"yes."
Su Qingqing didn't think there was anything wrong with the teasing tone at all, and replied with a smile, "Uncle, I miss you so much, when can you come and see me?"
Director Zhao laughed and was very satisfied with Su Qingqing's understanding.
Although Su Qingqing wanted to use them, in his eyes, wasn't Su Qingqing nothing more than a plaything?
"Okay, uncle will be here soon. I can't let my little niece wait anxiously."
Su Qingqing cursed in her heart, "You old pervert."
But she didn't show it on the surface, her voice was still sweet and soft, "Then uncle, please be quick."
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Monitor that end.
Secretary Wu couldn't bear to hear such words. It wasn't that he was moved or anything, he just felt disgusted.
Su Qingqing really has a strong taste, even a man like Director Zhao is acceptable to her.
Come to think of it, Secretary Wu felt a bit impressed.
He handed the headphones to the technician beside him and said, "Come, listen."
The technician was confused and took it, "Old Wu, what about you?"
Secretary Wu said confidently, "I'm off work."
After saying that, he stood up and left, leaving the technician alone. He didn't really want to listen, but he was worried about missing out on important information, so he had to put on his headphones.
But just put it on.
His face turned green. Su Qingqing hadn't hung up the phone with Director Zhao yet, and the content of their conversation was extremely explosive. God had mercy on him. He had been a solo artist since birth, and he really didn't deserve to be tortured like this.
But Secretary Wu had already escaped.
With no one to replace him, he could only listen. Fortunately, he soon heard some valuable news.
Su Qingqing said: "Uncle Zhao, actually I came here today because I want to ask you for help with something."
Director Zhao laughed heartily and pulled the man into his arms. "Serve uncle well. Uncle will satisfy you with whatever you want."
Su Qingqing didn't resist. She drew circles on Director Zhao's chest and said, "Uncle Zhao, you may not know that the voting rights transfer document my father gave to Su Wanyu was coerced by Su Wanyu into signing."
Director Zhao's hand froze, but he immediately calmly teased Su Qingqing and asked casually, "How did you know?"
Su Qingqing did not hide it, "I saw my father."
Director Zhao was stunned. He looked at Su Qingqing and said, "Really?"
"Of course it's true."
Su Qingqing said firmly, "Uncle Zhao, I dare not lie to you about such a big thing."
Director Zhao sat up immediately, even forgetting Su Qingqing, "Where is your father now?"
Su Qingqing's eyes flickered, but she didn't answer immediately. Instead, she hooked her hands around Director Zhao's neck and sat softly on his lap. "Uncle Zhao, if you promise to help me, you will naturally be able to see my father after the matter is completed."
Director Zhao narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Qingqing with some suspicion.
Su Qingqing smiled, her eyes not evading the slightest bit. She felt confident simply because she had seen her father. Director Zhao looked at her carefully for a moment, then suddenly smiled. "Okay, of course I'll help my niece Qingqing."
Only then did Su Qingqing smile.
She kissed Director Zhao on the cheek, "Uncle Zhao, you are so kind to me."
The next day.
Song Jihuai and Su Wanyu got up very early.
It was agreed last night that Song Jihuai would take the little girl to the amusement park today. Su Wanyu was very excited. She got up early in the morning and spent a long time choosing in the cloakroom, but still didn't know what clothes to wear.
Finally, I chose a cute and age-reducing little dress and a pair of white shoes, which will be more convenient for going to the amusement park.
When Song Jihuai looked at this little girl, his eyes were dazed for a moment.
This little girl looks like a high school student. If he takes her to the amusement park, people won't think he is taking a minor, right?
Although he doesn't look old, the girl looks too young.
Song Jihuai expressed some pressure.
Su Wanyu turned around in front of the mirror, then took Song Jihuai's arm and said, "Husband, let's go!"
Song Jihuai nodded. As soon as the two of them went downstairs, the housekeeper hung up the phone and immediately called them over, "Master, Madam, please go back to the old house."
"Now?"
Su Wanyu spoke.
The butler nodded, "Now, Butler Xia said that the young lady's grandfather has arrived."
Grandfather?
This was a little unfamiliar to Su Wanyu.
She had not had any contact with her mother's relatives since she woke up in this body. At this moment, she searched her mind and found very little information about her grandfather.
"Let's go."
Song Jihuai looked at Su Wanyu.
Su Wanyu came back to her senses from her daze and nodded, "Okay, let's go now!"
The car was about to depart, but now it was heading towards the Song family's old house.
Su Wanyu was a little nervous on the way. What kind of person could her grandfather be? But since they were not familiar with him, he probably wouldn't know that he had changed.
Thinking of this, Su Wanyu couldn't help but glance sideways at her husband beside her.
What about the husband?
Husband, have you noticed anything wrong?
This thought was only a fleeting thought. The car soon arrived at the Song family's old house. As soon as they got out of the car, Butler Xia was already guarding the door. Seeing the two of them, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Master, Madam, Master Jin is waiting inside."
Su Wanyu nodded slightly and then stepped in.
As soon as I entered, I saw an energetic old man sitting next to Mr. Song. Compared to Mr. Song who was still strong and healthy, Mr. Jin was much more prosperous. When he smiled, he looked like Maitreya Buddha, which made people feel good about him.
"Grandpa."
When Su Wanyu saw the old man, she felt a sense of intimacy in her heart and called out to him.
But compared to her, Mr. Jin was more shocked.
At this moment, he was looking at Su Wanyu steadily, his eyes were distant, as if he was looking at Su Wanyu, but also as if he was looking at another person through her.
"Like, like, so much like!"
Old Master Jin couldn't help but sigh out loud. He looked at Su Wanyu with excitement in his eyes, and even a hint of crystal in them.
But he quickly suppressed it, and waved his hand, his voice a little hoarse, "Be good, come here."
Su Wanyu subconsciously walked over, squatted in front of Mr. Jin, looked up at him, and said again, "Grandpa."
Mr. Jin nodded with satisfaction, "Hey, hey, it's me, it's me!"
"I heard that my son Guaiguai was bullied?" When Mr. Jin said this, his tone was not so good. Others did not know, but the Song family knew.
Ever since something happened to Su Wanyu's mother, Mr. Jin's youngest daughter, Mr. Jin was devastated. Since then, he has lived in seclusion and rarely appears in public.
But this time, he rushed to Chengdu overnight and came to the Song family's old house.
As for why, it goes without saying.
After all, this is the only bloodline left by his youngest daughter.
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