Hearing this, old lady Huo's face suddenly froze, and Zhao Siqing's last painting appeared in her mind.
"Not like words! It's so outrageous. I'm going to talk to Yang Jingqiu! " Old lady Huo spoke in a deep voice and turned away.
Looking at her back, Zhao Siqing felt more sympathy in her eyes.
Go to talk to Yang Jingqiu? She was really afraid that old lady Huo would swallow her anger when she was angry. After all, her combat effectiveness was less than one tenth of that of Yang Jingqiu.
After Mrs. Huo left, she really said that she could do it, and asked the Secretary to contact Yang Jingqiu directly.
After a few minutes, the secretary called back: "old lady, Ms. Yang said that she has nothing to talk with you, would not see you, and said..."
"What else?" Old lady Huo spoke again with anger.
"I also say that people want to face trees and skin trees. Let you take care of your grandchildren. Don't keep pestering her daughter." The secretary spoke timidly.
"How could it be! This Zhao Siqing's mother and daughter are nothing but black-and-white confusion! "
Huo Laofu's face was livid. He immediately asked the driver to go directly to Yang Jingqiu's company and say that he had to see her in person.
Half an hour later, Mrs. Huo raised her chin slightly and looked gloomy. She appeared in Yang Jingqiu's company and asked an employee to come forward and say, "go, tell Yang Jingqiu that I want to see her."
The shouted staff looked her up and down, looked for the Secretary and turned to report.
Old lady Huo, with her eyes down and her body in good shape, sat on the sofa waiting patiently.
After a while, the Secretary hurriedly came out to see Huo Laofu: "sorry, the president said that she was sleeping and had no time to see you."
Old lady Huo looked at her incredulously and said in a cold voice, "did you tell her who I am? Have you made it clear which Huo family is it? "
The Secretary nodded and said, "well, the president said it's useless. If you must see her, wait until after two in the afternoon. "
After that, the secretary turned and left. For a while, no one paid any attention to Mrs. Huo.
Old lady Huo hung up in one breath. She couldn't go up or down. She just felt uncomfortable.
As the offspring of the royal family of the Qing Dynasty and the old lady of the Huo family, when did she get such a face from others? How could it be!
Old lady Huo looked up at the clock on the wall. It was half past twelve, which meant that she would have to wait here for another hour and a half.
After thinking about Huo Jingchen's recent busy marriage, she even called Lahei directly. Old lady Huo waited patiently, saying that she would meet Yang Jingqiu once.
Finally, after an hour and a half, Mrs. Huo shouted to the Secretary again, and said in a deep voice, "is Yang Jingqiu well rested?"
"Let me ask..."
Soon, the secretary turned back and asked Mrs. Huo to go. Mrs. Huo snorted coldly and followed her into Yang Jingqiu's office.
When I looked in, I saw a woman in a white suit and delicate makeup sitting at the desk. Old lady Huo said in a deep voice, "President Yang is such a big shelf, but he let me wait for two hours for this old bone to be born outside."
Hearing this, Yang Jingqiu looked at old lady Huo and said, "you don't want to wait to go back. I have nothing to say with your Huo family."
"What kind of attitude do you have? It's very cultured."
Yang Jingqiu leaned back in his chair and looked at old lady Huo and said in a cold voice, "I don't have time to listen to your sermons. I have something to say."
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