The atmosphere in the restaurant was depressed, Lin Jin suppressed the emotions on his body, sandwiched a chopstick of meat for Jiang Futing, and tried not to bring his feelings to his son as much as possible: "Eat more, don't get sick at the critical time of your study now!" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing responded, and Yu Guang inadvertently stayed in Jiang Chao's bowl that moved less than a third.

Lin Jin noticed Jiang Futing's gaze blocked: "Leave him alone, he's like that!" ”

Until after dinner, Jiang Futing cleaned up the table, and Lin Jin was busy in the kitchen.

He was about to go into the kitchen to ask, when the other party came out first with a plate containing a bowl of fragrant sweet porridge and a small plate of side dishes on the side.

The gaze on Lin Jin's face had already softened, and there was no longer the anger at the dinner table just now: "You bring this to your father, he has been busy lately, and his stomach is not very good, and he went out to drink two days ago, and he can't eat for the past two days." ”

"Okay." Jiang Futing took the plate and inadvertently touched Lin Jin's wet and cold fingertips before he could wipe it through.

Because a woman's fingertips often do housework, even if they are very careful to maintain, they still have some calluses, often touch the relationship of washing liquid, fingerprints are always wrinkled, can't see the lines clearly, and often peel off.

Jiang Futing stepped lightly and walked to the door of the study, holding the plate firmly with one hand and lightly pressing the door with the other.

"Come in." The bass inside sounded a little weak and tired.

Jiang Futing opened the door and brought the tray in.

Jiang Chao's desk was a little cluttered, with some scattered documents and notebooks placed everywhere, and the computer was crowded in one of the few small spaces, with high-strength coffee brewing on the side.

You can smell it from the gate.

Jiang Futing remembered that Lin Jin said that he had a bad stomach recently, so he unceremoniously took the coffee cup away, and the coffee inside was still steaming, and he had just brewed it.

But according to the stains left on the wall of the cup, I have already drunk most of the cup.

Jiang Chao looked up at him with a calm face, "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Futing ignored him and asked to himself, "Where to put it?" ”

Jiang Chao noticed what he was holding in his hand, and the seriousness on his face instantly eased a little, and he casually sorted out the paper in front of the computer, and squeezed out an extra gap: "That's it." ”

Jiang Futing brought him the porridge bowl and side dishes alone, and when his fingers touched the tabletop, he inadvertently glanced at a printed document on the side, "Yuanheng Charity Foundation's December Heart Disease Project Work Report"

In addition to the seal, the signature of the board of directors is still blank.

Below the work report are several financial statements of quarterly and project income and expenditure.

After Jiang Chao finished speaking, he continued to bury his head in the work in hand and did not look up again.

Jiang Futing looked at him silently for a long time, remembered Chen Jianan's words, and reminded: "The foundation should be more careful." ”

Jiang Chao stopped rolling his mouse-scrolling hand and looked at him keenly: "I know, don't be like your mother, I will find a reason to get out after this incident, and you too."

Don't worry about that, I really want to learn something, and I'll teach you some things about my own family after I graduate. ”

Jiang Futing didn't speak again, the impatience on Jiang Chao's face had already surged up again, and his hand holding the tray couldn't help but tighten, so he could only step lightly and carefully lead the door.

After handing over the things to Lin Jin, Jiang Futing didn't stay in the living room longer, returned to his room, and sat quietly in front of the computer.

He looked at the young man reflected in the dark screen, Junyi's appearance was already full of fierce maturity.

Jiang Futing's facial features are particularly delicate no matter which angle you look at, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, white lips and teeth, and the upturned eyetails are always fascinating, and the inner fluctuations hidden under the eyelids are constantly struggling against himself in the computer.

Time passed slowly.

He turned on his computer and cut into the programming interface.

The movements of the hands are skillful and flexible on the computer, the movements of the fingertips are fast, and in the black interface, the paragraphs of code are almost without pause on the computer and skip line after line on the computer.

Jiang Chao's work computer was very easy to hack, probably because the files were not stored often, only ordinary antivirus software, Jiang Futing basically slipped into his system without much effort.

His sharp eyes quickly swept every useful document, which was stuffed with various types of financial statements and other information, Jiang Chao did not have the habit of sorting out the information by himself, and most of the trivial matters were taken care of by the secretary.

The folder is even mixed with a lot of reports and information of your own company.

He patiently weeded out useless information and quickly filtered hundreds of files at a glance and ten lines.

Q4 Heart Disease Fundraising Project.

Jiang Futing clicked in, which contained some information on the initial infrastructure of the project, as well as some project application materials and review procedures, all of which were articles of association that would be published on the official website of the foundation.

There were still a lot of small document bags stored in the corresponding folder, Jiang Futing continued to scan quickly, and finally his eyes stopped on a form, which was called "New Quarterly Project Rescue Children Registration Form".

This is the information that Jiang Chao mentioned at the dinner table, and he himself couldn't figure out what the problem was.

The well-versed eyes in the computer flickered, and Jiang Futing quickly copied the file away.

Many of the remaining accounts are fake accounts that have been carefully handled by the financial department and need to be made public.

He cleaned up the traces while withdrawing, and the depths of his eyes became deep, Jiang Chao did not have any particularly useful information on his computer, and combined with Chen Jianan's meaning, it was very likely that many fathers did not know about it, so he paid special attention to it.

What did the Song family do?

And what happened to the doctors in Huaxia International Hospital that day?

Jiang Futing slowly browsed the information that had just been copied out by himself on the computer, and some names were deliberately marked in red by Jiang Chao, and clicking on the name would directly link to a detailed page.

A cursory look at the person whose name is marked is nothing special.

But really go to each compartment of information one by one

If you look at the past, you will find that those whose names are marked in red, there will always be one or two vague information, but you can't see any special name at a normal glance.

Generally, people who do data review probably don't think about it so much, and occasionally one or two seem to be normal, after all, most of the people in need of assistance are extremely poor, and there are also people who don't know where to live, or can't write because of lack of culture.

But now when you look at it as a whole, 60 percent of the markings are marked with a large patch of dazzling red.

Jiang Futing locked his eyebrows, no wonder Jiang Chao was also suspicious in his heart, it was quite obvious after putting it in the table.

It should be impossible for the people of the Song family not to know, but he just knows that he has to let his father do this.

The sudden vibration of his phone interrupted his thoughts.

Lowering his eyebrows, it was Bai Tang again, probably to urge him to the situation.

Jiang Futing closed the page and connected the phone, "Hey." ”

"Well, do you have a clue over there?" As soon as Bai Tang answered the phone, he couldn't wait to get to the point.

The moment Jiang Futing heard his voice, it seemed that his whole body had been washed by Ganquan, and the gloom in his heart would be dispelled a lot, knowing that the other party would be disappointed, he hesitated: "Not yet." ”

"·......" The other end of the phone is really quiet, probably really angry.

Jiang Futing patiently waited for his reply, and the two of them were silent for a few seconds into the microphone, and Bai Tang said with anger: "Did you not take it seriously at all to ask?" I'm telling you that this matter is a matter of human life, and if you don't get it right, that classmate of yours really won't live for a few days! ”

"I've asked, I'll ......," Jiang Futing was about to explain.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and he turned his head suddenly, and instinctively covered the microphone on his mobile phone with his other hand, and saw that the person was relieved.

Lin Jinzheng stood at the door with a glass of hot milk, looked at Shangjiang Futing for a moment, and explained gently: "You didn't hear me knocking on the door just now, I thought you were reading seriously." ”

Lin Jin looked at Jiang Futing's movements as he spoke, "What about on the phone?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing nodded, and the person on the other end of the phone thought that he was being impolite to hang him, and kept shouting.

couldn't stand Bai Tang's devastation, moved away a little bit of the hand holding the microphone, and said lightly: "Wait a minute, my mother is here." ”

The root of the ear finally regained its clarity.

Lin Jin looked at his cautious appearance, and was a little surprised in his heart, her son grew up so big, and he rarely talked to people on the phone, and he actually spoke in such a soft tone, his eyes flashed, and he smiled meaningfully: "Girlfriend? ”

Jiang Futing was stunned after hearing this, the tips of his ears instantly turned red, and he explained in a hurried tone: "Friend." ”

Lin Jin looked at his son's innocent appearance, and laughed uncontrollably: "What are you nervous about?" Even if you really have a girlfriend, Mom won't eat you! I'm not that unenlightened. ”

"Mom!" Jiang Futing clenched the microphone and shouted eagerly, afraid that this embarrassing conversation would be heard by the person on the other side of the mobile phone, so he explained again in an accentuated tone: "He is a male friend."

Friend! ”

"That's it!" Lin Jin's tone was light.

Jiang Futing felt that the smile of the woman in front of him was more meaningful, and after looking at her, it took him a long time before he realized the meaning of the smile, and the roots of his ears were as hot as if they were on fire, burning red.

He stood up and snatched the cup from Lin Jin's hand, hiding the embarrassment in his expression, and continued to drink coldly: "Mom, don't think about it, I'm going to study." ”

"Got it, got it." Before Lin Jin closed the door, he deliberately got stuck in the gap and took a second look.

Jiang Futing's cold gaze swept over, and the door was finally closed.

He quickly locked the house.

"Your mom is out?" The voice on the other end of the phone asked tentatively.

"Yes." Jiang Futing's body was tense all the time, and seeing that the other party didn't care about the strange conversation just now, he relaxed a little.

He returned to his position, took a sip of hot milk to moisten his throat, and said, "Your matter is more troublesome, our family is not involved much, if there is a follow-up discovery, I will contact you." ”

"Ahh The clear voice suddenly fell lonely.

Jiang Futing heard his rather regretful tone, and his heart moved, and he added: "I'll do it as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, wait for your follow-up news!"

After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath, and the moment Lin Jin spoke nonsense just now, his back was soaked, no less fright than the first time he met a ghost.

(End of chapter)