As he said that, Qiao Siluo jumped off Qiao Moli's body, and took serious steps in the room, "Daddy, hey, that's what Mommy said, keep walking, and you can throw away everything bad mood."

Seeing the serious look of little Qiao Siluo, Qiao Moli felt a lot of warmth in her heart. He slightly curled his lower lip, tried his best to suppress the sadness in his heart, and said, "Sloe, come, you and Daddy are going to the same place."

Qiao Siluo stopped and tilted his head to look at Qiao Moli, "Where are you going?"

"You will know when you go, first of all, we are going to buy a bunch of flowers." Qiao Moli said, turning to tell Aunt Mei, "Aunt Mei, please go and buy some flowers for worship, I want to see Look at grandpa."

Aunt Mei was very efficient in handling affairs, and finished the things Qiao Moli ordered in a short while. She sent Qiao Moli to the car, told the driver the location of Qiao Zhenyu's cemetery, and then sat in the rear compartment.

The car drove towards Qiao's cemetery, and Qiao Moli, who was sitting in the car, felt that her physical strength was gradually recovering.

When the car stopped at the cemetery, Qiao Moli felt that there was no need for him to take a wheelchair anymore. Just as Lu Shaohua and Sun Yuan were away, he simply got out of the wheelchair and walked into the cemetery with the daisies that Aunt Mei had bought.

Arriving at Qiao Zhenyu's tombstone, Qiao Moli carefully put the daisy away, knelt down on her knees, and kowtowed heavily.

Qiao Siluo also imitated his father to kowtow to his grandfather.

Qiao Mo knocked three times before raising his head, looking at Qiao Zhenyu's photo on the tombstone, feeling sad from his heart, all emotions intertwined, unable to suppress his emotions anymore, and burst into tears.

Who said that men don't shed tears, but they haven't reached the point of sadness.

He cried heart-rendingly, grieving for not being able to see Qiao Zhenyu for the last time. It was also mixed with the worry that Yan Xiluo might be lost.

Qiao Siluo followed Qiao Moli obediently and knelt down, looked at the crying father, and then looked at the photo of Qiao Zhenyu on the tombstone, he saw that his father was really crying with tears in his eyes.

It was the first time in so many years that he saw Daddy cry. He just didn't see his smile in those years, but now he really cried.

Farewell! Qiao Siluo suddenly remembered a story told by the teacher not long ago, which was the story of the old wolf and the little wolf.

The old wolf died, and the little wolf survived alone in the forest.

Is this the grandfather who died, leaving daddy crying?

"Daddy, don't be sad, if grandpa knows you are crying so sad, he will be sad too." Qiao Siluo moved to Qiao Moli's side, shook his arm with his hand, and whispered .

Qiao Moli cried so much this time, crying out all the distress and hesitation in her heart, and felt much more comfortable in her heart. He lowered his head, saw the worry on little Siluo's face, and touched his head, "Siluo, Daddy just thought that he couldn't see your great-grandpa for the last time, and felt very sad, so he cried. "

"Daddy don't cry, Mommy said that a real man never solves problems with tears. Besides, you cry so sadly that Si Luo wants to cry too."

Listening to little Siluo's soft voice of persuasion, Qiao Moli's heart softened by crying instantly strengthened.

"Okay, Daddy won't cry. Let's go." He stood up from the grave and walked back with little Siluo in his arms. Now is not the time for him to be sad, there are still many things waiting for him to deal with.

Qiao Moli pulled Xiao Siluo back into the car, and ordered in a cold voice, "Go back to the company."

The car started slowly and left the cemetery roaring. Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, Qiao Moli closed her eyes, Grandpa, rest in peace!

He thought of Qiao Mochen, he had given him countless chances, but he still didn't know how to repent. This time, I really can't indulge him anymore.

The car arrived at the company quickly, Qiao Moli got out of the car, and stepped into the company lobby vigorously.

The decorated high-end and atmospheric group company was full of people. This is the busiest time in the morning, and the employees are all busy. However, as Qiao Moli stepped in, they all forgot what they were doing and looked over in disbelief.

He clearly remembered that Qiao Mochen said that Qiao Moli was addicted to drugs, but looking at his high-spirited appearance now, he didn't look like an addict at all!

"Hello, Mr. Joe!"

"Morning Joe!"

"Hi, Mr. Joe!"

Involuntarily, those employees nodded to Qiao Moli to say hello. In their hearts, the powerful Qiao Moli would always be the real president of the Qiao Group.

"En." Qiao Moli hummed in a neutral voice, and stepped into the president's special elevator.

At this time, in the large conference room, Qiao Mochen was angrily throwing the report during this period on the table, scolding the person in charge and the shareholders sharply, "It's crazy! The stock price has been falling for the past few days! I clearly I gave you enough time, but you have no ability to restore the stock price, what are you doing for food?!"

The people sitting in the conference room were all major shareholders who had been with the Qiao Group for many years, not to mention Qiao Moli, even Qiao Zhenyu had never spoken to them. Now that Qiao Mochen gave them a slap in the face, they immediately became unhappy, and started to discuss, "The stock price drop was clearly caused by the Qiao's scandal that broke out during this period, what does it have to do with us?"

"That's right, it's clear that he didn't care about the company's image and wantonly reported Qiao Moli's drug abuse scandal, and Mr. Qiao just passed away at this time. The Qiao Group is so turbulent, those stockholders will certainly feel uneasy!"

"Hmph! As the new president, let alone his inability to turn the situation around, he even shifted the responsibility to us. That's enough!"

"That's right. Although Qiao Moli was a bit arrogant when he was in office, he handled all major and minor matters in an orderly manner. How could this happen?"

All of a sudden, the meeting room exploded. The major shareholders were very dissatisfied with Qiao Mochen's recent performance, and regretted agreeing to let him take over the Qiao Group.

And Qiao Mochen, who was already full of evil spirits, was even more angry. He smashed his hands on the desk frantically, and shouted loudly, "Shut up! You are so dissatisfied in front of me, and you are so dissatisfied in front of me. I don’t know how to talk about me, if you don’t want to do it, get out!”

The shareholders stood up angrily, "If you don't do it, you don't do it. Do you really think that the current Qiao Group is still the original Qiao Group? The stock price has plummeted, and the company's market value is getting worse day by day. We have to withdraw our funds Cash out as soon as possible, so as not to be ruined by this prodigal bastard of yours!"

"That's right! You useless guy, you actually have the face to accuse us? Impulsive and brainless, eager for quick success, our money must not be invested in people like you!"

"Let's go! Let's also sell out the shares in our hands, so I don't want to suffer this foreign crime!"