For a moment, his body seemed to be struck by lightning, and Mu Qingqing froze on the spot.
The Cheng family chaebol...it's him! After hiding for so long, he finally found him!
Can she not go?
But......
Looking at Grandpa Yi who was kneeling and crying sadly, Mu Qingqing wanted to help him up. She needed to think about it, or at least be mentally prepared.
"Qingqing, if you don't agree today, I won't get up, old man!" Grandpa Yi knelt on the ground, and Mu Qingqing couldn't pull him up at all.
"Grandpa Yi, you..." Throwing away his hand, Mu Qingqing stood aside.
Her move attracted countless strange looks from people, but she didn't care.
She regards the Yi family as relatives, but even if they are relatives, they have to give her some time to breathe if they want her to do something. What's more, they want her to go to hell now. She is so confused that she can't care about Grandpa Yi.
.
After a long time, Mu Qingqing walked over and looked at Grandpa Yi. Her originally bloody face had turned pale. She frowned and nodded, "I'll go!"
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Looking at the building in front of her, Mu Qingqing raised a self-deprecating smile. She had been to this building several times, but she had never even seen his face.
At that time, her grandfather was in critical condition, and she was helpless and hesitant. But one day, he left without saying a word, and even half a month passed before he came back. Her grandfather wanted to see him, so she had no choice but to come to see him.
Now, after hiding for several years, he is back again.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Mu Qingqing straightened her back and walked in.
"Hello, I'm looking for your president." The person at the front desk has changed. I wonder if this one will be like the previous one, looking down on others?
"Do you have an appointment?" The receptionist looked at Mu Qingqing and did not hesitate because of her ordinary clothes.
Mu Qingqing shook her head. It seems that the Cheng family has recruited some talents in the past few years.
"Sorry, you can't see the president without an appointment."
"Your president asked me to come here. My name is Mu Qingqing. Please tell him."
"Okay, please wait a moment..."
Mu Qingqing walked to a chair in the lobby and sat down. After a while, the front desk lady put down the phone and walked over.
"Miss, you can go up. The president's office is on the 83rd floor. Please take the elevator there."
"OK, thanks."
Mu Qingqing stood up, thanked her, and walked to the elevator.
The door opened, Mu Qingqing walked into the elevator, pressed the 83rd floor button, took a deep breath, and watched the numbers slowly go up.
We reached the 83rd floor without any obstacles, stepped out of the elevator, and were greeted by a man.
"Is this Miss Mu Qingqing?" the man asked politely.
"I am."
"Lin Xin," Lin Xin stretched out his hand and shook her hand, "The president has been waiting for you for a long time, please come with me." Mu Qingqing followed Lin Xin and came to a door.
Looking at the door in front of her, the words "President's Office" made her breath quicken slightly.
"Come in." After knocking on the door, a colder voice came from inside than he remembered.
Lin Xinchong made a gesture of invitation to Mu Qingqing and left.
After calming down her anxious heart, Mu Qingqing opened the door and walked in.
Cheng Moyan was processing documents. When he heard the voice, he raised his head and glanced at her, "Sit down."
Seeing his nonchalant expression, and thinking of Grandpa Yi and Grandma Yi's worries about Xiaodouzi, Mu Qingqing, who had been a little worried just now, suddenly became angry. She did not sit down, but walked to the desk.