Yanjing, Zhonghai, Sichuan-Chongqing, Jinling, for a hundred years, have stood countless wealthy families.

The big waves sweep the sand......

Either the glory continues, or it is reduced to normal, or it is completely "annihilated" and becomes the bottom......

The Song family is the former!

Decades ago, there were only four major families in China, which could be called a national-level family in the true sense.

The Song family is one of them!

It is also famous as a heroine among women, which has continued to this day, and its own family energy is integrated with the Wang family, promoting its strengths and avoiding weaknesses, and creating the status of the Wang family's current super giant family!

It is the wife of the old man of the Wang family. Island Song Family!

The old lady's real name is Song Ying, in Yanjing and even in the highest circle of the entire Chinese country, she has the style of the three sisters of the Song Dynasty in the past. It's still a big tree, and the roots are huge!

On this day, only a few days have passed since the turmoil of the Wang family next to Zhonghai, and there are high rollers visiting the former residence of the royal family in Yanjing, a secluded courtyard.

is also a woman, surnamed Wu. is retired, gray-haired, graceful and elegant, and his eyes are flashing, still revealing the majesty of a top person in China.

He was once an alternate member of a bureau in China, a national vice-level figure, even if he was idle, he was also a giant in the eyes of countless wealthy people.

The black Audi car drove slowly, and this Ms. Wu was still elegant, but her face was slightly cautious.

The one who wants to visit, although it is his aunt, and now he is also the age of his grandmother, but the awe that goes deep into the bone marrow is still there after so many years.

After the annual meeting of the Zhonghai Wang's family, it was just the right time, so Ms. Wu would come to visit, and in normal times, it was not a big event, so she would definitely not come here.

Mrs. Song doesn't like to be bothered!

At this time, the driver was still the personal secretary of the alternate member of a bureau at the time, in his fifties, also a woman, and his heart suddenly rose with apprehension.

Committee member Wu is a noble person in this person's career, an iconic figure of the Wu family in Yanjing, and he can be said to have raised the Wu family to the point where he is today.

Even if the husband's family is ordinary, with the energy of this Sister Wu, in a dynasty like Yanjing, where you can meet a director-level and department-level figure in three or two steps, it is still a second-tier wealthy family that is constantly rising to the present day.

What a toughness!

Because of this, the dual identity of the driver's secretary is even more staggering.

Sister Wu is already a successful person, and the Wu family and her husband's Feng family are two wealthy families that should not be underestimated in Yanjing, and they are the age of grandmothers, but it seems that in front of this old sister Song, she is nervous like a little girl.

"Xiao Peng, how about my cheongsam? Specially customized, does it fit well? Hey, I really don't like to wear this kind of national costume, if it weren't for my aunt's liking...... By the way, bring everything, this kind of flower tea produced in Xizi Mountain, my aunt is good for this......"

"Also, Xiao Peng, you have to pay attention to the atmosphere for a while, when calling my aunt. It's good to call me sister, look younger......"

After a few words, the elegant Ms. Wu, who was dressed in a cheongsam, stepped in with Xiao Peng, the driver who was carrying a few gift boxes.

And the driver, Xiao Peng, is already a woman in her fifties, and now she is the deputy of an alternate member of a bureau in Yanjing, and a figure at the level of a vice minister......

The environment of the courtyard is very quiet, an old lady with silver hair, is seventy years old, but the years seem to be very merciful, can still vaguely see the beauty of the city when she was young, at the moment is watering the flowers and plants in the courtyard, a person, seems to be a little lonely.

But Ms. Wu, who stepped in, knew that if her aunt wanted someone to accompany her, few women in Yanjing would not be willing to come over to act as a "maid"!

The Song family, although it has declined in recent years, is only because the Wang family and several other national-level families have risen too sharply in recent years, Rao is like this, and the Song family is still one of the most profound quasi-vice-national-level families.

"Auntie!"

"Song... Sister Song!"

"Nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, Ah Yi, you are not at home with your mother. My dear sister...... I see you girl, there must be a ghost!"

Wu Yi is already in his sixties, and he is still retiring from the high position of an alternate member of a certain bureau, and he is called a girl by the old lady in front of him, but he is not the slightest displeasure, but he is happy.

This shows that the old lady is in a good mood today.

"Auntie. How can that...... Xiao Peng, there is a tea set in the house, let's make tea, I'll talk to my aunt. ”

said hello, and when the deputy ministerial-level driver who was a little trembling left, Wu Yi came to the old lady. exchanged a few words with a flattering look, and in the end, he smiled and said his true thoughts on this trip.

Wang Canglan!

To be exact, it is Wang Canglan, the son of his cousin, Wang Qi!

Of course Wu Yi knows this. There are many things that can't be hidden from my aunt, but the candidate for the head of the Wang family is approaching, and it may not be a good thing not to stand in line in advance.

And taking advantage of the relationship between her aunt and Mrs. Song, Wu Yi naturally wants to save a lot of trouble in choosing.

You must know the energy behind your aunt. It's not necessarily inferior to her uncle, the current helmsman of the Yanjing royal family!

Under normal circumstances, the so-called marrying a chicken with a chicken, my aunt should be called Mrs. Wang, but the Song family is an existence that cannot be ignored, and the status in the past was even higher than that of the Wang family. So the title of Mrs. Song has become a habit.

"You girl, you are shrewd!"

As soon as the words were said thoroughly, the old lady patted the back of Wu Yi's hand, but her eyes were far away. The slightest longing and heartache emerge and spread......

Wang Canglan is her biological son and the eldest, of course, the meat of her heart.

But the wealthy family is deep, and many things, even her husband may not be able to do everything as she wishes, let alone herself......

"Girl. I know what you're here with in mind...... I already knew about the existence of my grandson, but ......"

The old lady was stunned, and at this moment, the intricacies in her eyes were even more obvious.

And that Wu Yi also glanced at that end, the deputy minister-level driver Xiao Peng. I was coming over with tea, and when I understood it, I took a few steps back, but I didn't come.

"When the time comes, I'll meet my grandson...... When the time comes, I'll tell you what I think in my heart, I can't let you come for nothing, I don't dare to accept your girl's tea. ”

Wu Yi laughed out loud when he heard this, temporarily losing his elegance.

Soon, with Mrs. Song's words, Wu Yi's smile froze a little.

"I think it's a disaster, my third son. Eh......"

After a sigh, Wu Yi beside him was shocked, hugged his aunt's arm, and nodded slightly.

Perhaps, you don't have to wait for your aunt's statement later......

Canglan, the third young master of Yanjing in the past. After all, he is still the most beloved son of his aunt!

Not long after, an Audi car slowly drove away from the courtyard, and Wu Yi waved goodbye.

In the courtyard, the woman of the Song family is now seventy years old, and she no longer continues to water the flowers and plants. But I don't know when, I took out the photo album, wiped it and wiped it again, and slowly doted on love in my eyes, until finally, the tears were a little blurred......

The man in the album. Between the eyebrows, it is almost the same mold as the bald head.

Wang Canglan!

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"Xiao Peng, ask your leader for leave, just say that he will accompany me to Qincheng...... Just think I'm going to meet her grandson for my aunt first......"

"Ah, Sister Wu, my old leader, you are so old, and you are still so tormented...... Okay, then I'll say hello to the people on the other side of Beihe first, and arrange accommodation or something, by the way, Sister Wu, Fan Zengfan*Ji, who manages Beihe, I remember to be your protégé......"

Wu Yi, who was in the car, seemed to be a little distracted, and casually responded yes, she had already dialed the old man's machine and called the celebrity next to her uncle.

"Hey, I'm Wu Yi... Do me a favor. Then you have to keep it a secret, and don't let my uncle-in-law know...... Yes, find the contact information of my third cousin's son and send it to me when I'm done!"

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An hour later, a short-haul flight from Yanjing to Beihe Shizhou landed.

Several figures walked out of the airport passage, except for Xiao Peng. There are also several core members of the Feng family of Wu Yifu's family, as well as several core members of her own Wu family.

Ms. Wu Yi, who was protected inside, had already dialed the old man's machine and dialed a number.

At this time, the bald phone at the end of the Beiyun Club rang......

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