iserable, as long as the night owl likes someone else and gets tired of her, she can just leave.This is a good thing, it should be something to be happy about.Though I repeatedly tried to convince mys...Fu Shaoqing put all the documents back in order, reinserted them into the folder, and then placed the folder back in the drawer.

He glanced at the other things, bits and pieces that were probably just things his father had tossed in haphazardly. They were useless compared to the files.

He put everything away, then relocked the drawer and took out his tools to start opening the large drawer underneath the small one.

After opening it a few times, he seemed to have gotten the hang of it. He opened it effortlessly, revealing piles of files inside.

Fu Shaoqing sat down on the floor unceremoniously, placing his phone on the boss's chair. Facing the ground, he took out all the documents from the drawer.

After opening the folder and taking out the file, he found it was a contract.

After flipping through several contracts, Fu Shaoqing discovered that the company's name and responsible person were very familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

He stared at the company name on the document, thinking for a moment before realizing it was the same one he had seen recorded in the gift receipt earlier.

He reviewed several more files, and the names of the responsible parties and companies matched what he had seen before.

That is to say, his father not only kept the record of gifts received but also preserved all related documents.

What is this for

Fu Shaoqing couldn't figure out his father's thoughts for the moment, but since there was a document, he might as well take a look at its contents first.

He flipped through one of the contracts, skimming the content on the page, then picked up his phone and opened his photo album, zooming in on the picture he had just taken.

As expected, the amount differs from the contract. The discrepancy in the number is not significant.

Fu Shaoqing looked at another document. It also had a discrepancy in the amount, but not much.

The cabinet was full of contracts; he couldn't possibly read them all today.

And here, looking at the contract, it's more convenient to go back to the company and check on a computer.

He put the contract back into the cabinet, locked it, and went to open another large cabinet. Inside was another stack of contracts.

This time, Fu Shaoqing didn't even glance at it and directly locked the large cabinet.

He got up from the ground holding his phone and used it to shine a light around the room, noticing there was another cabinet next to the water dispenser.

He walked quietly over, crouched down and pulled out his tools, opening the cabinet door.

There were only a few auction house documents in the cabinet. Fu Shaoqing took out the documents and flipped through them, reading the descriptions of the items being auctioned.

The data includes several photos of auction items, along with related descriptions and starting prices.

Fu Shaoqing had already gone through it all, and couldn't help but wonder, his father didn't seem to have much interest in antiques.

He stared at the date on the auction house's promotional material, which stated the auction would be held in three days.

Fu Shaoqing took out his phone and took a picture of the auction house address.

He also knew that this kind of auction house, even with an address, it would be impossible to enter, it definitely required an invitation.

Fu Shaoqing put down the materials and rummaged through the cabinet, but he couldn't find the invitation.

The invitation may have been taken by his father, or it might be an electronic version.

Fu Shaoqing decided to go to the auction house in three days to have a look, and also to see if his father would be there.

But before that, he had to find a way to get an invitation.

Fu Shaoqing put all the auction materials away, locked the cabinet, and stood up to continue illuminating the room with his flashlight, checking for any overlooked cabinets.

He circled around but found nothing. He put away his tools, switched off the flashlight on his cell phone, pulled open the curtains, and opened the balcony door. He walked onto the balcony and jumped back into his study. looked at Ye Xiao with a puzzled expression."Young Master Ye, why is your face a little off"He spoke, then bypassed the table and walked in front of Ye Xiao. He raised his hand to touch Ye Xiao’s fac...