Lunchtime, Li Qiao and her entourage went to Crystal Garden.
Inside the private room, Zong Zhan and Shang Yu were sitting in the lounge area chatting leisurely, while Li Qiao, with a plum slice in her mouth, sat nearby texting with her head down.
After sending a few messages, her phone rang.
She glanced at Shang Yu, then got up and left the room.
"Madam, it has been four or five days now, and the Lower House has not responded. Moreover, I just tried to resend the document and found that the email account has been canceled."
The call was from Cheng Mo. Li Qiao strolled to the backyard, standing beside the sundial and lowering her gaze, "Was there a tracking program embedded in the document?"
"Yes, the current tracking shows no activity; it doesn't seem to have been circulated."
Li Qiao touched the edge of the sundial and said indifferently, "Send the document to all the members of the House of Representatives."
Cheng Mo asked calmly, "All of them?"
