Chapter 61 Love is a Solitary Courage

"Second Master, do you want me to continue?" Sang Yuwan's voice was cold, filled with anger.

Rong Zhi's brows furrowed, and he replied, "What do you intend to do with him?"

Sang Yuwan's voice grew colder, chillingly icy, "Handle it however you see fit."

Rong Zhi did not defend Shen Qianjie, but replied, "I will bring him to see you tomorrow."

"cough."

A soft cough came from the other end of the phone.

Rong Zhi's heart tightened suddenly, and a crease appeared between his brows. "Madam, please take care of yourself."

Sang Yuwan sneered, "Stop pretending."

Rong Zhi was about to say a few more words when he heard a "beep beep beep" sound in his ear.

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone.

Rong Zhi curled his lips slightly and shook his head.

The man in black pushed open the door and came in, holding two documents in his hand.

"Second Master, an urgent message has just arrived from the capital."

Rong Zhi stood by the window, gazing at the boundless night, without responding.

The man in black walked up to him and reminded him, "Second Master, this is an urgent document that needs to be signed and sent back immediately."

Rong Zhi said in a low voice, "Put it down first."

The man in black paused slightly, then replied, "Yes."

In the past, Rong Zhi would always handle any urgent matters in the capital as soon as possible.

He seemed preoccupied today.

After putting down the documents, the man in black prepared to leave.

Rong Zhi stopped him, "Inform Shen Qianjie to go to the Bo Group first thing tomorrow morning."

The man in black was puzzled. "The Shen family and the Bo family have always been at odds. Could it be that Madam...?"

Rong Zhi interrupted him, "This is not your concern."

The man in black held his breath, lowered his head, and walked out.

Rong Zhi was indeed in a bad mood today, and his expression was slightly weary. He subconsciously reached into his pocket, preparing to take out his cigarette case.

My fingers touched something icy cold.

When I took it out, I saw it was the dagger.

The sheath is made of titanium steel plated with pure gold, and the engraved patterns are exquisite, with a Sanskrit inscription on it.

Lone courage.

The derived meaning.

Love is a courageous act.

It means having the courage to forge ahead even when the road ahead is uncertain.

It's obvious that Ming Zhan really wanted to give this dagger to Sang Yuwan.

Rong Zhi didn't know if she understood the Sanskrit phrase, but he was certain that in her heart, no one could replace Ming Zhan.

Even though Bo Xingzhi had been dating her for five years, he had never truly entered her heart.

Rong Zhi's cold lips twitched almost imperceptibly, he chuckled, and his eyes suddenly turned silent.

He placed the dagger on the document, took out a cigarette, lit it, and pulled one out.

Amidst the swirling smoke, that sharply defined face flickered in and out of view.

-

The next day.

Sang Yuwan arrived at the Bo Group half an hour early, and Mingyi was already waiting for her in the reception room outside the general office.

"Sister Wan."

Sang Yuwan showed no intimacy whatsoever, replying with a polite but distant "Good morning."

Mingyi appeared slightly reserved and lowered her head slightly. "Sister Wan, shall I go to Second Master's place now?"

Sang Yuwan glanced in the direction of the chairman's office and said, "Wait here for a while, and go over when he arrives."

“Okay, Sister Wan.” Mingyi raised an eyebrow, her tone much more relaxed than before.

Sang Yuwan said seriously, "At the company, call me Chairman Sang."

Ming Yi paused, his fingers curling slightly. "Yes, Chairman."

Sang Yuwan added, "Work hard."

Mingyi pursed his lips and smiled.

He watched Sang Yuwan enter the office, then clutched his chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Fifth Young Master." Minglang brought him a cup of coffee.

Mingyi asked him, "I heard that Second Master is in the hospital. Will he come today?"

Minglang put down his coffee and said confidently, "If Madam says he will come, then he will definitely come."

Mingyi's heart pounded like a heavy drum, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Wan is so amazing!"

Minglang raised an eyebrow, his expression proud. "Of course. When Master Bo was alive, he always listened to Madam."

"Oh?" Mingyi seemed somewhat disbelieving of his words. "Sister Wan is so powerful, why can't she beat Fourth Sister?"

His bright eyes darkened instantly, and he frowned unhappily. "That's because Madam doesn't stoop to her level."

Mingyi wanted to chat with him a little longer, but he turned and left.

"Second Brother is right. In this bright world, there is only Sister Wan."

About fifteen minutes later.

Ling Zhou came over and called Ming Yi away.

The gilded signboard at the entrance to Bo Xingzhi's office has been removed.

Right now, it's a blank page.

Although Sang Yuwan gave this office to Rong Zhi, she did not assign him any position.

He also does not own any shares in the group.

His only identity is that of Bo Ye's younger brother.

Even so, everyone in the group was filled with fear of him.

Especially some of the long-time employees.

As Ming entered the office, his nerves involuntarily tensed. When he saw the man sitting at the desk, his heart skipped a beat, and he shivered.

"Good morning, Second Master. I am Mingyi."

The man sitting in the executive chair looked up at him, his expression unreadable. "Sit."

Mingyi clenched his fingers, held his breath, and walked to his desk.

He was excited and confident when he left the Ming family early in the morning. But after seeing Sang Yuwan and Rong Zhi, he felt inexplicably flustered.

He had previous internship experience, so he shouldn't have acted this way. But these two were just too imposing.

Rong Zhi opened a document on his left and looked at it carefully.

Mingyi sat down opposite him, his back straight, his hands naturally resting on his lap.

After reading his resume, Rong Zhi lifted his eyelids slightly and said calmly, "It's a bit of a waste for someone as talented as you to follow me."

Ming took a breath and honestly confessed, "The chairman sent me here."

Rong Zhi knew everything about his relationship with Sang Yuwan, so he decided to tell the truth rather than offer empty platitudes.

"Has she made any arrangements for your work?" Rong Zhi's expression remained unchanged.

"No." Mingyi shook his head, but his fingers tightened even more.

Rong Zhi closed the file, glanced at him, and said, "She asked you to be my assistant, but I'm just an idle person with no position."

Mingyi calmly said, "The fact that Second Master is sitting here says it all."

Rong Zhi's lips curled up slightly, his eyes darkening. "Madam should have told you that I have only one standard for employing people, and that is loyalty."

Ming Yi's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat broke out on his palms. He took two deep breaths, suppressing the panic in his heart, "Second Master, I will definitely fulfill your request."

Rong Zhi's brow furrowed slightly, and he pursed his lips. "The interview is over. You can leave now."

"Yes, Second Master." Mingyi stood up, his clenched fingers slowly loosening, his palms covered with finger marks.

When Ling Zhou saw him come out, he lowered his voice and asked, "Young Master Ming, how was it?"

Mingyi shrugged and remained silent.

Ling Zhou looked at the closed office door and seemed to understand something. He quickly comforted him, "Second Master probably thinks he doesn't have anything to do right now. He's refusing you because he doesn't want to hold you back."

Mingyi chuckled and said, "From now on, we're colleagues. I hope you'll help me out in the future."

Ling Zhou was stunned.

Mingyi's phone rang.

"Come in."

"Yes, Second Master."

Mingyi never expected that, having just successfully passed the interview, Rongzhi would assign him a very difficult task.

He stared at the screen on the tablet, his mouth agape in astonishment.

"Isn't this my second brother? How could he... This woman is Bo..."