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

Deputy Director Li took it.

"The other party's condition was that I take my project plan and leave my current team to join their company for incubation, and they promised to provide 500,000 yuan in start-up capital and full operational support."

Song Mingxuan's voice was flat: "I refused."

He then pulled out a second document, "This is a record of the same person sending a complaint letter to the organizing committee using a different email address less than 24 hours after I rejected him."

"How do you know it's the same person?" The disciplinary committee member leaned forward.

"Because the corporate email address she uses has the same company's domain."

Song Mingxuan unfolded the third document, which was Lu Ziang's technical tracing report.

IP address, domain name registration information, and business registration information—all these links point to the same name.

Wang Lihua.

"In other words," Song Mingxuan said, lining up the three documents on the table, "first try to recruit people; if that fails, then report them."

"This so-called anonymous whistleblower letter is, from beginning to end, a commercial attack."

The atmosphere in the meeting room changed.

Manager Zhou looked rather grim. He probably realized that his earlier reminder in the cafeteria had, to some extent, been used against him.

The disciplinary committee member took the three documents, glanced through them, and handed them to Deputy Director Li, asking, "Can you guarantee the authenticity of these materials?"

"The chat logs have screenshots and the MD5 checksum of the original files, the emails have complete email header information, and the company information comes from publicly available data from the National Enterprise Credit Information Publicity System."

Lu Ziang replied, "If the school needs further verification, I can cooperate with the technical department to conduct cross-validation."

Deputy Director Li closed the document and exchanged glances with the two people next to him.

The disciplinary committee member stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to everyone, and made a phone call. He kept his voice very low, and only a few words could be heard.

Two minutes later he turned back and sat down.

"Today's review is now concluded." Deputy Director Li closed his laptop. "Based on the materials you submitted, the project funds were used clearly, the data links were complete, and the team's division of labor was clear. The allegations mentioned in the whistleblower letter are all unfounded."

She looked at Jiang Che, "Your eligibility to participate is restored immediately."

Xu Wenbin let out a long breath and leaned back in his chair.

"In addition," Deputy Director Li added, "regarding Jiang Che's initiative to disclose his family background and submit a statement of recusal, the organizing committee, after discussion, has decided to include your team's transparency mechanism as a positive reference case in this year's Challenge Cup and incorporate it into the judging guidelines."

Zhou, the person in charge, chimed in, "In the future, if any participating team is involved in similar disputes, they can refer to your approach and proactively disclose and explain the situation. This is much better than passively accepting investigations."

The disciplinary committee staff handed the review conclusion to the table and asked the five members to sign it one by one.

Jiang Che turned to the last page. In addition to restoring his eligibility to participate, the paper also stated that his recusal statement was no longer a necessary condition, and whether to change the team leader was up to the team to decide.

Song Mingxuan pushed the pen back, "You're still the team leader. I'll handle the defense. Don't confuse the two."

"Old Song is right," Xu Wenbin replied quickly. "If you mention quitting again, I'll put the complaint on your bedroom door and watch you every day."

Jiang Che signed his name in the captain's confirmation column and did not continue arguing.

After leaving the meeting room, Zhou, the person in charge, chased after them into the corridor and called them back.

"The school will conduct a separate investigation into the misuse of the anonymous reporting channel, and the case of external personnel stealing student files will also be handed over to the legal department."

Jiang Che put away the review notice. "Thank you, Professor Zhou. We only request that the investigation results be made public."

Zhou, the person in charge, nodded and added, "The school competition defense is scheduled for next week. You've already been delayed by a few days, so you need to hurry up with the materials."

……

In the afternoon, the Department of Geriatrics at Peking Union Medical College Hospital temporarily admitted a patient transferred from the port city.

Bai Yuning opened the medical record. The patient's name was Shen Lanzhi. She had heart failure complicated by lung infection and was also experiencing transient loss of consciousness upon admission.

After checking the situation at the bedside, she was about to contact the family when the old man managed to squeeze out a few indistinct words from under his oxygen mask.

"Hehe... I want to see Hehe..."

Bai Yuning gestured to the nurse beside her to get the old man's phone.

Two bodyguards from the Ye family were standing nearby. As soon as the nurse picked up the old man's phone, one of them reached out and stopped her.

"Old Mrs. Shen needs to rest and recuperate. No one can be contacted except by those authorized by President Ye."

"She's a patient, not a criminal." Bai Yuning walked over. "Hand over her phone to the nurse for safekeeping. She has the right to contact her family once she's awake."

The man produced a power of attorney, stating, "Mr. Ye is her immediate family member and also her medical trustee."

Bai Yuning glanced at the signature; the three characters "Ye Yunjin" were written clearly.

She returned to her office and retrieved the transfer records.

The only emergency contact was Ye Yunjin, but Hehe, whom the elderly man repeatedly mentioned, did not appear in any of the family information.

Bai Yuning closed the door and dialed Jiang Che's number.

Are you with Qinghe?

"I just came out of the administration building, what's wrong?"

"I treated an elderly woman named Shen Lanzhi, who was Ye Yunjin's mother."

"When the old woman was lucid, she kept saying she wanted to find Xiao Qinghe, and there were people guarding her outside the ward, not allowing her to contact the outside world."

Jiang Che asked, "Qinghe's maternal grandmother?"

"Yes, her medical condition is genuine, and her heart condition is not optimistic. But the Ye family sent her to my department and forbade her to contact Qinghe. The arrangement is too deliberate."

Bai Yuning took a picture of the authorization letter and sent it over, saying, "I have people in the hospital, so you don't need to rush over."

"I'm worried that Ye Yunjin deliberately set up a scene in the hospital room, just waiting for Qinghe to come to her."

"Okay, I understand," Jiang Che said solemnly.

Just as she hung up the phone, Su Qinghe's cell phone rang.

The sender was Ye Yunjin.

In the photo, Shen Lanzhi is lying in a hospital bed with an oxygen tube connected to her nose.

The last two sentences are: Grandma is critically ill, she wants to see you.

I came to Peking Union Medical College Hospital alone before 6 p.m. tonight.

After discussing it for a while, the two felt that although Ye Yunjin was not up to anything good, going to check on her should not cause any trouble.

Ye Yunjin wouldn't go so far as to openly do anything to Su Qinghe in the hospital.

In the evening, the two rushed to the hospital, and then Su Qinghe went to visit Shen Lanzhi alone.

After pushing open the ward door, Su Qinghe walked to the bedside, hesitated for a moment, and then softly called out "Grandma".

After all, she neither knew nor had any feelings for this old woman. She didn't even want to acknowledge Ye Yunjin's identity as her mother, let alone her maternal grandmother.

The only reason he could utter a cry was out of pity for the old man, who was in such a pitiful state.

Hearing the noise, Shen Lanzhi reached her hand out from under the covers and groped for the back of her hand.

"Hehe, it really is you..."

Su Qinghe bent down and placed the old woman's hand against her cheek. "It's me, Grandma."

Shen Lanzhi took a few breaths, said nothing, and directly pulled a key from under her pillow.

This has left Su Qinghe completely bewildered.

"Hehe, take this. If you have the chance... go to the Ye family's old house and use this key to open the camphor wood cabinet in the west wing."

The old man put the key into her hand, saying, "The truth about the year you were born, and why you were taken away and left to wander outside for so many years... is locked inside."

"Don't believe what others tell you about the truth; you must see for yourself."