After just two days of rest, piles of documents were already placed on his desk. Wang Zhaomou looked at the documents in his hand about the sales of the shopping mall in last quarter and lowered his eyes without saying a word.
There were three knocks on the office door, and the assistant secretary opposite Wang Zhaomou went to open the door. When he saw that the person coming was Lao Qi*, he left the office voluntarily.
Since two weeks ago, Mr. Wang has stipulated that when Lao Qi comes to report on work, there cannot be a third person on site.
Although everyone was puzzled, they could only obey the boss's request.
"Boss, Ji Lianhuo's family situation has been investigated clearly." Lao Qi held a document and stood upright in front of his desk.
"Wait a moment." Wang Zhaomou held a black pen between his fingers and signed the report slowly.
Lao Qi waited quietly, looking at the hand with slightly slender joints. The joints were prominent when holding the pen, and the skin was made whiter by the black pen.
After closing the pen and putting the documents aside, Wang Zhaomou adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, leaned against the boss's chair, and looked at Lao Qi indifferently, his posture inexplicably showing a bit of laziness.
Lao Qi quickly opened the file, followed the information on it, and read it carefully.
"Ji Lianhuo, male, 18 years old, lives at No. 63, Anmin Lane, North Street, Su City.
His father, Ji An, is deceased; his mother, Li Xiaoyan, is deceased; his brother, Ji Liancheng, is deceased; his sister-in-law..."
"Stop for a moment." Ji Lianhuo put one hand on his forehead and said, "Pick someone alive."
Lao Qi paused, touched the tip of his nose with innocent eyes, searched for the document for a moment, and then continued to report.
"Ji Lianhuo's grandpa, Li Qiao is 82 years old and has inconvenient legs and feet. According to neighbors, he has not seen Mr. Li go out for a long time.
Li Qiao's son Li Daquan, forty-three years old, has an ex-wife in Zhucheng and no children.
According to the news from neighbors, Li Daquan was addicted to gambling and a bad person. He often beat up his father and Ji Lianhuo. He would do anything for money and often committed petty theft. He was sent to the police station several times. "
Wang Zhaomou put his finger on his forehead and motioned for Lao Qi to continue speaking.
"Only Ji Dabao is left." Lao Qi straightened the documents in his hands and placed them in front of Wang Zhaomou.
Wang Zhaomou glanced at the document in front of him. There was a two-inch photo of Ji Lianhuo with a red background on it. The boy's eyes were bright and his facial features had not yet grown, but he could see his clear outline. He would definitely be even more stunning when he matures.
In the personal information column, there is a large space recording Ji Lianhuo's awards from childhood to major awards.
With his good grades, Ji Lianhuo was admitted to Sucheng No. 1 Middle School from the high school entrance examination. His grades in high school have always been good. In the last mock test before high school, Ji Lianhuo's score was among the top ten in his grade.
Absolutely a good seedling.
Wang Zhaomou could imagine that if there were no family members to drag him down, even if he was not found by the Leng family, Ji Lianhuo could definitely go to a first-class university and have a good life with his own efforts.
As a high school student, if Wang Zhaoyun had one-fifth of Ji Lianhuo's efforts, the old man would be able to wake up laughing even if he fell asleep.
Wang Zhaomou tapped his fingers on the table and suddenly noticed a problem.
"There's no adoption information here?"
"Adopted?" Lao Qi looked confused, "Who is adopted?"
"Check further." Wang Zhaomou handed over the information about Ji Lianhuo in front of him. After a moment of pause, he suddenly realized something and took the page back.
He must not investigate the information related to Ji Lianhuo and the Leng family in advance, otherwise when the Leng family comes, they will easily find him while looking for their children.
When the time comes, his kindness to Ji Lianhuo will be regarded as a malicious bargaining chip, and the result will be in vain.
Lao Qi reached out to take it, and the next moment he saw his boss taking back the paper. After a while, he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
"That's it. No need to investigate any more." Wang Zhaomou stood up from the boss's chair, packed all the documents about Ji Lianhuo and put them in his desk drawer.
Lao Qi was a little confused, but he obediently crossed out the line "Check the information about Ji Lianhuo and his family members" on his notepad.
The office door rang three times. Lao Qi quickly went to open the door. The secretary stood in front of the door and pointed at the schedule in his hand.
"Mr. Wang, the appointment time for the person in charge of the children's playground has come."
Wang Zhaomou nodded, as if remembering something, he picked up the note pad on his desk, quickly wrote down a series of numbers, and handed it to Lao Qi.
"Go find Ji Lianhuo today, give him my number, and tell him that if he encounters difficulties, he can call me."
"No problem, boss." Lao Qi took the note and walked out of the office quickly.
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• Lao Qi* - Lao mean Old. This is the term for Old Qi in chinese. I decided to use it for future chapters.
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