Zhang Wei's eyebrows raised in understanding. "So...?" he prompted, his tone implying there was more to this arrangement.
Chen Dong elaborated, "Yes, there are rumors that she's only abiding by her mother's wishes to stabilize the company. The majority of their factories are here in Beicheng, and a political pillar is needed. Some of these factories have been dumping waste in the rivers, causing pollution. They were slapped with a heavy fine in the past, which was later waived off after the engagement became public."
Zhang Wei's gaze shifted upwards to the hotel's logo, recognizing it as belonging to Sun Qiang, the son of Sun Tao at the Ministry of Tourism. "What is she doing coming to this hotel, early in the morning?" he wondered aloud.
Chen Dong replied with a dry laugh, "The mother and daughter seem to be at odds. Mei Ren has rented a suite here and has been living in the hotel for the last few months."
