Guo Tao's thoughts reminded Song Chaoyuan of the article that Luo Yang showed him, Guo Tao was like the young man who loved martial arts, and devoted all his energy to boring research for several years, and finally made the ordinary sword in his hand become a sword that sharpened iron like clay.

This sword has shown its sharpness, Guo Tao's company has also begun to emerge in the international market, if he can always maintain this mentality, then his business future can be said to be limitless.

Don't underestimate such a small enterprise, in fact, there are not many such enterprises in many countries in Europe and the United States, and they are well-known in their own fields.

For Guo Tao, Song Yuanchao is supportive, thinking that his thinking is very clear and his ideas are also real.

The two chatted in the garden for a while, and then went back, before returning to the ward, Song Yuanchao also went to the bathroom on purpose, rinsed his mouth with tap water, and did not go upstairs with confidence until he asked Guo Tao to help confirm that there was no smoke in his mouth.

After being discharged from the hospital, Song Dynasty Yuan Lin Yan rested at home for a week at the request of Song Yuan Chao, until Song Yuan Chao really couldn't stand such a chatting life of eating, sleeping, sleeping and eating every day. Lin Yan once again took Song Yuanchao to do an examination, and after making sure that he was really fine, he was allowed to move freely.

He didn't work for nearly half a month, and although Song Yuanchao kept in touch with the company during the break, he still accumulated a lot of work that he couldn't handle.

It took some time to deal with the accumulated work, and then met with the company's senior management and had a few meetings, and Song Yuanchao was a little empty.

This year's Qingming Festival was unable to sweep the tomb on time because of Song Yuanchao's illness, so after dealing with these things, Song Chaoyuan took Lin Yan and the child to Gusu to sweep the tomb of his parents.

As in previous years, the Song Dynasty helped them come to the cemetery smoothly, but they went several days late this time, and the cemetery was already very empty, and there were few people at all.

"Mr. Song! You're here! I thought you weren't coming this year. "As soon as I drove into the cemetery, the parking lot stopped, and a caretaker of the cemetery greeted me.

"Hello, Qingming didn't come for a while, and I came late this year." Song Chaoyuan shook hands with the other party with a smile, and at the same time turned around and took a cigarette from the car and handed it to him: "Hard work, this cigarette is for everyone to smoke, thank you for your usual care." ”

"Look at what you said, this is what we do, where is there anything to take care of, you are so polite every time you come, how embarrassing are we." The other party was very happy in his heart, a big boss like Song Yuanchao who was so polite to ordinary people who guarded the cemetery had never met him except him, and some people who drove here looked down on them at all on weekdays, and their nostrils were all to the sky, where was Song Yuanchao so polite to them.

After taking the cigarette, the administrator smiled and chatted with Song Yuanchao, and specially helped to carry the sacrifices or something to the tomb of Song Yuanchao's parents.

When he got over there, Song Chaoyuan saw that his parents' graves were cleaned cleanly, and he was even more satisfied, and after thanking the other party, he and Lin Yan were preparing to place the sacrifices, and the other party suddenly slapped his forehead and said something that made Song Chaoyuan turn around.

"By the way, Mr. Song, I almost forgot my business, didn't you always ask us to help keep an eye on who is going to sweep your parents' graves? Just some time ago, someone came to sweep the tomb again. ”

"Again?" Song Chaoyuan was stunned for a moment and turned around and asked, "Who is here?" Did you ask the name? ”

I didn't have time to ask, there were too many people who came on the day of Qingming, and when they came back to their senses, everyone drove out, just when Song Chaoyuan was a little disappointed, the other party took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over: "But this time I have to write down the license plate number, you see that it is this license plate." ”

Song Yuanchao was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the note and opened it to see that there was a license plate number written in it, although I don't know who swept the grave of his parents, but with this license plate number, he should be able to find someone.

After all, the current car ownership is not large, whether the car is public or private, find some relationship to find out whose car it is, so as to figure out who has been sweeping the graves of their parents for several years.

thanked the other party, the other party waved his hand and said yes, no need to be polite or anything like that, and then left Song Yuanchao's family without disturbing him.

After the other party left, Lin Yan on the side came up and glanced at the note in Song Chaoyuan's hand, and asked who might come to sweep the grave of Song Yuanchao's parents, Song Yuanchao shook his head and said that he had guessed for a few years and had not guessed. But anyway, now that I finally have some eyebrows, I should be able to find out soon.

After sweeping the graves of his parents, Song Chaoyuan's family didn't stay there long, and drove back to Huhai directly.

When he arrived at home, Song Yuanchao took out the piece of paper in his pocket and looked at it, there was only an ordinary license plate number on it, and this license plate was from Huhai.

After thinking about it, Song Yuanchao didn't look for anyone else, and called Zhang Jianguo directly.

Just check a license plate, there is no need to use other relationships, Zhang Jianguo's logistics company has a good relationship with the traffic police force because of business reasons, so it is most convenient for Zhang Jianguo to help ask about this matter.

Only more than an hour later, Zhang Jianguo's phone call came back, in the phone he told Song Chaoyuan the owner and address of the license plate, took a piece of paper to record it, Song Chaoyuan thanked Zhang Jianguo, and then looked at the owner information on it, and couldn't help frowning.

"Wen Lifang?" This name is very unfamiliar, whether it is in the past life or in this life, Song Yuanchao has never heard of it, and in his previous life, because of Song Yuanchao's work, he rarely went to visit his parents' graves on time every Qingming Festival like now, and it usually took a week or even half a month to pass on Sunday.

Maybe because of this, Song Yuanchao didn't meet someone sweeping the tomb of his parents in his previous life, after all, he went earlier, and by the time Qingming was a few days old, Song Yuanchao had already finished sweeping the tomb in advance, at most, on the day of Qingming, he would give his parents a stick of incense and pay some food or something.

Now that you have a name, it's much easier to find someone. It's a little late today, and Song Chaoyuan plans to go to the above address the next day to ask. For many years, this Wen Lifang went to sweep the graves of his parents, but he had never heard of this person, which made Song Chaoyuan particularly curious.

The next morning, Song Chaoyuan did not drive, and rode a bicycle to the home of the owner Wen Lifang. His home, Song Yuanchao's house, is not too far away, and it only takes ten minutes to ride a bicycle.

When I got to the place, this is an old house that is some years old, although the house is much smaller than the home of Song Yuanchao, but it can still be regarded as an era building, and the house also has a small garden, looking in through the gap between the walls, the small garden is not planted with flowers and plants in the imagination, the ground is poured with cement and hardened, there is a small car parked inside, this car is actually Audi 100, Audi 100 is authorized by FAW in 1988 to produce, this car is the predecessor of the classic A6, it can be regarded as a very good car.

The number of the license plate is the one that the administrator gave to Song Yuanchao yesterday, and it seems that the owner's house did not go out. Song Chaoyuan took a deep breath at the door of the station, calmed down and pressed the doorbell, and soon the doorbell rang inside.

In a moment, the sound of unhurried footsteps came, and the door opened.

A man who was much older than Song Yuanchao, maintained a good figure, and looked nearly forty or fifty years old appeared in front of Song Yuanchao.

Although this man is not young, he is dressed in a very stylish style, this style is called "Old Koehler", his upper body is a plaid shirt, and the outside is a sweater with a sweetheart collar, the color is very matched, outstanding but not impetuous, on the contrary, there is a Scottish style.

As for the lower body, it is a pair of crisp full-wool suit pants, and the feet are wearing shiny pointy shoes. The hair is neatly combed, but it is not the kind of big bun in the back, but similar to the appearance of a split head, with sideburns, a few broken hairs on the forehead are bent at will with a curvature, and a good watch is on his hand.

"Who are you looking for?" The man asked, his voice magnetic and pleasant.

"Hello, are you Mr. Wen Lifang Wen?" Song Chaoyuan asked.

"I'm Wen Lifang, you are Wen Lifang looked at Song Chaoyuan, frowning slightly, as if he wanted to know who the other party was.

"My name is Song Yuanchao, and I took the liberty to visit."

"Song Dynasty aid? Sorry, we don't seem to know each other, do we? Wen Lifang asked with a little vigilance.

"Yes, we met for the first time and had never met before." Song Yuanchao nodded.

"Then you are

"That's the case, do you know Song Guangzeng and Wang Sufen?"

"Song Guangzeng and Wang Sufen?" The other party was stunned for a moment, and then thought of Song Yuanchao's self-introduction just now, and suddenly understood.

"You just said your name is Song Yuanchao? Then you are theirs

"I am their son, the only son." Song Yuanchao replied.

"No wonder." Wen Lifang suddenly realized, and then opened the door and said to Song Yuanchao: "Please come in, please come in, I didn't expect you to come, come in and sit." ”

Thank you and thank you, Song Dynasty came into the door, and looked around inside, this old house was renovated, but it kept its original layout.

On the ground floor is a dining room and kitchen, along with a bathroom. Wen Lifang beckoned Song Yuanchao to the second floor, there is a room here that is his study and living room, after entering, Song Yuanchao's eyes lit up, there were several oil paintings in it, one of which was just half painted, but it could be seen that it was a landscape painting.

There are also several oil paintings hanging on the walls, including figures, still lifes, landscapes, and so on.

"You painted this? Didn't expect you to be a painter? ”

"Hehe, where am I a painter, just painting and playing when we talk." Wen Lifang waved his hand and smiled, invited Song Yuanchao to sit, and then asked Song Chaoyuan what he wanted to drink, he had tea, coffee, and wine here.

Song Yuanchao didn't have this habit of drinking early in the morning, so Song Yuanchao said that it was okay to drink tea and coffee, Wen Lifang smiled and said that since this is the case, let's drink coffee, he didn't have time to make coffee when he got up late today, and it happened that Song Yuanyuan came to drink together.