Zhong Lizi asked while driving: "Mr. Yang, how many days are you going to play here?" I can be a guide for you. Yang Yuebing said: "No need, thank you." We went back after breakfast. I'll play with Miss Zhong next time I come over. ”

"Ah, in such a hurry?" Zhong Lizi glanced at Song Haowen in the back row from the reflector,

"You come and go, why?" She couldn't figure out the true relationship between Song Haowen and Yang Yuebing, and when she thought of the two living together at night, she couldn't help but feel a faint pain in her heart.

However, she is an actress and is very good at hiding her true emotions, and outsiders can't see what she thinks in her heart.

Song Haowen explained: "We came here this time to meet with Mr. Yang's uncle, and we originally planned to return on the same day, so we didn't tell you." It's just that something was delayed late, so I stayed. We are in a hurry to go back because I have to rush back to the capital today and not delay tomorrow's class. ”

"That's right. You have something to do, go back first, Mr. Yang has a rare trip, stay and let me accompany me for a few days, and do my best to be a landlord. Zhong Lizi said.

Yang Yuebing smiled at Zhong Lizi and expressed her gratitude.

"Not this time, next time. I am now in charge of the opening of the hotel in Pengcheng on the 8th of next month, and I have a lot to do. What Boss Song did was to shake off his hands and be in charge, he was only interested in reading the 'Book of Sages', and all the management of the company was thrown to Miss Ben, and he didn't ask about the tiredness. Song Haowen smiled apologetically and did not speak.

Zhong Lizi's eyes lit up.

"Mr. Song, you must be here when the hotel opens, right?" Song Haowen shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to come." This matter is all entrusted to Mr. Yang. When we opened, we invited you to come and have a look, okay? Zhong Lizi heard that Song Haowen was not there, and her heart was cold, and she had no idea of joining in the fun.

"There were activities at school in those days, and I might not be able to go." Yang Yuebing regretted: "It's a pity. Today's time is too rushed, I originally wanted to take the opportunity of the opening to communicate with Miss Zhong more. Zhong Lizi smiled,

"It's okay, Pengcheng is adjacent to here, we can meet at any time." As she spoke, Zhong Lizi drove the car to a Chinese teahouse at the foot of the mountain, where she and Song Haowen had been many times, and they felt good about the breakfast here.

The three of them sat down to eat steamed buns and noodles, and each drank another drink. After eating, Song Haowen persuaded Zhong Lizi to go to school, and he and Yang Yuebing went to the customs border.

Zhong Lizi saw that she really couldn't keep them, so she drove them to the border, watched them clear customs, and after her back disappeared into the crowd, she went back to class in a daze.

After Song Haowen and Yang Yuebing returned to the Pengcheng Haowen Chain Hotel, they summoned Xu Bin, Leng Xiaohe, Zhang Wei, Peng Xue and other four old employees and held a short meeting with them to remind them of the places they should pay special attention to in their work.

Later, accompanied by Yang Yuebing, he visited the newly hired employees. Yang Yuebing said: "Eighty percent of the newly recruited employees are from other places, and there are all over the country. You may never have imagined that there is a mother and daughter from Beijing in our batch of new employees, this daughter has just turned 16 years old, graduated from junior high school, although in line with the national minimum standards for employment, at first we did not agree to accept, feel that the age is too young, and then after her mother repeatedly pleaded, plus the hotel work is different from the factory, the labor intensity is not too large, and it is a Beijing person, and finally agreed to stay on probation. After listening to the introduction, Song Haowen became somewhat interested in the mother and daughter from the capital.

"You take me to see the mother and daughter. If the girl is very weak, it is better not to keep it, lest the labor department have an opinion. Yang Yuebing said to an employee next to her: "You go and help me call He Yiju and Zhou Xiaomei to the small conference room, I have something to find them." After speaking, she took Song Haowen to the small conference room on the fourth floor.

The hotel manager's office, office, and finance room are all on this floor. Soon after Song Haowen and Yang Yuebing walked to the conference room, hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

Soon, two waitresses in overalls came to the door of the conference room, among them a middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties, with a delicate face, a full body, and a sports haircut, looking very energetic; Another young girl, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, although not fully grown, had delicate features, flexible eyes, and a ponytail on her head, which looked a little similar to the former.

The two stand together, not like mother and daughter, but more like sisters.

"Mr. Yang, are you looking for something with us?" The middle-aged woman asked cautiously. Song Haowen asked Yang Yuebing beside him: "Mr. Yang, are you talking to me about this mother and daughter?" Yang Yuebing nodded.

"They are from the capital, and I heard that the place where they lived was the same street as you. The mother's name is He Yiju, and the daughter's name is Zhou Xiaomei. She politely called the mother and daughter into the conference room and sat down across from the desk.

Song Haowen stood up and poured a cup of hot tea for each of them, looking at the mother and daughter from the capital in front of him, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and said in his heart that although he was from the new capital, he could also be regarded as their fellow countrymen.

When the fellow saw the fellow, his eyes were full of tears.

"Oh, yes, Aunt He, where did you live in the capital?" He Yiju did not immediately answer Song Haowen's words, but glanced at her daughter Zhou Xiaomei, and then nodded.

Zhou Xiaomei suddenly asked: "Little brother, are you the boss of Song who did the acquisition?" Song Haowen couldn't react for a while, and he couldn't imagine that he asked where their family lived, but they asked him in turn if he was buying scrap.

He is now the dignified chairman of this hotel, what does it have to do with the King of Rags? It's a bit too inexplicable.

Without waiting for him to answer, He Yiju blushed and explained: "Did the little master open an electrical maintenance department at home?" Song Haowen nodded and said, "Yes." Did you come to our shop to fix the electrical appliances? He thought that since they were from the same street, it was not strange to know his sales office.

He Yiju suddenly became excited and said, "So, does the little master remember receiving a fake painting?" Said it was Tang Bohu's "Autumn Fragrance Beauty"? Song Haowen stood up in shock when he heard this, and almost overturned the chair behind him.

"You...... You...... Are you Ah Ju and Ah Mei? In his impression, Ah Ju was haggard and very old, while Ami was sickly and thin.

Seeing the current appearance of the two, the change was too great, no wonder he didn't recognize it for a while. He Yiju burst out of her eyes, and she was so choked up that she couldn't speak for a while, which stunned Yang Yuebing, who was sitting on the side.

Zhou Xiaomei said with tears in her eyes: "It's really you, little brother." Why are you here? ”

"Are you cured?"

"That's it!" ……