After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 91 Substandard Raw Materials

Song Qiao complained.

"How could I be worthy of you if I grew into a dwarf?"

"Alright, stop joking around. Drive carefully on your way back."

Song Qiao opened the car door and got out.

At the main gate, the security guard saw her and immediately stood at attention: "Good morning, Chairman Song!"

"I'll be staying at the company tonight. If General Manager Jiang or Secretary Zhao comes to the company, please call me in advance."

Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya are both ruthless and heartless, so Song Qiao has to be wary of them.

"Yes! I understand."

When Song Qiao came to the company, she first investigated the personnel arrangements, and the security guard at the main gate also looked at the resumes.

I know that the security guard at the company entrance is a recently discharged soldier. I can't remember his name, but he's a soldier like Song Jianguo.

After taking a couple of steps, Song Qiao stopped and turned to look at the security guard: "What's your name?"

"My name is Wang Yibo. Like the former chairman, I am a retired soldier."

Song Qiao nodded with satisfaction in her eyes: "Very good, I thank you for your support and trust on behalf of my father."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yibo hurriedly waved his hand, saying, "I can't accept what Chairman Song said. These are all part of my job."

Seeing Song Qiao come to the company so late, Wang Yibo's eyes showed admiration. Like father, like daughter.

When Song Qiao arrived at the office, she first checked the surveillance footage. She saw that after she left in the afternoon, Zhao Xiaoya angrily swept everything off the table. She continued watching and only saw Zhang Yao come in twice. No one else came in, so she turned off the surveillance.

Next, Song Qiao turned on the surveillance footage to her home and found that only Zhang Dalan was on the sofa; Jiang Ming, Zhao Xiaoya, and Jiang Xiaoran were not there.

Song Qiao knew that the family had either gone to the Moon Palace or gone out for dinner and hadn't returned yet.

After turning off the surveillance, Song Qiao took out the resumes of four engineers from the drawer and looked at them.

These four engineers were all personally interviewed by Song Jianguo. They all had expertise in building design, interior layout, and architecture.

After reviewing the documents, Song Qiao decided to invite them to a meeting at the company the next morning.

After making up her mind, Song Qiao called Zhang Yao.

"Hey! Chairman Song."

Zhang Yao was looking at his phone in his company apartment when he saw it was Song Qiao's number and quickly answered.

"Notify those ten engineers that there will be a meeting at 8:30 tomorrow morning."

Although Song Qiao studied architecture, he was still a novice compared to these engineers. To master quality, he had to start by learning from these engineers.

"I'll call right away!"

Just as Zhang Yao was about to end the call, Song Qiao said again, "Starting tomorrow, you can arrange your own time to go to driving lessons. If I need anything, I'll call you and you can come back. If I don't call you, just focus on learning to drive for now."

Song Qiao paid Zhang Yao's tuition. He had already passed the first subject, and the next step was the second subject.

"I understand, Chairman Song!"

After ending the call with Song Qiao, Zhang Yao secretly vowed to work hard to repay the Song family for their support.

When Wang Xiangwen called, it was already 11 p.m. Song Qiao was still looking at documents when she saw the number on her phone and answered.

"Hey!"

"Ms. Song, I'm sorry to call you so late. I just wanted to ask, now that I've found the child, when are you going to keep your promise?"

Song Qiao thought for a moment but didn't expose Wang Xiangwen's lie. She asked on the phone, "Do you need money to treat Xiaohua's illness?"

Song Qiao's words stunned Wang Xiangwen: "Miss Song... are you mistaken?"

“If you want some money from me to pay for your child’s medical treatment, I can consider helping you. But if you try to get money from me again through such deception, I’ll consider sending you to jail.”

Wang Xiangwen realized he'd been exposed and stammered, "Miss Song... how did you know?"

Song Qiao smiled and said, "Don't you think you can fool me with such a poor acting skill? I've already taken Xiao Hua's hair for a paternity test, and Xiao Hua is not my daughter."

After telling the truth, Song Qiao didn't forget to warn Wang Xiangwen: "If it weren't for Xiao Hua, the police would have come looking for you and your wife this afternoon."

"Miss Song... I'm so sorry, I really had no other choice. I don't want this child to be like this. I've even lent her money for treatment. Otherwise, if we're both gone, how will she live?"

Song Qiao said on the phone, "I understand how you feel as parents, but what you are doing is deception, and it's illegal."

"Miss Song, I beg you, please don't sue me! I promise I won't do it again!"

Wang Xiangwen, sitting opposite him, was so frightened that sweat streamed down his face, and he kept begging for mercy.

"I won't hold you responsible this time. Wang Xiangwen, remember this: only money earned through your own hard work is truly worth spending. And let me give you a piece of advice: don't have any more of these opportunistic ideas in the future."

Wang Xiangwen on the other side kept agreeing and expressing his gratitude.

After Song Qiao ended the call with him, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

Lying in bed, Xiaohua's mother, seeing her husband like this, hurriedly asked, "What did she say?"

“She already knows that Xiaohua is our child, not an adopted child. She took a piece of Xiaohua’s hair today to do a paternity test.”

Xiaohua's mother was also quite frightened when she heard this. After calming down, she complained to her husband, "It was all your fault for coming up with this terrible idea. Luckily, this Miss Song is kind, otherwise I would have been implicated and gone to jail because of you."

"How about we return the two thousand yuan she gave us another day? What if she gets angry and sues us?"

"Okay! I'll take the money and send it to her tomorrow."

After the couple discussed it, they went to bed. That night, Wang Xiangwen had several nightmares in which he was taken away by the police.

The next morning, he took the two thousand yuan and prepared to deliver it to Song Qiao.

But not knowing where Song Qiao lived, he called her again.

At 8:30 a.m., Song Qiao was in a meeting with four engineers when she saw the number on her phone and chose to reject the call.

When the engineers learned that Song Qiao also studied architecture, they reported their work to her.

"Chairman Song, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"That's what Chen Zhenshan, the engineer in charge of the celebrity residence, said."

"Mr. Chen, please speak!"

"The houses in Mingliu Mansion are the most expensive per square meter in Jiangcheng, but some of the steel and cement used are substandard. Recently, a truckload of goods delivered were also substandard."

Upon hearing this, Song Qiao immediately asked, "Where are the substandard goods now?"

"It's sitting in the warehouse. I asked General Manager Jiang for permission, and he said I could use it, but I'm afraid the quality won't be up to standard, so I haven't dared to use it. If I don't use it, we'll have to stop work. I don't know whether to use it or not. If I use it, I can't guarantee the quality of the building."

Upon hearing this, Song Qiao immediately said, "It cannot be used. Stop using it immediately, even if it means stopping production."

After saying this, Song Qiao looked at the other engineers and asked, "Are there any other projects using substandard building materials?"

“We also have one there, but the model is different from the previous ones.”

“I also have two truckloads. I asked General Manager Jiang for permission, and he said it would be fine to mix them in.”

“We have some too. It was delivered yesterday. I asked the boss, and he said it was General Manager Jiang who sent it!”