The male colleague locked eyes with Hashimoto Maya for a moment. Whatever he thought of, he suddenly shuddered. "Y-you still want to buy that land?"
Hearing this, Hashimoto Maya glanced at Kurata Seiji and nodded, not very warmly. He still remembered how this guy had just tried to pin the murder on him.
Kurata Seiji awkwardly stepped closer and said in a low voice, "How about this? I'll give you the seller's contact information, and you can get in touch with them yourself."
The woman beside him froze. "That's against the rules."
Kurata Seiji repeatedly waved at her, telling her to discuss it later. The woman pursed her lips but did not stop him again.
Hashimoto Maya eyed them suspiciously.
Kurata Seiji had already taken out a business card, quickly scribbled the seller's email and phone number on it, and handed it over.
Hashimoto Maya hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it. He had no idea why this guy's attitude had suddenly changed so drastically, but... he could at least try asking through this address first?
He pinched the business card and gave it a look, about to ask a question. But when he looked up again, there was no one in front of him.
Looking toward the entrance, he saw Kurata Seiji dragging his female colleague away as though they were fleeing for their lives.
Hashimoto Maya: "?"
...Could that random guy have been his colleague too?
Forget it. It didn't matter. He should focus on his own work for now. As for everything else... he could deal with it after buying the land.
Kurata Seiji dragged his senior female colleague and ran far away. Only after rushing out of the subway station and reaching the bustling street did he stop, bracing his hands on