You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

"Manager Lin," Jiang Che said calmly, leaning back slightly. "I'm looking at the Southwest region's operations report, trying to learn about their regional management model."

Lin Zhengyang nodded, without asking where he got the report from.

He simply said in a nonchalant tone, "Interns should just do their jobs well. There are some things that interns shouldn't worry about."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Jiang Che watched his departing figure and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

Lin Zhengyang's statement can be interpreted in two ways.

The first reason is that he simply felt a summer intern didn't need to read such in-depth business materials.

The second possibility is that he knows what's hidden in these documents and is warning Jiang Che not to touch them.

If it's the first possibility, Jiang Che thinks the probability is not high, since Lin Zhengyang knows his identity.

If it's the second type...

Lin Zhengyang is his father's protégé. He received some kind of instruction from his father, which is why he deliberately came to give him some pointers.

Or is Lin Zhengyang himself involved?

Jiang Che is unable to make a judgment at the moment.

But one thing is certain—his actions were noticed.

We need to be more careful from now on.

He closed the operations report, handed it back without a word, and then returned to his workstation to continue organizing the day's meeting minutes, as if nothing had happened.

……

On the same day, at 3 p.m.

Su Qinghe was studying Chapter 4 of her accounting textbook in her study when her phone suddenly rang.

She picked it up and saw that someone in the Peking University freshman group had added her as a friend.

The note reads: "Senior Ning Xue, External Relations Department of Peking University Student Union~"

Su Qinghe was stunned for a moment.

She was added to the freshman group by the class counselor just two days ago, and she has hardly spoken, only occasionally popping up to reply to two messages.

Why did the senior student council member approach her?

Su Qinghe hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the friend request.

After adding the other person, they immediately sent a long string of messages.

"Hello Qinghe, junior! I'm Ningxue from the External Relations Department of the Peking University Student Union~ Welcome to Peking University in advance!"

"Our External Relations Department selects several outstanding students from the freshmen each year to join. Looking at your profile, we think you're a good fit. Would you be interested in learning more about us?"

After reading the message, Su Qinghe frowned subconsciously.

It's not that there's anything wrong with the invitation itself.

It was what the other person said next that made her feel uncomfortable.

"By the way, junior, you came from Lincheng, right? I heard you have a boyfriend at Peking University too? In the School of Economics and Management? Were you high school classmates? So sweet, haha~"

The three questions in a row all pointed towards Jiang Che.

Su Qinghe stared at the screen for five seconds.

She's not a social novice.

Having grown up in the Su family environment, she was used to seeing all kinds of smiling faces hiding daggers, and she has a sensitivity to the word "hypocrisy" etched into her bones.

A legitimate student council invitation, and the first thing they ask is who your boyfriend is?

Four words flashed through Su Qinghe's mind—something's not right.

She didn't answer any of the questions directly, but simply typed a single line back.

"Hi senior, thank you for the invitation~ But after the semester starts, I want to get used to the pace of my studies first, so I may not have the energy to participate in club activities for the time being. I'm really sorry."

Polite and courteous, leaving no room for error.

The other party seemed unwilling to give up and sent two more messages.

"It's okay, junior, you can get to know me first~"

"By the way, if your boyfriend is interested, he can come along too. Our External Relations Department often collaborates with the School of Economics and Management."

Su Qinghe did not reply after seeing these two messages.

She exited the chat interface and clicked on the personal homepage of "Senior Ning Xue".

The profile picture is a landscape photo, and there are only three posts on Moments, all from the last week, with no previous posts.

Let's look at the registration date—July 12th.

It has been less than ten days since then.

Su Qinghe's eyes turned cold.

Without saying a word, she took three screenshots, opened her chat window with Jiang Che, sent the screenshots, and attached a line of text.

"Ah Che, look at this person, there's something strange about him."

Jiang Che's reply came quickly.

He had just returned to his workstation after finishing a meeting at the company when he saw the screenshot sent by Su Qinghe. He read through the entire conversation and then clicked on the profile of "Ning Xue".

Registration date: July 12th.

The content on my WeChat Moments is pitifully sparse.

Would a legitimate Kyoto University student's social media account look like this?

Jiang Che wasn't sure who was behind the account, nor was he sure whether the other party's purpose was simply curiosity or organized information gathering.

But in the current predicament of being surrounded on all sides, he will not ignore any abnormal signals.

He picked up his phone and replied to Su Qinghe: "This account was registered too recently, it doesn't seem like a normal student account, let's block it for now."

"If anyone in the new student group messages you privately to ask about me, do not respond."

Su Qinghe nodded repeatedly on the other end, "Yes, don't worry, A-Che, I didn't reply to her. I'll block her right now."

Two seconds later, another message came in.

"Ah Che, be careful at the company too, don't get too close to people of dubious origin."

"Okay, my dear wife."

Su Qinghe replied with a hands-on-hips emoji, "And don't get too close to other girls, I might come to the company for a surprise check anytime."

Jiang Che looked at the little figure with his hands on his hips on the phone screen, shook his head helplessly, replied "Received, as you command," then locked the screen and put the phone back on the table.

……

From that day on, after completing his daily tasks at the company, Jiang Che would use his overtime time to do something else.

He began to systematically collect all publicly available financial data of the Southwest Regional Branch over the past three years.

The supplier list in the quarterly operating report, the winning bid announcements on the procurement platform, and the registration information of various related companies in the business registration system.

He even went through the membership list on the local construction industry association's official website.

This kind of work is all done after get off work.

During the day, he was still just a dutiful summer intern organizing documents. But when he got home at night, he would lock himself in his study on the second floor and compare data line by line on his laptop.

For every unfamiliar company that appeared on the Southwest Branch's outsourcing list, he would trace it back through its business registration information.

Check the legal representative, shareholder structure, and related companies, and then mark them on a relationship network diagram you drew yourself.

On the first night, he found two shell companies similar to Ruichang Construction – Zhaofeng Engineering and Heng'an Technology.

They were all registered within the last three years, have highly similar business scopes, and their legal representatives are all unfamiliar names with no publicly available resumes.

The following evening, he cross-referenced the cash flows of the three companies.

The study revealed a common thread: although the three companies were registered in three different cities in Southwest China, their bank accounts all pointed to the same branch of the same bank.