After returning to Huo Ersi's club, Zong Che came over with a tablet to "report the situation" to her.
"The person has already gone in, but it's just a detention. It will probably only be three days."
Rong Dai narrowed her eyes slightly: "Three days is enough. Remember to have someone keep a close eye on her."
"Especially her assistant who follows her everywhere. We can find what we want through her."
"It's already arranged." Zong Che nodded, putting away his tablet. "Any news from Mr. Huo Ersi?"
The feeling of having to rely on others to get things done made Zong Che very uncomfortable.
But this wasn't China, and there were many things he couldn't do as easily here.
"We'll know by tomorrow. No rush."
Rong Dai was quite calm. She had done Huo Ersi a big favor today by looking into these matters for him without costing any money. He wouldn't neglect her over this.
"Also, we've identified the account on that design software. It's a small account that was opened many years ago."
"There's not much record on it, but we found this."
Zong Che frowned again as he opened his tablet, enlarged a photo and showed it to her.
The photo showed a glass building, and because of the strong light, the photographer was also reflected in it.
"Isn't this Mina?"
Song Xuechun recognized her at a glance, and her face instantly darkened in anger!
"It's her."
Rong Dai also nodded, her eyes sharp.
Although the photo wasn't very clear, the person could still be identified.
"Mina's mother, Bosha, is an archaeologist. But she went into politics a few years ago and now has some power."
"Under her orders, several media outlets in Paris have also spread the news about you."
Zong Che reported with a worried look: "This means if we sue, those media will also have to be sued together."
"But there's strength in numbers. I'm worried the lawyer Mr. Huo Ersi hired might not dare to take the case."
The media in Paris had been hyping up the matter since this morning, and Rong Dai's name had become widely known.
"And if this matter isn't handled properly, it could affect the evaluation result of Fashion Wings. That would ruin everything."
Zong Che's brows were twisted into knots.
Rong Dai looked at him: "So what's your plan?"
"It would be best if we could bring over a Chinese lawyer with an international certification. Ji Zheng has his certificate."
Zong Che suggested.
Although Huo Ersi and Mr. Huo had a relationship and would help them, these weren't their own people after all, and the situation was complicated. They couldn't hand everything over.
"Then contact him to come over."
Rong Dai had the same concern. Huo Ersi was helping her out of goodwill, not obligation. He was a businessman who only cared about interests.
If this matter ended up hurting his interests, things would become even worse.
Zong Che nodded and glanced at his watch again. "Also, I've rearranged the living situation. We probably can't go back for the time being."
"Staying at Huo Ersi's place is good, but it affects Miss Rong's reputation and security. I'll make arrangements."
"Mm."
Rong Dai nodded. Even if Zong Che didn't bring this up, she would have reminded him.
This club was mainly used by Huo Ersi for entertaining and pleasure, not a formal hotel. Her staying here long-term would indeed be inappropriate and inconvenient.
After Zong Che left, Song Xuechun also returned to her room to rest.
Rong Dai washed up and glanced at the time. It was afternoon in China now. Leaning against the bed, she video called Huo Shao Ting.
Huo Shao Ting was still handling work. Hearing the call, he immediately picked up. As soon as he opened it, he saw her leaning against the bed in a silk nightgown. His adam's apple involuntarily bobbed.
