Seeing that the winter solstice was approaching, Guo Anni's sister Guo Qiulian came to the villa that night to discuss repairing the tombs of her parents.
"We can't put it off any longer. In the winter solstice last year, you said that you had just gotten married and that you had to go to your husband's hometown to visit the graves of your ancestors. In the winter solstice last year, you said that your daughter would make a hundred-day wine after her 100th anniversary. This year, you are the CEO, so you don't have to be afraid anymore.
What's wrong? Don't tell me that you are a wealthy businessman whose assets are calculated in units of hundreds of millions. Even if you are a humble citizen, you are building tombs for your parents."
"When sweeping tombs during the Qingming Festival in the past two years, I saw that all the tombs nearby were beautifully decorated. Only our parents' tombs were shabby. Apart from an ancient tombstone, there were only two piles of loess covered with weeds. Looking at it,
I feel so sad." Guo Qiulian said and emotionally picked up a tissue to wipe her eyes.
Guo Anni couldn't sit still: "Sister, I didn't say not to go. Just repair it as you said, and it can't be completed in a day or two? The three of us went, who is in charge of this company? Otherwise
You and your brother-in-law will go first? I will go with my little brother to kowtow to my parents, burn paper, and build soil on the winter solstice?"
Guo Qiulian took away the tissue and sighed: "There is no need to go so early. You just need to sign the appropriation and let your brother-in-law supervise the work first."
"Then it's settled." Guo Anni hurriedly sat down and signed the plan. "The project payment must be collected from your clothing company first. In the real estate, the material and labor costs have increased dramatically, and funds are tight. I am worried about Porsche.
I'm in the process of repairing it, I just bought a Ferrari; and I'm in a market war with New Century Company..."
"Okay." Guo Qiulian took the plan with some dissatisfaction, "Although my clothing company has the smallest profit, it still has this little money. Let me tell you Honglian, for such a big global appliance, you actually managed to make even these hundreds of thousands
Can’t even move it out?”
Lan Feiyang, who came in with coffee, was stunned when he heard this: What kind of tomb is this? It costs hundreds of thousands?
It's a pity that he didn't hear clearly what Guo Qiulian called Guo Anni "Honglian".
When Guo Qiulian saw that the signature was in hand, she didn't stop for much. She picked up her coffee and took a sip before turning around and leaving, twisting her waist and walking away gracefully.
Guo Anni took the coffee and swirled it in her hands. Looking at the slightly undulating liquid, she felt that it was time to visit the graves of her adoptive father and mother.
Since I visited China on the lunar calendar in the middle of the seventh lunar month of the year I returned to China and during the Qingming Festival the year before last, I have never had time to go.
She lost her father at the age of thirteen, and went to work in Guangdong at the age of fourteen. She suffered all the hardships in the world and suffered from displacement. Without the kindhearted adoption and care of her adoptive father and mother, she, Guo Anni, would not be where she is today.
Is it easy for me to think about myself again? Not to mention the transition between the old and the new, trying to save such a large Tianyu Group in the global financial crisis, there are three places to go during Qingming Festival, Winter Solstice, and July half. This time I can’t go to Bai Haisheng’s grave.
After paying homage to him before, I wonder what his adult children would say?
Alas... I just hope that his spirit in heaven can forgive me!
"Lan Qing, please accompany me back to my hometown on the winter solstice." Guo Anni suddenly raised her head and said.
"Oh." Lan Feiyang was a little surprised, then nodded quickly, "Okay, Mr. Guo."
Late at night, after Guo Anni went to bed, Lan Feiyang turned on the computer to do theoretical simulation questions about driving.
Tomorrow he will take the theoretical test for his driver's license. He hopes to pass the test in one go, so he searched for several mock tests on the Internet to do.
Seeing that each paper could score more than 95 points, I rubbed my cold hands, yawned, turned off the computer, unplugged the power and went to sleep.
Early the next morning, Guo Anni asked Zhang Yong to drive Lan Feiyang to the test center. Lan Feiyang got out of the car and said, "Master Zhang, bye! You go back and send Aunt Liu shopping. I will take the bus back after the test."
Since Guo Anni would drive her newly bought white Ferrari to the company today, Zhang Yong served Lan Feiyang and Aunt Liu.
"Okay, then I'm leaving." Zhang Yong raised his hand, started the silver-gray Rolls-Royce Phantom and turned around.
"Wow! Rolls-Royce Phantom!" exclaimed a few young candidates at the entrance of the examination center who are used to looking at Chery, Changan Alto, Santala and other cars worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
"Really! It's probably the son of a wealthy businessman who was sent by the driver to take the exam." They looked at the tall and handsome Lan Feiyang's back, guessing with envy.
Lan Feiyang shook his head helplessly after hearing this, but his heart felt sweet and proud.
To be honest, Guo Anni was really nice to him! He originally said last night that he ran to the bus stop early in the morning to take the bus to the test center. But Guo Anni said it was too far, and it was too troublesome to change trains and get up early, so he asked Zhang
Yong sends it to him today.
Lan Feiyang took out his admission ticket and looked for the examination room and seat number.
Because the driver's license theory test has long adopted the computer operation of human-computer interactive testing, there are rows of computers neatly placed in the examination room.
Some male and female candidates of different ages who had arrived early were sighing in frustration: "I didn't expect the inspection to be so strict now. The gunman can't get in, but how can I survive?"
"That's right, I guess today was in vain."
"Oh, what a damn unlucky person!"
"Hey, young man, are you sitting here?" Seeing Lan Feiyang stop at the edge of his seat, a middle-aged man in his forties who was sitting on his left raised his head and asked with a smile.
"Yes." Lan Feiyang nodded, blew away the vague dust on the computer desk and chair and sat down. In the past two months of his career as a personal housekeeper in the villa, under the strict requirements of Aunt Liu and Guo Anni, he had a clear understanding of the situation.
The habit of keeping the windows clean and spotless.
"You are so young, you should be watching?" The fat man kept a friendly smile on his face.
"Well, I read it two or three times." Lan Feiyang shook the chair that seemed to be uneven and replied casually.
"Is that possible?" The fat man said with a smile, "Can you help me?"
"Ah?" Lan Feiyang, who was moving the chair to try to make it as stable as possible, was startled. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the expectant smiling face.
"Just help me. I'm so old, how can I remember so much? Besides, I'm so busy all day long that I don't have time to read." Seeing the invigilator come in, he quickly lowered his voice and said, "We originally invited
It belongs to the gunman, but this time the authorities have tightened the investigation and installed a camera probe in the examination room, making it impossible to get in..."
When a thin man in his fifties sitting in the back heard this, he leaned over and interjected with bright eyes: "Young man, count me in. After all, you young people have good memories, so you can help us. We won't."
I asked you to help me in vain."
Lan Feiyang didn't know how to answer, "Help, it seems wrong; if I don't help, I'll have to ask myself for help"... then the preparation bell rang.
"That's it." The middle-aged, fat man reached out and patted his shoulder resolutely. Lan Feiyang was noncommittal.
Lan Feiyang clicked on the test questions according to the requirements of the invigilator. When he saw that they were almost all questions from the mock test paper he had done last night, he picked up the mouse and selected abcd with "tick tock, tick tock".
The fat man in his forties sitting on his left and the thin man in his fifties sitting behind him quickly turned sideways and squinted or leaned forward to choose with him. But when they saw that the questions were different, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
They asked Lan Feiyang to finish his own work quickly and then do it for them. Lan Feiyang had no choice but to finish his work and help the fat man do it for him. The one who wanted to make the fat man do it secretly went to the thin man's computer and helped the thin man do it for him.
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At first, Lan Feiyang was afraid that the invigilator would warn or intervene if he saw it. Unexpectedly, he raised his head and ignored him. He walked around for a while, returned to the door and sat down with his legs crossed.