"Shall I accompany you?" Luo Xiaoqian stretched her arms and tried to get up.
"No, with you by my side, I'm afraid I won't be in the mood to work." Leng Zimo pushed her back onto the pillow and said, "Sleep well."
This week, she was working very hard, how could he bear to let her stay up late?
"Then...don't stay up too late."
"I know." Leng Zimo stood up and walked to the door, turned off the headlights, and raised his hand to close the bedroom door for her.
"Wait!" Luo Xiaoqian sat up hurriedly and looked at him through the half-open door, "Honey, good night!"
"Good night!" He smiled at her and gently closed the door tightly.
I walked to the sofa and sat down. I immediately turned on my computer, pulled up the information about the land, and looked at it carefully.
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Beijing.
The Leng family mansion.
The secretary in a suit pushed open the door and walked into the study room, placing a stack of information on Leng Lin's desk.
"Mr. Leng, here are the detailed information you want, including Mr. Leng Zimo's credit card consumption records and Miss Luo Xiaoqian's bank card records."
Leng Lin reached out and took the stack of information, flipped through it, and raised his eyebrows in confusion when he saw several copies of consumption records inside.
"that's it?"
"There are less than ten credit card consumption records in total. Except for a transfer of 100,000 yuan, they are all supermarket consumption records. The transfer of 100,000 yuan has also been found out and was transferred to the inpatient department of Qingdao People's Hospital.
A patient with terminal cancer paid by hand, and less than a week later, there was a repayment of 60,000 yuan. The repayment came from Ms. Luo Xiaoqian's savings card account. The source of the funds has also been identified.
It is her remuneration for commercial performances, and the remaining 40,000 yuan will be automatically repaid from Mr. Leng’s other related accounts at the end of the month.”
Leng Lin frowned, "Who is that patient?"
The secretary flipped through the backup information in his hand and said, "The patient's name is Li Sumin. She is 53 years old, female, and is a native of Qingdao. She has no biological relationship with Luo Xiaoqian. She is the mother of her ex-boyfriend Lu Hao."
"What about the others?" Leng Lin asked.
The secretary turned to the next page, "The two million in Miss Luo's card has not been touched. Later, there were more than one million transfers, which should be the dividends from the sales of her single CDs in Imperial Vision and the company's rewards and rewards to her.
Some remuneration for her business performance activities. Recently there were two transfers on her card, one of 200,000 was transferred to the account of a township health center in Ganzi, Sichuan, and the other 200,000 was transferred to a Sichuan disaster relief account.
Moreover, it is an anonymous donation, and apart from that, there are no records of large transfers or consumption.”
Leng Lin nodded and glanced at the secretary's face, "Is there anything else?"
"This matter has little to do with Miss Luo. It is about this patient Li Sumin. When I confirmed this information in the afternoon, I learned that she died this afternoon after resuscitation failed." The secretary looked at the information in his hand and said, "Others, just
there is none left."
"How many days are left until July 15th, the Hungry Ghost Festival?"
"three days left."
"Help me prepare the memorial supplies, remember to ask for two." Leng Lin waved his hand, "It's okay, you can get off work."
The secretary turned and left. Leng Lin opened the cabinet door on the side, opened the password box inside, and put the information into the box.
Noticing the brown paper bag in the lockbox, he carefully took out the bag and carefully took out the contents.
Name tags, epaulettes...all the things that represent a gentleman's identity are available.
