But along the way, the buildings were connected one after another. How could she get to where she was?

At this time, she could only ask the housekeeper for help.

"Housekeeper, I want to know the driver's exact location. Do you have any idea?" She called the housekeeper.

The housekeeper was slightly stunned: "What happened?"

"Can I talk to you when I get home?"

The housekeeper did not ask further questions and answered her: "Every car in the Cheng family has its location. I will tell you the location."

Now it was Fu Yuan'er's turn to be stunned. All she could think of was that the housekeeper called the driver to get his location.

She had no idea that the Cheng family would install a positioning system on the car.

What kind of family is this...

She suddenly remembered something.

When she first came to the Cheng family, Murong Jue generously gave her a car, but Cheng Zitong refused.

Later Cheng Zitong gave her the car.

Could it be that at that time, Cheng Zitong actually knew that every car in the Cheng family had its own location?

Following the location provided by the housekeeper, Fu Yuan'er came to a teahouse on the outskirts of the city.

The so-called tea house is a place for tea drinking and leisure. It is just that it razed a piece of land in the mountains and built many independent tea rooms, which is different from the tea houses in the city.

She saw Ziyin's car in the parking lot.

There are dozens of teahouses here, at least thirty, so it's not easy to find Ziyin.

"Madam, do you have a reservation?" When she walked to the door, she was immediately asked by the waiter.

Anyway, it was difficult to determine Ziyin's specific location. She simply gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Cheng and I have an appointment."

If they said there was no Mr. Cheng here, she wouldn't even bother to go in.

But the waiter nodded: "Mr. Cheng is at Yunwuju."

"Yunwuju" is the name of the private room.

Fu Yuan'er was startled by her good luck, and then walked in quietly.

She once again felt Ziyin's terror in her heart. Cheng Zitong didn't bring his cell phone, but Ziyin was still prepared to find him!

She couldn't help but think, if she had such a talented person under her, would she be biased intentionally or unintentionally?

Even if it’s just to get talents to work for her wholeheartedly!

Seeing the box in front, there are three words "Yunwuju" hanging on it.

"Brother Zitong!" Suddenly, she heard these three words floating out of the window of Yunwuju.

She quickly hid behind the house.

Fortunately, there are several trees behind this private room, so passers-by cannot see her hiding here.

"Brother Zitong, why don't you go home?" Ziyin asked, of course in an "abnormal" manner.

The box was quiet for a while, and then Cheng Zitong's voice sounded: "I bid with Ji Senzhuo, and I lost."

There was unconcealable disappointment in his voice.

Fu Yuan'er couldn't help but feel her heart tremble. She had never heard him sound so disappointed. She always saw him as if he was in control of everything.

"It's young lady!" Ziyin said angrily.

"Brother Zitong, I told you, the young lady asked me to teach her how to peek at your lowest price. Did she tell Ji Senzhuo the lowest price?"

"Oh," Cheng Zitong said softly: "Ziyin, your thinking is very clear today, like an adult. Is Dr. Michael's medicine working?"

Ziyin was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I have been taking medicine."

But there was a clearly discernible hint of panic in her tone.

Fu Yuan'er couldn't figure it out. Is Cheng Zitong... doubting Ziyin?

Which song is he singing this from?

"You're right," Cheng Zitong continued, "Someone did hack into my phone and read my base price. It was because Ji Senzhuo knew my base price that he defeated me."

That’s what happened.

Fu Yuan'er understood but was even more confused. She didn't take action at all. Who peeked at Cheng Zitong's base price and told Ji Senzhuo?

"It's the young lady!" Ziyin insisted, "She said she wanted to tell Ji Senzhuo the lowest price to let you win. She is a liar!"

Cheng Zitong asked: "Do you know where I took Fu Yuan'er after I took her out of Cheng's house last night?"

Ziyin shook his head.

"I took her to my company," Cheng Zitong told her, "She was always under my nose and had no chance to peek into my mobile phone and computer."

Fu Yuan'er couldn't understand it more and more. He was obviously lying.

From last night to the bidding, although she was in his company, she had many opportunities to operate in private.

Ziyin was stunned and speechless.

"Go back now and help me investigate this matter," Cheng Zitong told her, "I want to know who is behind this."

Ziyin made no sound.

"Aren't you willing, Ziyin?" he asked.

"I...I will find out." Ziyin replied immediately.

"Brother Zitong, aren't you going back?" she asked doubtfully.

Cheng Zitong shook his head slightly, "If I lose to Ji Senzhuo, the media will definitely report it. I'm here to avoid the limelight."

"You go out and go to the right. My assistant will take you back to Cheng's house."

After a pause, he added: "If Fu Yuan'er asks you, don't tell her where I am."

Hearing this, there was a hint of joy in Ziyin's hesitant eyes. She nodded obediently and turned to leave.

Fu Yuan'er poked her head out from the corner and watched Zi Yin leave with cheerful footsteps.

An assistant of Cheng Zitong picked her up and left together.

Fu Yuan'er took a deep breath and walked into the box.

"Cheng Zitong, I'm already here." She looked towards Cheng Zitong.

Cheng Zitong was sitting on the tatami in the private room, with a small tea table in front of him and a kettle humming on the charcoal stove next to him.

Hearing her voice, Cheng Zitong was not surprised at all, but calmly picked up the kettle and poured water into the teapot.

Wash the tea before brewing it, then pour it directly into two small teacups.

Although the steps are simple, when he does them, he feels calm and relaxed.

But, what does it mean that he poured two cups of tea, one of which was for her?

Suddenly, the hairs on her body stood up, and she quickly distanced herself: "Cheng Zitong, I really did not leak your bottom price to Ji Senzhuo. You can check my mobile phone and computer."

With that said, she took the initiative to put her cell phone on the tea table.

Cheng Zitong glanced at her and motioned to the empty seat opposite the tea table: "Sit down!"

She sat down.

He brought a cup of tea in front of her and said, "Drink tea."

Fu Yuan'er would not dare to drink this cup of tea no matter what.

Cheng Zitong sneered: "Why, are you afraid that my tea will be poisoned?"

"You...will you?" To be honest, she was indeed worried about this.

The smile on Cheng Zitong's lips deepened, "Fu Yuan'er, I didn't expect you to be quite afraid of death."

What kind of words is this!

"Aren't you afraid?" Fu Yuan'er hummed.

Cheng Zitong picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly without saying anything.

Fu Yuan'er secretly observed him. There was no expression on his face. He was not annoyed by being spied on because of the "low price".

Not angry, nor sad because of losing to Ji Senzhuo.

"Cheng Zitong..." she asked tentatively: "Who do you think has snooped on your bottom price?"

"Didn't you hear that just now? I asked Ziyin to check."

Fu Yuan'er secretly sweated, it turned out that he knew that she was hiding outside just now and eavesdropping.

Just think about it, how could a person with such a narrow mind like him sit here alone.

There are several of his assistants hiding in invisible places around here.
To be continued...