After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 42 New Plan

Song Qiao thought that if such a small child were left near a garbage dump and not discovered, the garbage truck would bury her when it came.

"No, the child will definitely live, don't lose heart!"

Lu Mingxuan wasn't sure either, but he didn't want to see Song Qiao heartbroken and desperate, so he kept comforting her.

"Let's go! Let's see if anyone lives around here?"

Seeing that no one was around, Lu Mingxuan reminded Song Qiao.

Song Qiao looked up and around: "This garbage dump is so remote, who lives here? It's just a place for garbage collectors. It's so far from the city, I don't want to come here."

Upon hearing Song Qiao mention the garbage collectors, Lu Mingxuan quickly said, "Is there a scrap metal recycling station nearby? Let's go there and ask. Maybe we can run into the garbage collectors. They all know each other, and we might be able to get some results."

Song Qiao nodded when she heard Lu Mingxuan's suggestion was good, and the two left the garbage dump.

"Let's use our phone's navigation to see where the nearest scrap metal collection station is."

According to Wang Xia, after she left the child, a person on a tricycle came by in the darkness.

This person must be a garbage collector. Once she collects something, she has to go to the recycling station. Lu Mingxuan's thinking is correct.

After Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan left the garbage station, they searched for nearby scrap metal collection stations on Baidu and found one about three kilometers away.

"Get in the car, let's go take a look!"

After hearing Lu Mingxuan's words, Song Qiao opened the passenger door and got in. The car then drove away from the vicinity of the garbage station.

Following the navigation, Lu Mingxuan parked his car at an intersection. After getting out of the car, he saw a yard piled with cardboard boxes and bottles.

By this time, the sun had already set, and more people were coming to the scrap metal recycling station to sell their goods. Several people arrived in twos and threes on tricycles, and others in gasoline-powered vehicles.

Everyone looked at Lu Mingxuan and Song Qiao with suspicion. A dark-skinned, thin man in his fifties hurriedly reminded the shop owner who was weighing the goods: "Old Guo, what are they doing here?"

Clearly, Lu Mingxuan and Song Qiao didn't belong in this group. The boss stood up from behind a pile of cardboard boxes, looked at Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan, and asked, "Who are you two looking for?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingxuan quickly greeted the boss with a smile: "Boss, you go ahead with your work. We'd like to ask this uncle something."

When the dark-skinned, thin man heard Lu Mingxuan and his companion looking for him, he stood up in a daze: "What do you want with me? I don't know you."

"Uncle, I wanted to ask if any of you found a baby girl near the garbage dump five years ago?"

The dark-skinned, thin man looked at the owner of the scrap metal yard and said, "No, I haven't heard of anyone finding a child."

The scrap yard owner continued weighing the items, and Lu Mingxuan's words had no effect on his work.

"Go ask around elsewhere; we've never heard of anyone picking up a child here."

Lu Mingxuan was still not giving up, and asked every person waiting to sell their scrap metal: "Brother, have you heard of any scrap metal collectors who found a child? About five years ago."

Lu Mingxuan asked a young man who drove a gas-powered tricycle. He collected a lot of recyclables, and the tricycle wobbled along, filled with nothing but waste paper and foam mats.

This guy really knows how to load things. He has a small tricycle, so small that you can't even see the wheels, and it's piled high with scrap.

"Ask someone else. I've only been in this line of work for a year, so I don't know anything about what happened five years ago."

The man glanced at Lu Mingxuan and Song Qiao before answering.

"Brother, I'll leave you my phone number. If you hear of anyone who has taken in a child, just give me a call."

Song Qiao, who hadn't spoken until now, also came over: "Please, help me find out. Five years ago, my child was switched at birth and taken to a garbage dump. If any of you hear of anyone who picked up a child, please tell us. I will reward you handsomely."

Song Qiao realized that if she didn't give them some benefits, no one would care whether they lost their child or their belongings. They were just people who earned money through manual labor, and their time was for selling themselves.

Sure enough, after Song Qiao said that, everyone in the courtyard agreed: "Give me a number, and I'll help you find out. I collect scrap all over Jiangcheng, and I know pretty much everyone who has taken in a child."

The man who said this was a man in his forties. He was in good physical condition and strong. Song Qiao saw the brand of the vehicle he was using and that he was hauling scrap metal to sell.

"Okay! Then I'll give you my contact information."

Song Xiao glanced at Lu Mingxuan, who immediately tore a page from his notebook and wrote down their phone numbers.

"Please take this opportunity to help. I will definitely repay you handsomely once I find my child."

Everyone saw a Mercedes-Benz luxury car parked at the intersection. Just looking at that person's status, they knew he was rich. Everyone looked at the phone number in their hands and agreed.

As it was getting dark, the two had no choice but to leave.

As Song Qiao got into the car, her face showed disappointment. Lu Mingxuan looked at her and said, "How about this, you go to your dad's company on Monday first, and we'll find out about the child slowly. This can't be rushed. If the child is still alive, it's been five years, and he must have been adopted by someone."

At this moment, Song Qiao felt that every word Lu Mingxuan said made sense.

"Okay, I've decided. I'll go to the urban construction company on Monday."

"Also, although the company belongs to your father, Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya have been there for six years. Everyone in the company must be his confidants. You have to be careful in everything you do when you get to the company."

Song Qiao understood this, but she was determined to keep the company under her and her father's control no matter what.

"Don't worry, I'm going to make sure Jiang Ming knows that he'll have to give back everything he swallowed from my father's company."

Liu Mingxuan nodded: "Although I'm in the hospital, I still have some connections in the business world. If you need my help, give me a call."

Song Qiao decided to go back to work. After returning home tonight, she would tidy up and settle Jiang Xiaoran in, then go directly to the company tomorrow to catch Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya off guard.

After taking Lu Mingxuan to the hospital, Song Qiao drove home herself.

As soon as the car arrived downstairs, Song Qiao heard her phone ring. Seeing it was Jiang Ming, she calmly replied, "Hello! Honey."

"Where have you been? Why aren't you home yet, it's so late?"

There was a hint of complaint in Jiang Ming's tone.

"I'm downstairs, I'll be home soon."

Song Qiao agreed, parked the car and got out. Her phone rang again, and she answered it when she saw it was her mother calling.

"mom!"

"Qiaoqiao, are you home? Jiang Ming called just now to ask about my medical checkup. Are you hiding something from me?"

"It's okay, Mom. Just tell him what I told you. I'll be home soon."

Song Qiao had arranged with Tao Meiling beforehand, and Jiang Ming called to say that she had gone to the hospital for a check-up today.