Jinghai.
With Ma Jingya joining.
Gao Qilan felt much more relaxed.
Plus.
Now Meng Yu has officially started.
This made Gao Qilan suddenly have the illusion that he didn't know what to do when he came to the company.
"Hey, Xiaoru, where is the Huating Lake project now?"
"Sister Lan, Sister Xiaoyu is already keeping an eye on you, so you don't have to worry about this."
"That rights protection lawsuit..."
"Xiaoya has taken care of everything. The other party will pay us 2 million in liquidated damages unconditionally."
"That……"
"Sister Lan, if you are okay, go and have some tea first. I have something else on hand and I really can't take care of it."
Gao Qilan:......
For a few days.
When Gao Qilan arrived at the company, he sat in the office in a daze.
It made her really dumbfounded.
Fortunately at this time.
A man appears.
"Uncle Song, if you need anything, you can just call me. Why are you here in person? Hurry, please sit down."
Just when Gao Qilan was bored to the point of panic, Song Jianguo, the boss of Qianhetang, suddenly visited.
"Xiaolan, I came here to ask. It seems that Qingming Festival is coming soon. Is the situation at home still the same as in previous years?"
"If it's the same, I can make preparations in advance."
Song Jianguo said.
It's about the Gao family ancestral hall.
Since Gao Qiqiang made his fortune, he has not only brought the Gao family to a new height, but also built an ancestral hall.
Per year.
Gao Qiqiang would take his younger brothers and sisters to worship their ancestors.
Later, something happened to the second brother Gao Qisheng.
The younger sister Gao Qilan seldom returned to Beijing, so Gao Qiqiang took care of all the ancestor worship work.
Now Gao Qiqiang is no longer here.
Song Jianguo had no choice but to ask Gao Qilan to see if she wanted to resume the custom of worshiping ancestors every year.
Gao Qilan nodded without hesitation and said: "Uncle Song, whatever arrangements my eldest brother made in the past years, it will remain the same in the future."
"Okay, then I'll hurry up and make arrangements."
Just as Song Jianguo was about to stand up and leave, Gao Qilan suddenly pulled him back: "By the way, Uncle Song, I heard from my eldest brother before that our Gao family actually has a branch. Is there such a thing?"
"Yes, there is such a thing."
Song Jianguo recalled: "I remember Brother Qiang once mentioned to me that your Gao family's song can be traced back hundreds of years, but later on, there were wars and chaos, and many people died and some became separated, so there were very few No more contact.”
"Do you have a family tree?" Gao Qilan asked again.
Song Jianguo thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I've never heard Brother Qiang mention this, but..."
"Since it's a big family with hundreds of years of heritage, there should be a family tree, but it's just not here."
actually,
Gao Qilan just asked casually.
Presence and absence.
It didn't mean much to her.
"Okay, Uncle Song will do the rest."
"Well, it's not hard work. I've been doing this all these years."
——
Jingzhou City, Handong Province,
In an office building.
A woman who looked somewhat similar to Gao Qilan, but still had a charming look between her eyebrows, was standing in front of the window in a daze, holding a brochure that looked dated.
at this time.
An older man held her waist from behind and said softly: "What's wrong, are you still worried about the Dafeng Factory?"
"It's not about Dafeng Factory." The woman handed the booklet in her hand to the man.
The man subconsciously picked it up and took a look at it, and couldn't help but frown: "This is..."
"The family tree of our Gao family," the woman said.
The man blinked twice and said, "I've never heard you mention it before."
The woman touched her belly and smiled: "That was before. Now that I am pregnant with your flesh and blood, it's time to go back and worship."
Hearing this, the man pondered for a moment and asked, "Then when do you plan to set off?"
"I want to leave in the afternoon."
"So anxious?"
The man asked in astonishment: "Isn't there still three days until Qingming Festival?"
The woman smiled quietly and said, "A lot has happened recently, so I wanted to drive over and relax."
"But can you drive like you are now?" The man frowned.
The woman smiled and said, "You can let your sister drive. I told her."
The man thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, since you have made your decision, let's go."
The woman turned around, adjusting the man's suit, and asked softly: "Tongwei, the man named Hou has been watching you more closely recently, so you must stay calm during my absence these days, do you understand?"
"Don't worry, he can't do anything to me." Qi Tongwei said nonchalantly.
Gao Xiaoqin shook his head slightly: "It's not a matter of what can be done, but whether it's necessary. I heard that even Zhao Ruilong will be in trouble this time, so you must not be confused again. I don't want to wait until the child is born. No dad."
Qi Tongwei thought for a moment and held Gao Xiaoqin in his arms: "Okay, I promise you!"
