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Having a rare chance to sit in the co-pilot, Lei Meng squinted his eyes and pretended to be asleep, secretly observing Song Sifan from the corner of his eye.

Lei Meng realized Song Sifan's poor driving skills early on. Later, because Lei Meng was basically driving, he didn't have a very subjective understanding of how poor Song Sifan's driving skills were.Seizing the opportunity, he had a good experience——

In fact, Song Sifan drove very steadily, and the steering and braking were timely, but whenever he needed to accelerate or brake, he would subconsciously touch the gear lever first, and then slam on the accelerator or brake.Lei Meng observed secretly for a long time, and asked suspiciously: "Are you not used to driving a car with automatic transmission?"

"Well, yes, the cars I used to drive were basically manual transmission."

Manual transmission?

"It seems that you are not very rich..." As an ordinary citizen of China, Lei Meng has no awareness that most sports cars are manual transmissions. He naturally associates manual transmissions with low-end cars, and is somewhat narrow-minded. He, "Did you spend all the money you paid for the car on watches and cufflinks?"

Song Sifan didn't bother to explain, and slowly drove a small BMW through the bustling city streets.Raymond was about to climb up the pole and tease him again when the phone rang.He had no choice but to stop the topic, took out his phone and took a look, it was Lei Meng calling.

"Hello? Dear classmate Lei Meng, do you miss your brother?"

"Where are you?" Lei Meng's panicked voice came from the earpiece.

"I...in my colleague's car," Lei Meng quickly glanced at Song Sifan's expression, and continued when he saw no response, "I'll be home soon, what's the matter?"

"Dad suddenly fainted again, we have already called 120—"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Raymond interrupted her and asked eagerly, "How is Dad? Are you all right?"

"I don't know yet. We are on our way to the People's Hospital. If it's convenient for you, come along!"

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Lei Meng put away the line, squeezed the phone nervously, and said to Song Sifan a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, my dad suddenly fell ill, I have to go to the People's Hospital. Find a place Put me down, I'll take a taxi."

"This is the city center, it's difficult to take a taxi. Let me see you off." Song Sifan turned around at the next intersection and headed towards the hospital.

"Don't bother..." Lei Meng's tail voice dissipated in the roar of the small BMW that suddenly accelerated.

Song Sifan drove Lei Meng all the way to the emergency room downstairs, and followed Lei Meng out of the car: "Do you need me to go up and accompany you?"

"No, I'll call my sister and go back early."

"Okay." Song Sifan agreed, but did not leave in a hurry.

Raymond was about to ask him what else to do, but fell into a warm chest unexpectedly.

The familiar smell of aftershave immediately evokes Raymond's memories of being in the dark car.A sliver of rationality reminded him that this is a public place, and Song Sifan should be pushed away, but his emotions kept instigating him to reach out and hug him back.

Lei Meng and Heaven fought, and before they had time to react, Song Sifan quickly withdrew again.The warmth was fleeting, and Raymond looked at his fingers regretfully, wishing he had made a decision earlier.

Song Sifan withdrew his hand, looked at him and said softly, "Don't worry, uncle will be fine."

Raymond sniffled. Normally, he would have made a few jokes or made an inch of his head, but at this moment he was out of the mood to make a joke, and he replied sullenly: "Yes."

Saying goodbye to Song Sifan, Lei Meng called Lei Meng and rushed to Lei Zhentian's ward.Outside the door, Lei Meng stood quietly in the corner with her schoolbag on her back and her head bowed, looking cute and thin.The bag on her back was specially prepared for Lei Zhentian. Due to the uncertainty of cerebral hemorrhage, Li Yuping usually put Lei Zhentian's medical history information and commonly used medicines in a box, which can be carried to the hospital in an emergency.

Lei Meng stepped forward quickly and rubbed her hair: "Why are you standing outside?"

Lei Meng raised her head and blinked her red eyes: "When I received your call, my mother was afraid that you would not be able to find a place."

"Why are you alone, mother?"

"Stay with Dad inside."

"How is Dad?"

"You go and have a look." Lei Meng didn't say much, and pouted into the room, beckoning him to go in.

Lei Meng pushed open the door, and the curtains were drawn in the dark room. Lei Zhentian was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the wrinkles on his face were crisscrossed, his gray hair was dull and haggard, and he looked weaker than before.

Li Yuping sat hunched over in a corner, peeling an apple.Normally, she could connect the apple peel from the beginning to the end, but this time it broke after peeling twice. The table was full of short apple peels, like a crumbling hill.

Lei Meng touched it lightly, sat next to Li Yuping, and called her softly: "Mom."

Li Yuping raised her head as if waking up from a dream, and recognized the person in front of her: "Oh, are you here?"

"Well, Dad...how is it?" Raymond asked in a calm voice as he held back his sore nose.

"Woke up after resuscitating, the doctor said that there is no serious problem for the time being, and now I am asleep. I will have a comprehensive examination tomorrow to see if I am discharged home or..."

"Have you seen Dr. Li? What did he say?"

Li Yuping put down the apple in her hand, collected herself, her body trembled slightly, and said intermittently: "Doctor Li said...your father's intracranial pressure...has...reached a critical value, and it is not recommended...continue to use conservative medical treatment, Suggest... surgery..."

Li Yuping didn't continue talking, and Lei Meng didn't continue to ask, the room fell into a deathly silence, only the ECG monitor next to the hospital bed fluctuated up and down, reminding Lei Meng that he was still alive.

"Alas...your father's illness...what are you going to do? I...I can't make a decision..." Li Yuping covered her face, tears falling from between her fingers.Without the queen-like authority of her family, Li Yuping under great pressure is even more fragile than Lei Meng.

Lei Meng hugged her silently, and the beeping sound of the ECG monitor seemed to be urging him to answer.

People hesitate, are they afraid of not being able to bear the bad result, or are they afraid of the self who made the wrong decision?

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The next day Lei Zhentian stayed in the hospital for observation, and Lei Meng made an appointment to take a shift after get off work, take a taxi to Longxing, and drive a small car to Zia.As soon as I turned on the computer, I received an email from Xu Yao, telling him the new account number and password.

Lei Meng logged into the yellow system according to the instructions, and a company project management system called "Wenwu" popped up.At first, he thought that the account number was wrong, but soon he found that all of Zia's items were in it, and even items that were not in the blue system were included in the yellow system.

Lei Meng typed the keyword "Hengwei" to search, and sure enough, it was completed normally in the yellow system.

【Cute】:...

[Yaoyao Chek troubles]: What's wrong?This system interface is exactly the same as Zia's interface, so there shouldn't be any problems.

[Meng Meng Da]: There's nothing wrong...the problem is big, okay!My previous aborted projects were all finished!Neither do I!Know!road!

[Yaoyao Chek Nao]: It's normal that you don't know. In fact, except for the company's executives and project management department, many people don't know the existence of this system.Zia’s very confidential projects only have two systems, the blue system is used to deal with financial audits, and the civil and military yellow system is the real cost control.

[Meng Meng Da]: I saw it. I compared the income and expenditure of Hengwei's two systems, and found that the remaining money for completing the project in the yellow system was transferred away.

No wonder Song Sifan said that all project administrators are dealers... Then everyone involved should get a share of the money that was transferred.

Lei Meng finally understood the reason why Song Sifan was excluded. The entire Zia Machinery Company has formed a huge network of relationships from top to bottom, and interests have brought everyone together.

Song Sifan was an outside airborne director, he was not trusted in the first place, and he refused to be recruited, so he would naturally be hostile by the whole department and even the whole company.Not only the entire project management department, it is estimated that Song Sifan has suffered a lot from the personnel department and the finance department.Xu Yao was better than him. Although he was not dyed, he had to obey the rules of the dye vat.

[Yaoyao Cheke Nao]: I will send you a form, and you can change the cost and consumables of the Yongsheng project according to this.

In the blue system, Song Sifan has already calculated the raw materials that need to be purchased and made the order, but no matter how economical the blue system's books are, in fact, other relevant departments receive them according to the yellow system.All the costs and consumable prices in the form that Raymond got were several times higher than the market value. If the advance payment was transferred out according to this amount, the remaining money would not be enough to support the completion of the project.

When Song Sifan handed over the raw material purchase order and the finance department paid for the raw materials according to the yellow system, the project budget would be exceeded.Without project funding, the project will naturally die.And the money transferred out, except for the completion of this project, the profits went into the pockets of the people in the net.

Lei Meng operated the yellow system step by step according to Xu Yao's instructions. He felt like stepping into a swamp, and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank. The darkness under the swamp was shocking.

[Meng Meng Da]: I think... a bit scary...

[Yaoyao Cheke Nao]: In fact, most of the orders are still normal, after all, we need to maintain the most basic operation of Zia Machinery Company.In fact, the black-box operations are all carefully selected high-profit projects. Those people are very shrewd and will not easily reveal their flaws.

[Meng Meng Da]: So we are... have we entered the tiger's den?

[Yaoyao Chek trouble]: Stop talking nonsense, lose quickly, and there will be a good show after losing.

The author has something to say: I made a decision with the encouragement of the director, I hope it is not another fire pit.

The gay friends who posted with me are all finished!Knot!up!

And a full ten more than me!Ten thousand!Character!

There is simply no way to express Zhou Geng's fucking mood...

PS: You should be able to see it within the three chapters you are looking forward to 0^0