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

Since we're using documents as bait, the content of those documents must be genuine enough.

Anything too fake could be seen through at a glance by the people behind Lu Ziang.

However, if it's genuine information from within Jiang Sheng Group, that would be too risky.

After much deliberation, Jiang Che decided to focus his attention on the Binhai New City project.

Lin Zhengyang had already shown him the accounts of the Southwest Branch and the Port City branch, and it was clear that the 3 billion yuan project funds in Binhai were indeed at risk of being misappropriated and laundered.

Then he can make a fuss about this premise.

Jiang Che quickly wove a document framework in his mind.

Risks of broken capital chains, abnormal offshore accounts, involvement of Gangcheng Yingheng Capital... these elements are all real.

But to reassemble them in an alarmist way.

The document was designed to convince those who saw it that cracks had appeared inside the giant ship that was capable of capsizing.

Jiang Che stood up and paced around the music room, explaining his general ideas to Su Qinghe.

Regarding the documents, he intends to present them as partially true and partially false.

For example, you can add some real financial data, but make slight modifications to the key figures.

Combined with the deficit in the accounts of the Southwest branch, a false but reasonable crisis was fabricated, and so on.

As Su Qinghe watched his retreating figure and listened to him confidently recount his upcoming plans, a small smile involuntarily curved her eyebrows.

Her A-Che will always be so outstanding.

Once you've made up your mind, you can quickly deduce what the next step should be in your mind.

"In that case, I'll finish making it tonight, so I don't forget about it after a good night's sleep."

Jiang Che stopped, turned around and walked towards her, bending down to place a warm kiss on her forehead: "Go back to the bedroom and take a hot shower first, I'll be done soon and come back to keep you company."

Su Qinghe tilted her head up and pecked him on the chin, her voice soft and sweet: "Then don't stay up too late."

"it is good."

Jiang Che first escorted Su Qinghe back to her bedroom, then turned and went to the study.

After turning on his computer, he first pulled up the accounting data that Lin Zhengyang had sent him.

The screen was filled with dense numbers, which he quickly scanned, selecting a few genuine transaction records.

The Southwest Branch's building materials procurement contract with Ruichang Construction, the abnormal remittance records to Gangcheng Yingheng Capital, and the prepayment flow of the Binhai New City project in the third quarter.

These numbers are all real, but he will put some thought into the part where he draws the conclusion.

They exaggerate potential vulnerabilities into imminent crises and portray risks that have not yet occurred as collapses that are already happening.

With the data ready, the next step is to edit the file content.

Jiang Che's fingers began to tap rapidly on the keyboard.

The document is headed by Jiang Sheng Group, and the date at the end is five days ago.

The tone was businesslike, and the wording was restrained and serious.

The entire document looks exactly like a top-secret report submitted to higher-ups.

Jiang Che used Lin Zhengyang's true report as a basis, gradually adding fabricated crisis predictions into it.

He nearly doubled the financial hole of the Southwest branch, characterized the abnormal flow of funds in the Gangcheng account as a "precursor to a broken capital chain," and described the Binhai New City project as having a "liquidity gap of more than 1.5 billion."

It's all fake, but it's all based on real data.

It wasn't until 1 a.m. that Jiang Che finally closed the document with satisfaction and saved the file to a brand new encrypted USB drive.

He set up five layers of encryption, using the currently mainstream AES-256 encryption algorithm.

Deciphering it was quite difficult, but given the technical capabilities of Liu Wei's team, it wasn't too challenging.

The password is too simple; Lu Ziang will become suspicious.

It's too complicated; he can't figure it out.

This level of difficulty, which requires some effort but isn't exactly easy, is just right.

Jiang Che also implanted a location tracking program and a log reading program into the USB flash drive firmware. Once the USB flash drive is inserted into a new device, it will automatically send the IP address and location information.

After doing all this, he put the USB drive in his pocket, turned off the light, and went back to his bedroom.

The bedroom was pitch black, with only a bedside lamp lit.

Jiang Che walked to the bedside and found that Su Qinghe was already curled up asleep in the quilt.

Her loose black hair was spread on the pillow, and her breathing was even and gentle.

The plaster dolls on the bedside stand side by side, with Sage and Jetwind facing each other, like two little sentinels guarding the dream.

After washing up quietly, Jiang Che lifted the covers and lay down next to Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe felt the warmth coming from beside her, and groggily turned over, her arm naturally draped over his waist, and she buried her face in his chest and rubbed against him.

Jiang Che lowered his head and placed a kiss on the top of her head before closing his eyes.

……

The next day.

The sound of birdsong outside the window seeped into the room through the glass.

Su Qinghe was still fast asleep, while Jiang Che opened his eyes around seven o'clock as usual.

Without waking her, he quietly finished washing up, changed his clothes, and stuffed the encrypted USB drive into his pocket.

Liu Anping then drove him to Peking University.

It was almost eight o'clock when I got back to the dormitory.

The dormitory building was unusually quiet on the weekend, with no hurried footsteps like those before class on weekdays.

Jiang Che pushed open the door to dormitory 412 and found that only Lu Ziang was inside.

Xu Wenbin and Song Mingxuan have disappeared.

Lu Ziang was leaning against the bed scrolling through his phone when he saw Jiang Che come in. He looked up and smiled at him.

His tone remained that harmless, gentle one: "Old Jiang? Why are you back on the weekend?"

"Oh, I left something in the dorm, so I came back to get it."

Jiang Che smiled and explained, then walked to his desk, took out two textbooks from the drawer, and casually picked up the charger on the table, his movements relaxed and natural.

After confirming that Lu Ziang hadn't noticed him, he turned slightly to the side, his back to Lu Ziang, and used his body as cover to slip the USB drive into the gap between several textbooks on the table.

Although this location is not in the exact center of the desktop and cannot be seen at a glance, it is easy to find if you look carefully.

After doing all this, Jiang Che straightened up and casually tucked the textbook under his arm.

"Old Lu, I've finished getting my things, I'm leaving now."

"Okay, drive carefully."

Lu Ziang's voice came from behind.

The moment the dormitory door closed behind him, Jiang Che's cheerful expression changed drastically from one second to the next.

Now that the bait has been cast, all that's left is to wait for the fish to bite.

As he went downstairs, he took out his phone and sent a message to Su Qinghe.

[Qinghe, are you awake?]

Su Qinghe replied quickly:

[I'm already up~ I was unhappy when I woke up this morning without a kiss from my husband. Honey, can you bring me some pan-fried buns from the school cafeteria to make up for it?]

[Okay, I'll be home in half an hour. You get ready and wait for me in the dining room.]