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"Secretary Wei, Mr. Guo specifically explained that, for tomorrow night's dinner, I hope that Dr. He Jiarong and He will also attend." The female secretary hurriedly added.
"Let He Jiarong also participate?" Wei Yuheng frowned, "He is not a government employee, so what do you want him to follow?"
"Mr. Guo requested it." The female secretary replied cautiously.
"Secretary Wei, it should be Dr. He who rescued Mr. Guo in the first place. Mr. Guo has always been grateful, right? So he called Dr. He to see him together." Ge Jin explained quickly.
"Is it true? This is a problem left over from Xie Changfeng's period. The government's reception banquet actually invited an outsider over?!"
Wei Yuheng snorted coldly, and said, "He Jiarong can be the city committee member when Xie Changfeng is here. Now that I'm here, let him stay wherever and cool!"
"Secretary Wei, do you mean that you don't ask for doctor?" the female secretary asked carefully.
"Of course not!" Wei Yuheng drank in a deep voice and glared at her. Didn't this ask knowingly.
"Then Mr. Guo, how can I explain to you then?"
"You don't need to control this, I have my own way."
Wei Yuheng beckoned to the female secretary and Ge Jin impatiently, motioning them to go out. He was very annoyed. There was no wind and no waves. No wonder people said that He Jiarong was Xie Changfeng's related household. It seems that Xie Changfeng often hooked up with this He Jiarong on weekdays. Together, even the secretary in the office is talking to He Jiarong!
His inner dissatisfaction with Lin Yu couldn't help but increase again!
As night fell, the Jiang family at this time could be described as a group of peace, Qin Xiulan, Li Zhensheng, and Jia Jia were all there.
Everyone was very happy to learn that Ye Qingmei was not leaving. Li Suqin went to the supermarket to buy a lot of things, stewed the ribs and started making dumplings with stuffing.
Jiang Yan and Ye Qingmei also quickly washed their hands to help.
"will!"
Li Zhensheng and Jiang Jingren were playing chess in the living room, while Jiajia watched the TV quietly.
"I don't need you, I and your Aunt Qin will do." Li Suqin rolled the dumpling wrappers and motioned Jiang Yan and Ye Qingmei to pull over.
"That's right, let's go play with you two, come in and talk." Qin Xiulan smiled and said to Li Suqin, "Sister-in-law, do you think these two children look like sisters?"
"I don't think the two sisters are so close to each other." Li Suqin said with a smile, "This kid Qingmei is really pleasing."
During Ye Qingmei’s stay here, Li Suqin really had a relationship with her. Ye Qingmei looked like a child who had suffered. He was very diligent, considerate, and caring about others. Li Suqin had already regarded her as a half-girl. , Naturally reluctant to leave her.
"Mom, let Sister Qingmei live in our house from now on." Jiang Yan said while making dumplings.
"Okay, hey, but our house is too small to live in." Li Suqin was about to agree, and immediately found out something was wrong. Her house was too small to accommodate so many people.
"It's okay, let Jia Rong sleep on the sofa." Jiang Yan said nonchalantly.
"Nonsense!" Li Suqin glanced at him.
"Why don't you let Qingmei live with me." Qin Xiulan smiled and said.
"No, no, Mom, I bought a house, we will move in after a while." Lin Yu said quickly, knocking the seeds and walking over.
"You bear kid, it's okay to buy a house. You will have more money to spend in the future." Li Suqin mumbled dissatisfiedly.
"Mom, it's okay, I'm rich now." Lin Yu smiled. The old wife and mother thought he was just a doctor who opened a clinic.
"If you have money, you can't spend it like this." Qin Xiulan also said to Lin Yu, "I think it is better to let Qingmei live there."
"Aunt Qin, I think so too." Ye Qingmei nodded quickly, "Also, I want to recognize you as a godmother, don't you know if you agree?"
"Oh, good girl, auntie can't ask for it." Qin Xiulan smiled flatteredly.
Ye Qingmei raised his head, looked at Qin Xiulan with complicated eyes, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Then I will be your daughter from now on, and Lin Yu is no longer here. I will be filial to you for him."
"Hey, hey, good."
Qin Xiulan nodded hurriedly, her eyes reddened, and Lin Yu seemed to resound again, and she whispered: "Qingmei, it's Xiaoyu who doesn't have such a blessing, forget him."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became dull, and Lin Yu's hand knocking the melon seeds also slowed down suddenly, feeling sentimental in his heart.
"Mom, what are you doing with this, you should be happy that you have an extra girl."
Jiang Yan quickly persuaded Qin Xiulan.
"Yes, look at me, look at me." Qin Xiulan quickly changed her smile and chatted with Ye Qingmei eagerly.
When Qin Xiulan and Li Suqin went into the kitchen to make dumplings, Ye Qingmei, Jiang Yan and Lin Yu cleaned the table together.
Jiang Yan suddenly said: "Sister Qingmei, when you come back now, someone can be considered normal again. You don't know. Once you hear that you are going to leave, someone seems to have lost their soul these days. Everything is lost. I don’t know. I thought you two had something before."
Jiang Yan pretended to say casually, with a sour tone in her tone.
In fact, the reason she asked Lin Yu to call Ye Qingmei back was not only because she didn’t want Ye Qingmei to leave, but also because she saw Lin Yu’s abnormality. Obviously, Lin Yu had a deep affection for Ye Qingmei. Ye Qingmei had an unforgettable relationship.
But He Jiarong has been an otaku and for more than 20 years. Apart from her, he has hardly contacted other young women, and it is impossible to know Ye Qingmei.
When she said this, Ye Qingmei suddenly panicked, thinking Jiang Yan had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "Jiang Yan, don't get me wrong, I really didn't know Teacher He before, and there was nothing between us..."
"Oh, Sister Qingmei, where did you want to go? I didn't mean that." Jiang Yan hurried over and took her hand and said, "Didn't I tell you that day, as long as you are willing to..."
"Jiang Yan, don't talk about it, I am already the godmother's daughter. It is the sister of you and Jia Rong. This is my life. I believe that as long as you and Jia Rong can be happy, I will be content." Ye Qingmei Chong Jiangyan smiled lightly, "In fact, I stayed this time, mainly because I can't worry about my godmother. Lin Yu is no longer there. I think I have an obligation to take this responsibility for him."
In fact, in her heart, she had already regarded herself as Lin Yu's person.
Lin Yu on the side trembled slightly when he heard these words, grasping the rag hard, and wiping the table faster.
Whether he was Lin Yu or He Jiarong, he had never been sorry to anyone, but now, he knew that the only thing he was sorry was Ye Qingmei.
"Sister Qingmei, don't get me wrong, what I said just now really didn't mean that." Now it was Jiang Yan's turn to panic. She just spoke just to stab Lin Yu, but Ye Qingmei took it seriously.
"I know, I know." Ye Qingmei smiled, his eyes full of gentleness looking at Jiang Yan, "I know how you are good to me."
After so many years, what made her feel the most warm, except for her mother is Jiang Yan, and then Li Suqin and Qin Xiulan, who treated her like family members.
This is one of the reasons why she is reluctant to leave here.
"It's dinner, the dumplings are here! Dead old man, don't make it!"
At this time, Li Suqin came out carrying dumplings and cursed Jiang Jingren.
"Immediately, immediately." Jiang Jingren pushed the reading glasses and snapped, "Eat!"
Ye Qingmei couldn't stop laughing while feeling this scene, tears of laughter came out, she hadn't experienced this kind of home feeling for a long time.
In the evening of the next day, at the entrance of Shangri-La Hotel, Wei Yuheng and a group of government officials were already waiting at the entrance.
Not long after, a luxurious Rolls-Royce Phantom drove over surrounded by several black cars. After getting down, the Rolls-Royce driver quickly opened the door and put his hand on the edge of the window.
Then Guo Zhaozong, in a suit and leather shoes, got out of the car.
"Oh, Mr. Guo, Mr. Guo, welcome to visit Qinghai again!"
Wei Yuheng hurriedly greeted him with a smile. This is the leader who made Qinghai's economy take off, so he naturally had to be polite.
"Secretary Wei, hello, congratulations on your transfer to Qinghai, I believe that under your leadership, Qinghai's tomorrow will definitely be more brilliant!" Guo Zhaozong held Wei Yuheng's hand and said politely, then looked around and saw that Lin Yu was not there. , Surprised, "Secretary Wei, where is Mr. He? Haven't you come yet?"
Wei Yuheng felt a little unhappy when he heard that Guo Zhaozong got off the car and looked for Lin Yu, He Jiarong? What kind of thing is He Jiarong!
However, there was still a smile on his face, and he quickly reached out and made a gesture of please, and said, "Mr. Guo, go to the hotel, enter the hotel and say!"
After arriving at the banquet hall and sitting down, Guo Zhaozong did not drink any water. He glanced at his watch and couldn't help asking, "Secretary Wei, when will Mr. He come?"
"Mr. Guo, let's not rush to mention Mr. He, come on, drink and drink first." Wei Yuheng hurriedly poured a glass of water for Guo Zhaozong, and then waved at the service to signal them to serve.
"Hey, Secretary Wei, this Mr. He hasn't come yet, why is this food served?" Guo Zhaozong frowned, a little unhappy. In his heart, Lin Yu is his most respected existence, so naturally Lin Yu is here. Serve again.
"Mr. Guo, I asked Mr. He. He said he was too busy to get along." Seeing that Wei Yuheng couldn't hide it, he had to make up a lie.
"Too busy? It shouldn't be. Mr. He knows that I'm coming, he will definitely give me this face." Guo Zhaozong glanced at the time, then took out his phone, "I'll call and ask him, no matter how busy he is, I have to eat. "
"Mr. Guo, Mr. Guo, don't fight. It's not good to disturb Doctor He." Wei Yuheng couldn't help but stretched out his hand to stop Guo Zhaozong because he had never invited Lin Yu. It is estimated that Lin Yulian and Guo Zhaozong came to Qinghai. I don't know anything. If this call is a hit, it won't show up.
"It's okay, Secretary Wei, I'm familiar with Mr. He, he will definitely sell my face." Guo Zhaozong waved his hand to signal him to feel relieved.
"No, Mr. Guo, what..."
Wei Yuheng wanted to say something, but it was too late. Guo Zhaozong's cell phone had already been dialed out.