Ling Zhenyu shook his head and sighed:
"maybe he knows it very well, but he simply doesn't want to control it. My grandfather has been indulgent to Haoyu since he was a child, for fear that he will suffer a little injustice."
Seeing him sad, an Liqi pulled him. At this moment, the door of the room opened, and the man in suit opened the door and opened his mouth to them:
"young master, miss an, please come in."
They looked at each other, Ling Zhenyu took the little woman's hand and lifted her feet to go inside.
Inside, the old man sat on the sofa alone, with a document in his hand. He looked at it carefully and didn't find anyone coming in.
An Liqi has also seen a bigger office than this, but after entering today, she felt a heart hanging in her throat. Her hand shook Ling Zhenyu's, for fear that the old man would be disgusted.
Ling Zhenyu looked at her, but did not insist any more. He went to the old man with a calm voice:
"happy Christmas, grandfather."
He looked at the woman beside him, and anliqi understood, swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty:
"Merry Christmas!"
The old man didn't lift his eyelids. He looked down at the documents in his hand, and his lips looked very serious.
An Liqi hands gently clenched, hands have a shallow thin sweat, she did not know what to say next moment, can only stand stiff in place.
Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Ling Zhenyu chuckled and pulled the little woman to sit on the sofa opposite him. The voice was small and clear:
"grandfather is working, let's wait a moment."
An Liqi thought about the scene of countless times of meeting, which may be disliked or ignored, she may argue and may be hysterical.
It was such a suffocating calm that she didn't even know how to open her mouth, as if she couldn't find a breakthrough point.
The old man is a powerful character. He just sits there quietly, and without saying anything, he can give people a strong sense of oppression.
He looks like an ordinary old man. Even the first button on the Zhongshan suit is not fastened. The whole person looks very relaxed.
But why is she nervous.
The palm of the man next to her is warm. Come and hold her little hand and give her a look of encouragement and comfort. She takes a deep breath and tries to adjust her mood.
Although the eyes did not look directly, but the rest of the corner of the eye never gave up the hand of the master holding the document.
She looked at the watch time, although only five minutes, but she felt incomparably long, and finally saw the master put the document in his hand on the tea table, raised his hand to take off the reading glasses.
When he looked at him, she immediately looked away from her eyes and looked down at her toes. She didn't know what the old man would say. She didn't have the bottom in her heart.
She heard Ling Zhenyu's voice in her ear:
"grandfather's schedule is still so tight."
The old man sighed with a deep voice:
"when you are old, you can't do things as slowly as you can."
Ling Zhenyu shook his head with a smile and slowly explained:
"I'm not happy with my work. Fortunately, Qiqi has helped me recently. She is an Liqi. My grandfather has heard about it for a long time, but it's my first time to see her."
An Liqi quickly raised her head and grinned at the old man opposite her. Her smile was unnatural and her voice was full of formality:
"Hello, I'm an Liqi."
The old man looked at her in the eyes and spoke after a few seconds. However, he simply repeated her name:
"an Liqi --"
Ling Zhenyu spoke faintly and explained:
"yes, she is an Liqi, not an Youqi. Do you remember her?"
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