong and Qi Kaiming came forward to greet her, "Miss Chu."

Chu Qingzhi nodded at them, "You've worked hard escorting the seeds. No need for formalities."

"As long as we can deliver them safely, the hard work is nothing. It's just that now…" Meng Shengdong lowered his head, sighed, full of helplessness.

Chu Qingzhi offered reassurance, "It's okay, things will get resolved."

Meng Shengdong offered a slight compliment, "With Miss Chu's help, everything will be fine."

Chu Qingzhi smiled, "I'll do my best."

Tang Jinghong said, "It's getting late, Qingzhi, you should rest. We'll talk about other matters tomorrow."

"Okay." Chu Qingzhi returned to the room Tang Jinghong had arranged for her, opened the window, and looked out to the backyard.