Fu Siming wasn't lying; he did indeed have work to do and went to Ang's office.
The blackout curtains were drawn tightly, so from the outside, it was impossible to tell that the lights were on inside.
Ang casually tossed the folder on the table into his hand. "Take a look. I think Sun Jiming came here this time because of you. The minister applied for early retirement in the second half of the year, and this guy doesn't want to miss out on this position. But he also has a father-in-law who can put in a lot of influence. He wants to use the Jiangcheng International Cooperation Zone to make a name for himself."
In a few words, I gave a brief introduction to Sun Jiming's visit to Jiangcheng.
Fu Siming casually browsed through what Ang had found out.
Actually, it took some effort to obtain this information; An Qiming had to use some unconventional methods.
He recalled the Li Xinyi and her daughter he had met that evening and asked, "What about his wife's information?"
"Oh, here it is." While handing it over, he said, "He and his wife rarely make public appearances. He brought them along this time, probably because he wanted to use the power of her family, Li Zhi, the military commander, to help him get promoted."
Ang choked back a breath, "Actually, he's a man from a poor background who has achieved success!"
Fu Siming glanced at the screen casually and realized that it was no wonder the interaction between the family of three at the banquet that evening seemed so strange.
After turning the last page, he frowned, seemingly not finding what he was looking for.
"What did they find out about the orphanage project at Song Xingyao Hospital?"
"Not yet. The project seems fine so far. Do you think there's a problem?"
He pondered for a moment, "The dean said that Song Xingyao was specifically assigned to be in charge of this project. I find that strange. It seems deliberate and too obvious. Please continue to keep an eye on it for me, and let me know immediately if there are any problems."
"OK."
After Ang agreed, a moment of hesitation appeared on his face.
Fu Siming interrupted him directly: "Just say what you have to say."
"Can you help me find someone in Jiangcheng?"
Hearing him say that, Fu Siming leaned against the cabinet door behind him and chuckled, "How come there are still people you can't find?"
"..." I knew he was going to tease me; I should have known better than to say it.
After thinking for a moment, he nodded. "Yes, I also find it strange. I only found out that she went back to Jiangcheng, but there has been no trace of her since. You are more familiar with Jiangcheng than I am, so please help me see if there is any news about her."
Ang pulled out an A4 sheet of paper from the drawer. It only had Lin Qingyi's photo, name, and some simple information on it, with no other content.
Fu Siming only glanced at it before agreeing.
On the way back to the suburbs, Li Xinyi was holding her child in the spacious back seat. Sun Hui, who had been too nervous at the banquet, had already fallen asleep in Li Xinyi's arms.
With her brows furrowed, Li Xinyi reached out and smoothed them.
Looking at the two bodyguards sitting upright in the front row, I felt a bit conflicted.
He certainly knew why Sun Jiming had brought the mother and daughter to Jiangcheng this time, since they had been separated there before.
If that woman weren't so low-class, she thought Sun Jiming would definitely have taken the mother and son home.
Thinking about her daughter's condition tonight, Li Xinyi suddenly felt that Sun Hui's situation shouldn't be left unchecked; she clearly could recover...
She looked down at the sleeping child in her arms and made up her mind.
The next day, Song Xingyao sent the child back to school and then returned to her research lab.
After thinking about it, she called Dean Yang and arranged a time to go over and conduct a preliminary investigation into the children's situation.
When Yang Yi received Song Xingyao's call, he was extremely excited and asked several times, "Okay, okay, Dr. Song, when are you coming? I'll make some preparations here."
"Actually, there's no need to prepare anything, otherwise we won't be able to see the real situation. I'll go over some time this afternoon. There's no need to say anything to the children, so they won't feel uncomfortable."
"Okay, okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Song Xingyao realized that Dean Yang's enthusiasm was truly beyond her imagination, and that she had indeed thought a lot about the children.
She drove around to the orphanage herself and found that the location of the orphanage was very strange. It was located in the far suburbs, but the decoration was very different from the style of the houses in the neighborhood. Instead, it looked like... a private school building.
She thought of the corporate sponsors on the list, but they all ended up like this, without even choosing a more convenient location.
She looked around the interior and found that it did provide some basic functions, but it wasn't very convenient to get to the city center.
Dean Yang saw her car from afar and stood at the door waiting.
Yang Yi greeted her warmly: "Dr. Song, you've finally arrived! Let me introduce you. This is Liu Shanshan, our dormitory supervisor, and this is Dr. Song."
Liu Shanshan reached out her hand to Song Xingyao.
Song Xingyao said, "Don't call me Dr. Song anymore. It might put pressure on the children. Besides, we're not in a hospital now. Just call me Xingyao or Teacher Song."
"Okay, okay, Teacher Song is so thoughtful. Let's take a tour of the facility first. The children are still having classes. Because the location here is rather remote, we've hired a special teacher to teach them."
Song Xingyao simply asked, "The school buildings look quite new, so why were they located here?"
“Oh, Teacher Song, you don’t know, this place used to be a primary school in the surrounding villages. But because there were hardly any people left in this area, the primary school was abandoned. At first, we didn’t have much money. Although there were a lot of sponsorships, it wasn’t easy to find a good piece of land. It just so happened that the school was vacant, so the village chief of the nearby village rented this land to me at a low price. At that time, in order to give the children a place to settle down, we decided to settle here.”
Song Xingyao nodded and followed them around the school building to get a general understanding of the orphanage's basic situation. Just then, the school bell rang.
Standing upstairs, Song Xingyao saw a group of children running out of the classroom and playing in twos and threes in the open space. She stopped to observe.
I had already seen the basic information about the child that Yang Yi showed her before, but I still felt strange when I saw it with my own eyes.
They're all middle school kids, so why are they dressed so maturely? Some girls are applying tinted lip balm with small mirrors, while others are busy smoothing their hair.
...
Seeing Song Xingyao's expression, Liu Shanshan was about to explain.
Yang Yi said somewhat embarrassedly, "Teacher Song, as you can see, children of this age are particularly concerned about their appearance and are rebellious. Actually, I came here this time to help them correct some of their misconceptions about adolescence. I know you are an expert in child psychology, and the combined efforts of a few teachers are far from sufficient to achieve the effect of professional psychological education. So if you have any concerns, you can tell me, and I will definitely do my best to help you resolve them. I really hope you won't give up on these children."
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