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Chapter 1079

He felt sorry for his sister.

My sister has not many family members, except Ye Mingren, he is the only one.

As for Ye Wenqi, I don’t know if she and Chang Ming will come.

In fact, Li Yuanlang is quite envious of Chang Ming.

Free coming and going, unlike him, he is too constrained.

A father-in-law and an echelon cadre are enough to become a confinement.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Yuanlang sighed deeply.

Bai Qing obviously understood Li Yuanlang's loss and comforted him: "Honey, in order to make up for the regrets, we will choose a time to go to the old Wang family house to pay tribute to the old man. I will arrange the opportunity. What do you think?"

"That's all." Li Yuanlong agreed.

When Li Yuanlang returned home, he thought about it over and over again and proposed an idea to Bai Qing.

"It's been so long, I want to meet Shui Qingzhang."

Bai Qing was very surprised, "Why?"

"After Tingyue's death, I have never seen the Gu family. The departure of Mr. Wang reminds me of the long time I haven't seen him."

Bai Qing grabbed Li Yuanlang's hand with a serious expression, "Husband, I know you value feelings. No matter how you say it, he is also your son's grandfather, I can understand this."

"But have you ever thought about it? What do you say when you see him? It's hard to say that Tingyue's death. He will blame you. You can't raise your head in front of him and the Gu family."

"He hates you more than others, and you married me, and your career is in an upward stage. He is in prison, but you are in a very glorious place. In contrast, his heart will change. It's okay to not see you. Once you see you, bad results will inevitably occur."

"This is not a wise choice for you and Shui Qingzhang. Listen to me and completely dispel this idea. Don't do it now, and don't do it in the future."

Li Yuanlong sighed again.

My wife is right. Shui Tingyue is alive. Even if he and Shui Tingyue are not married when they divorce him, the Gu family still recognize him.

Shui Tingyue is dead, no matter who it is, he will be counted.

What's more, Bai Qing is more or less responsible for the accidental death of Shui Tingyue, and Bai Qing is now his legitimate wife and Qingqing's mother.

Thinking of this, Li Yuanlang had to give up.

He didn't know what kind of relationship he would face with the Gu family in the future.

There are also two sons who are missing, Guyu and Zheng Li. Where are they?

Because of this concern, Li Yuanlang was not in a high mood.

Only Bai Qing knew him, Lu Linsong thought that Mr. Wang had passed away, and Li Yuanlang became in love with the scene and believed that he was a person who valued friendship.

Two days passed in a flash, and during this period, Li Yuanlang received a call from Mu Guangsen to report to him about the progress of several assigned matters.

"Guangsen, thank you for your hard work. I still have things to deal with in Beijing. I will go back a few days later. Please keep an eye on the company and report any situation at any time."

"Yes, I must."

Now Mu Guangsen has completely become Li Yuanlang's right-hand man.

After spending more than a year with Li Yuanlang, they have broken the relationship between superiors and subordinates, and are more like friends or even relatives.

Luo Shengshuang also called to communicate with Li Yuanlang about the new measures of the reduction plan.

The principle of voluntary action has been added, and compensation benefits have been greatly improved in terms of retirement and resignation, which is more attractive.

It seems that it is still effective to collect employees' voices through questionnaires.

The shooting plan that Wang Huan is responsible for is in full swing.

Li Yuanlang has watched the episode of Qiming's previous filming and is very satisfied.

Not to mention, Zhang Erxiao’s team’s design on funny jokes is excellent, both in terms of shooting techniques and actor performances.

Although it cannot be compared with the big production, it can at least satisfy the public of netizens that are both funny and understand the promotion of Shuntong Company's relevant tariffs, which meets the original requirements.

Therefore, with the unanimous approval of Li Yuanlang and the members of the company, Qiming and others filmed the remaining nine episodes one after another.

After he goes back, he finishes watching and makes plans for the next step.

After dinner that day, Bai Qing answered a phone call and said to Li Yuanlang: "I'm done contacting. At 8 o'clock, let's go to the Wang family's old house to pay tribute to Mr. Wang."

Li Yuanlang looked at the time and said, "There is still an hour and a half left. There is a serious traffic jam in the capital. We must set off early."

"It won't take much time to open the road with a leading vehicle."

Li Yuanlong was puzzled that his father-in-law had always been low-key. This time he was purely a private condolence. Getting a leading car would not give people the impression that he was mobilizing, and the impact would be bad.

Bai Qing explained: "There are several guard posts in Mr. Wang's old house, and there are no relevant documents. You can't get in if you check the documents. This time it was my father who came forward to say hello. We represent not only myself, but also my father."

Li Yuanlang felt relieved.

With the leading car, the Hongqi sedan Li Yuanlang and his friends were riding in was unobstructed all the way. It took less than 40 minutes to appear at the entrance of the Wang family's old house.

The Hongqi car has a military license plate, and the driver and co-pilot are both soldiers.

When passing by the checkpoint, the colonel officer in the co-pilot communicated with the post, and Li Yuanlang and Bai Qing did not need to come forward.

Li Yuanlang is not unfamiliar with the Wang family’s old house.

I remember that when he and Shui Tingyue got married, they came once.

The house is still the same kind of house, but the owner is no longer there.

After passing six levels, the Hongqi car finally stopped at the gate of the old house.

There were two soldiers guarding the door. After checking the documents, Li Yuanlang and Bai Qing were released.

Walking through the screen wall of a courtyard, the yard was brightly lit, and many staff members in uniform were walking back and forth.

Entering the Second Daoyuan, Wang Song and Ye Qingrou welcomed him together.

The two of them wore mourning clothes on their left arms, and Wang Song looked sad and exhausted in his haggardness.

"Brother, sister-in-law, on behalf of my father and the whole family, I would like to thank you for coming to pay tribute to my grandfather."

Li Yuanlang patted Wang Song on the shoulder, "How are the leader?"

"My dad is fine, let's go in."

Wang Song made a gesture of invitation, and Li Yuanlang took a big step and walked in first.

Wang Song was next to him, followed by Bai Qing and Ye Qingrou.

On the way, Li Yuanlang asked Wang Song about some things about the funeral, and before he knew it, he walked to the backyard.

There was a white cloth hanging at the door of the main room, with a line of large characters on it, with the words "Old man's eternal life".

When I pushed the door open, I saw a portrait of Mr. Wang hanging in the middle of the main hall, and there were several young men and women next to me. It can be judged from the mourning experience that these are all the grandchildren of the Wang family.

But no elders are here.

Li Yuanlang was wondering, the door on the left opened, Wang Minghong was in front, Wang Zhanhong and him were all the other children of the Wang family.

Everyone came over and stood on both sides according to the size of their brothers.

The grandchildren stood behind their parents.

Li Yuanlang and Bai Qing stood up straight, walked to the portrait together with a solemn expression, and bowed three times as the host read it.

The children of the Wang family bowed and returned the gift according to etiquette.

The Wang family mobilized so much because Li Yuanlang and his wife came to pay their respects to the condolences of Lu Linsong.

Respect for them is also respect for Lu Linsong.

After bowing and raising three incense sticks, Li Yuanlong slowly walked to Wang Minghong, stretched out his hands and held them tightly with Wang Minghong, and said solemnly: "Chief, I am sorry."

Wang Minghong responded: "Please tell Comrade Linsong, on behalf of the whole family, I would like to express my deep gratitude."

It was Wang Zhanhong's turn, and Li Yuanlang also said: "Secretary Wang, I'll be mourning."

"Thank you." Wang Zhanhong nodded sadly.

When Bai Qing shook hands with Wang Minghong, Li Yuanlang saw her saying something in Wang Minghong's ear. Wang Minghong nodded slightly and pondered for a moment.

The couple said goodbye after shaking hands with the Wang family's children, and Wang Song personally sent it out.

"Brother, some old friends said they wanted to see you, please follow me."

Old friend?

Li Yuanlang was stunned, and Bai Qing poked him gently, "Go, I'll wait for you somewhere else."

Immediately, Bai Qing turned into the side room next to her and pushed the door open and walked in.

I felt my wife sneaking and didn't know which one she made.

Li Yuanlang was not convenient to ask, so he had to follow Wang Song and a entourage out of the courtyard.

The three of them walked through a small alley, entered the yard next to them, and walked up the steps and headed straight to the main room.

At the door, you can hear the sound of talking inside.

Wang Song knocked on the door, and the person who opened the door happened to face Li Yuanlang's eyes, and Li Yuanlang was a little surprised.

"Tianhou, why are you?"

Ji Tianhou smiled slightly, "Why can't it be me? Come in quickly, it's cold outside."

Seeing this, Wang Song said to Li Yuanlang: "Brother, you guys talk, I still have something to do."

"You go."

Ji Tianhou leaned his body and sent Li Yuanlang into the main hall.

Then I opened the door on the left and a smell of tobacco rushed straight to the door.
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