The man's voice on the other end abruptly stopped. "Alright, send it to me, I'll go right now."
After hanging up, Shen Qingqing immediately sent it.
Less than two hours later, the other party replied, and Director Liu's detailed information was sent to her phone.
Director Liu's family was actually quite simple. His parents were still alive, his wife had passed away early, and he had a son and a daughter, both studying abroad.
He lived in a villa, and even sent his children to study overseas, indicating his family was well-off.
However, his original parents were just ordinary employees with no substantial family background, meaning everything he owned now was earned by himself.
He had been at this hospital for twenty years.
Shen Qingqing narrowed her eyes slightly. Twenty years, how could he still only be a director? With his methods and experience, he should have been a vice-principal.
She turned a page and saw written on the paper: Responsible for infectious disease patients, ward transfers, personnel arrangements, equipment procurement, and all other matters.
She suddenly understood.
While the vice-principal position seemed to hold more authority, one couldn't directly deal with these matters. How could it be as convenient as a director?
Following this, another message from the private investigator arrived.
— He went to a club every Sunday.
Shen Qingqing checked the date. It was today. No wonder she didn't see him in Director Liu's office earlier. It seemed she had to go to this club herself.
She thought of something else and sent a text to the private investigator.
— Help me find out where Professor Liao Wenbo, who returned from abroad, has gone.
— Ok.
Shen Qingqing found that the information also included details about the club.
This club was an ordinary establishment. Although it was vast, it was said that its owner had spent a great deal of manpower, effort, and financial resources to make it lavish and magnificent.
However, it was indeed a legitimate business.
It was just that Director Liu would spend one night there every Sunday, leaving the next morning. Even if he didn't stay overnight sometimes, he always had to show up every weekend.
She called Fu Jingshu, asking him to look after the children and the elderly madam, and then went to the club.
She first observed from her car by the roadside. The club stood on a very quiet street, but strangely, it was adjacent to the most bustling district.
Yet, this club had chosen such a quiet location.
After observing for a while, she noticed no one was entering or leaving the club, but there were two security guards at the entrance, both wearing sunglasses. At first glance, they didn't look like nice people.
She picked up a baseball cap from the passenger seat, put it on, opened the car door, and walked towards the club.
As she reached the entrance, she was stopped by two security guards.
She raised her hand to cover the brim of her baseball cap. "Your club is open for guests. I'm here to patronize it, can't I?"
The security guard's expression was blank. "Do you have a VIP card?"
Shen Qingqing's eyebrows twitched. "I can't get in if I don't?"
"No."
"You're open for business, but you still differentiate based on VIP cards?"
The security guard remained silent but unmoving.
Shen Qingqing stared at them for a moment and asked, "Then how do I get a VIP card?"
The security guard said indifferently, "Go find our president. She has the cards."
"Are there any requirements?"
The security guard did not answer.
Shen Qingqing snorted coldly and turned to leave.
She told Fu Jingshu about this when she returned. Fu Jingshu was silent for a moment and said, "I have one."
Shen Qingqing paused. "You have what?"
Fu Jingshu lowered his eyes. "A card."
"How do you have one?"
Fu Jingshu raised his hand to touch his nose, his voice low and gentle. "Three years ago, I had a business transaction with the club owner."
Shen Qingqing didn't think much of it. "Okay, give it to me, I'm going."
"I'll go with you." Since his wife wanted it, Fu Jingshu unhesitatingly went home and took out the VIP card from the bedside table, which was almost rusted.
"No need." Shen Qingqing put the card in her pocket. "I'll go by myself. You take care of our son and grandmother."
"Then be careful," he instructed, clearly worried.
Shen Qingqing stood on tiptoe and pecked his cheek. "I know, don't worry. When there's news from there, I'll notify you immediately."
Fu Jingshu was still stunned as that graceful figure had already quietly left.
He shook his head and sighed.
Before leaving, Shen Qingqing returned to her room and made a simple disguise. Although she didn't completely change her appearance, someone who didn't know her well wouldn't recognize her if they didn't look closely.
She arrived at the club as usual and was stopped by the security guards at the entrance.
Without a word, she threw the VIP card at them.
The security guards exchanged glances and sized her up. "Don't I find you a bit familiar?"
Shen Qingqing deliberately lowered her voice, and when she spoke, she intentionally added a slight hoarseness. "I haven't seen you before. If you want to chat up a girl, this isn't the way."
The security guard choked and finally let them in.
As soon as the person went in and the door closed, the security guard opposite said, "Did you see wrong? I think she's quite a stranger."
"I don't know, I just have a strange sense of familiarity."
"You must have seen wrong. I don't feel anything like that. She's a customer, so we should inquire less, to avoid offending her, which would be difficult to explain to the president."
"Got it..."
...
As soon as Shen Qingqing entered, she saw a large lobby. The lights were off, making it a bit dim, but she could still make out the furnishings.
Indeed, as the information had stated, the decor was opulent and high-class.
Waiters moved about, diligently serving every guest. Shen Qingqing's arrival only drew a casual glance from the patrons.
However, a waiter did approach to serve her. "Excuse me, do you have a reservation?"
Shen Qingqing shook her head.
The waiter then said, "Then please follow me. I'll arrange a seat for you. Would you like a window seat?"
Shen Qingqing nodded casually. "Anything is fine."
"Okay."
The two walked to a corner at the front, where a large screen stood, separating two areas. The waiter led her behind the screen.
Shen Qingqing's peripheral vision caught sight of a familiar figure.
It was Director Liu, with a woman walking beside him. This woman was dressed professionally and exuded an air of competence, with a subtle smile on her face.
Director Liu, in contrast, appeared to be the more deferential one.
Shen Qingqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly heard a clattering sound. Turning her head, she saw the waiter and a woman collide.
The woman, clad in designer brands, glared at the red wine stain on her clothes, holding a wine glass. "Don't you watch where you're going?"
She didn't shout, but spoke so calmly that it conveyed a sense of disdain.
The waiter quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I really didn't see you. I apologize, let me clean it for you."
He took a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe her.
However, before he could touch her, the woman slapped him directly!