Qiao Yujun suddenly felt an ominous premonition, "Dad?!"
"You, Zihan, and Qiao Wei come over to the old house for dinner together. I have something to say." Qiao Haoting hung up the phone after saying that.
Listening to the blind tone on the phone, Qiao Yujun breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong?" Song Zihan asked softly.
Qiao Yujun's tone softened a little, "Dad asked the three of us to come over for dinner because we had something to say."
Qiao Haoting always liked to be quiet, and the most he wanted was for them to come over to see him. He rarely asked them to come over, but this time he actually asked them to come over for dinner. Why?
Confused, Qiao Yujun walked to the door and opened it, "Xiaowei, take a shower and change clothes. Let's go to Grandpa's place for dinner."
Qiao Wei stayed on the sofa and didn't move, "I don't want to go."
"Now, Lin Xiangwan's matter has become a storm in the city, and reporters will not pay so much attention to you." Qiao Yujun came over and patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Be obedient, clean up and let's go together. You have been at home like this.
Being bored will make you sick."
Qiao Wei curled her lips and stood up slowly, "Grandpa, what are you doing? It's getting more and more chaotic."
"No nonsense." Qiao Yujun interrupted her displeasedly, "I tell you, in front of the old man, you must be good, especially don't mention the fake Lin Xiangwan casually."
Qiao Wei looked over in confusion, "You seem to be very concerned about this fake Lin Xiangwan."
"How could I..." Qiao Yujun glared at her covertly, "I'm not thinking about you. The old man has a good impression of that girl. If you say bad things about her, it will affect grandpa's opinion of you."
"He doesn't like me now anyway." Qiao Wei said angrily.
"Xiaowei!" Qiao Yujun walked to her side, "From now on, you can no longer hang out in the entertainment industry. You have to be more careful about the company's affairs. Stop being so careless as before. Let grandpa treat you.
It made a good impression.”
Qiao Wei looked disapproving, "Anyway, I am the only heir of our Qiao family. Will grandpa give the company to outsiders?"
"You..." Qiao Yujun frowned, "Even if this is the case, shouldn't you work hard?"
"Okay, I understand. After these few days, I will go to the head office where I work!" Qiao Wei replied impatiently and walked into the bathroom.
Watching her daughter walk into the bathroom, Qiao Yujun frowned and sighed.
How could I give birth to such a promising daughter?!
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Hongkong.
In the mourning hall, everyone was dressed in black. Qin Wanwan also put on black clothes and stood beside Gu Chi, welcoming the guests with him.
With the Gu family's influence here, there are naturally not a few guests.
All visitors to Gu Chi showed absolute respect.
Once Gu Cheng dies, Gu Chi will be the only heir to the Gu family. Businessmen only care about profit. Who dares not to deal with the future head of the Gu family well?
Zhou Qing, Gu Yue, and Lu Wanrong were all standing aside in black clothes, looking much more deserted.
Every guest who came would exchange a word or two with Gu Chike, and he was particularly polite to Qin Wanwan. The most he would do to them would be to shake hands and express condolences.
This kind of thing is not new at all.
What's more, the personalities of Zhou Qing and others make it difficult to make real friends.
The memorial service ended soon, and Gu Cheng's coffin was carried into the car and taken to the cemetery. Gu Chi and others also got into the car separately and went with them.
