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

Su Qinghe leaned against Jiang Che's shoulder and dozed off for a while, feeling groggy.

Half-asleep, she could vaguely feel the slight bumps of the car as it moved, and the warm morning light streaming through the window onto her eyelids.

Su Qinghe muttered to herself.

Good sleep.

It feels so good to lean on A-Che's shoulder.

I just want to keep sleeping like this forever...

But then she realized that falling into a deep sleep like that wouldn't work; she couldn't sleep too soundly.

I'm going to my parents' place soon, and my hair won't look good if I sleep in it and it gets messy.

After struggling for a while, Su Qinghe forced herself to open her eyes a crack and secretly glanced at the street scene outside the car window.

The familiar tree-lined path is passing by outside the window.

This means the old house is almost here.

Jiang Che was looking down at the information on his phone when he suddenly noticed a slight movement on his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw that Su Qinghe had already sat up straight and was carefully tidying up the stray hairs at her temples with her fingertips.

"woke up?"

Su Qinghe hummed in agreement and rubbed her eyes.

"Are we almost there?"

"Almost there, five more minutes."

As the car rounded the last bend, the old house's gray-blue courtyard wall came into view.

After Liu Anping parked the car, the two got out and walked along the stone path towards the main hall.

Passing through the screen wall and around the corridor, the faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms wafts through the air.

Su Qinghe took a deep breath, and the lingering drowsiness was finally dispelled somewhat.

When I entered the restaurant, Jiang Zhenshan was sitting in the main seat, engrossed in reading a newspaper.

Song Huilan, Jiang Dahai, and Bai Qing also sat down at the dining table.

When the two entered, Song Huilan was the first to see them, and the wrinkles on her face immediately gathered into a flower shape.

"Oh my, my precious grandson and granddaughter-in-law are here! Come, come, come sit down, we've been waiting for you two to start eating!"

Su Qinghe was a little embarrassed by Song Huilan's enthusiasm and obediently called her "Grandma".

Bai Qing got up, pulled out the chair next to her, and waved to Su Qinghe.

"Qinghe, come sit next to Mom."

Su Qinghe sat down as instructed.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very relaxed, with the elders all concerned about how the two children were feeling during the first two weeks of school.

When discussing Su Qinghe's outstanding performance on stage yesterday, all four elders unanimously gave her the highest praise.

Throughout the meal, Su Qinghe's face would blush every now and then, a result of her shyness.

While the family chatted and laughed, most of the breakfast on the table was already gone.

When they had almost finished eating, Jiang Dahai picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth and then looked at Jiang Che.

"Have you finished eating?"

Jiang Che put down his chopsticks, nodded, and said, "I'm done eating."

"Alright, come with me to the study."

Jiang Dahai stood up, nodded slightly to Jiang Zhenshan, and then walked out of the restaurant first.

Jiang Che followed behind him.

The two entered the study, and Jiang Dahai sat down behind the desk, pointing to the chair opposite him.

"sit."

Jiang Che sat down as instructed, looking calmly at his father across from him.

The furnishings in the study were no different from when Grandpa had called me over last time.

The only difference is that the person sitting opposite me today is my father, not my grandfather.

Jiang Dahai took a document out of the drawer, placed it on the table, and then pushed it toward Jiang Che.

Jiang Che took the file folder, pulled out the documents inside, and glanced at them.

It was the internal audit report of the Southwest Branch that he had previously copied from the president's office.

The page concerning the write-off of 30 million yuan for Ruichang Construction was circled in red.

Jiang Che was not surprised by this. After casually glancing at it, he looked up and met his father's meaningful gaze.

Jiang Dahai stared at his son for a while, his heart churning with emotions he himself couldn't quite understand.

The original intention of sending Jiang Che to the company for an internship was simply to let him familiarize himself with the group's business processes in advance.

After all, this kid has only just come of age, and he's just idling around during the summer vacation anyway, so he might as well work at the company to toughen him up.

He even specifically instructed Lin Zhengyang not to give him any special treatment, and not to assign him any dirty or tiring work.

One of the purposes was to see if this kid could settle down.

As a result, Jiang Che not only sank, but also stirred up the mess he had been trying to unravel for a year.

Jiang Dahai had been in business for decades and believed he had a pretty good eye for people.

But when he learned from Liu Anping that Jiang Che had managed to track down Ruichang Construction all the way to Gangcheng Yingheng Capital in just three weeks, he was stunned for a long time.

When did this kid learn so many things behind his back?

The key point is that the audit report that this kid discovered was something almost nobody took seriously at the time, and after it was filed, nobody looked at it again.

Jiang Che, an intern, managed to dig it out from the pile of old documents and immediately sensed the trickery in it.

This level of insight goes beyond what the word "smart" can describe.

But what made Jiang Dahai's feelings even more complicated was another reason.

The person involved in that audit report was Zhao Guodong.

Zhao Guodong was his old subordinate whom he had trained and who had followed him for nearly twenty years.

In the early years after the Southwest Branch was established, Zhao Guodong carried large bags of materials all over the country to obtain approvals, living and working on construction sites. He single-handedly transformed the Southwest region from nothing into one of the group's core profit sources.

Jiang Dahai's trust in Zhao Guodong was never just empty words.

Yet this very same old subordinate secretly began embezzling company assets right under his nose.

For Jiang Dahai, this loss is more than just a financial one.

It feels terrible to be stabbed in the back by someone you trust.

Jiang Dahai remained silent for a while before speaking: "I actually noticed a long time ago that Zhao Guodong was dishonest."

"At the end of last year, the Southwest Branch had a material purchase payment, and the accounting process was exceptionally fast."

"It was so fast that I didn't even have time to figure out the details before the money was already transferred."

As Jiang Dahai spoke, he pulled out another document from the drawer.

"At the time, I asked the finance department to check the bank statements and found that the payee was a company called 'Hengtai Building Materials'."

"This company is registered in the southwest, and the legal representative is Zhao Guodong's brother-in-law."

Jiang Che took the document and glanced at it.

Hengtai Building Materials.

It's probably another shell company.

"I knew Zhao Guodong was pulling strings behind the scenes back then," Jiang Dahai said wearily, leaning back in his chair. "But what I didn't expect was that he was involved with your second uncle, and even the Ye family of Hong Kong."

Jiang Che put the documents back on the table. "So you've been waiting?"

"Yes, I'm waiting."

Jiang Dahai nodded. "Zhao Guodong has been with me for twenty years. He has made an indispensable contribution to the Southwest Branch's success today."

"So I want to give him a chance to see if he can pull back from the brink and turn back from the wrong path."