Mr. Qian finished speaking and turned to instruct a man behind him, then smiled at Gu Lingling and Mr. Zhou, saying, "It’s my mistake, I didn’t arrange it well."
The man beside Mr. Qian looked at the two people in front of him in shock.
Ever since Mr. Qian returned, he has been following this somewhat stern elder, and it was the first time he saw him show such undisguised emotion towards others.
Involuntarily, he carefully scrutinized Gu Lingling and Mr. Zhou once more.
"Xiao Liu, remember this in the future, these two can come find me anytime," Mr. Qian reminded again, wanting to chat a bit more with the two before seeing Xiao Liu glance at his watch.
"Next time, I’ll schedule a time, we’ll definitely have a nice chat," Mr. Qian said.
This time, it was too rushed.
"Grandpa Qian, please wait a moment." Gu Lingling said and walked over to the manager not far away, who was on standby, said a few words to her, and handed her a key.
The manager nodded and quickly ran out, and when she returned, she was accompanied by another person, both holding a jar in their hands.
"Haha, it’s the girl who knows me well," Meng Feifei was curious about what it was, then saw Mr. Qian laughing joyfully and leaning over to whisper something to Gu Lingling.
Gu Lingling and Mr. Zhou both smiled knowingly.
"Who is that person?" Lang Yimo asked Meng Feifei quietly.
Meng Feifei shook her head.
She didn’t recognize him either.
"Who knows," Meng Feifei pouted, "Let’s hurry up and eat."
Though inwardly, she was extremely shocked.
She didn’t know the old gentleman, but Meng Feifei grew up in the Capital City, unlike Lang Yimo, and Su Rumei worked in the government, so Meng Feifei often went to the government with her mother.
Mr. Qian’s entourage was quite similar to some of the treatment afforded to certain heads in government.
But how could a country girl like Gu Lingling know these people?
No, it must not be her.
These people must be looking favorably upon her because of Yang Yunhai.
The idea of the most distinguished guest is nonsense, isn’t she just flaunting herself by relying on Yang Yunhai’s identity here?
Meng Feifei couldn’t help but think.
If only she were Yang Yunhai’s fiancée, that would be so great, all these privileges would be hers.
Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but look at Gu Lingling with displeasure.
Mr. Qian was just about to leave, when suddenly he felt a rather unfriendly gaze fiercely directed at Gu Lingling. He looked up, only to see a girl staring wide-eyed and unabashedly at Gu Lingling.
The expression looked as if Gu Lingling had snatched something beloved from her, filled with deep hatred.
"Go find out that girl’s identity," Mr. Qian instructed Xiao Liu.
"Chief, no need to check, I know who she is." Xiao Liu glanced at Meng Feifei and respectfully said, "That’s the eldest daughter of Deputy Minister Su Rumei, named Meng Feifei, currently with the 36 Art Troupe."
"Old Su’s granddaughter?" Mr. Qian frowned and asked.
"Yes." Secretary Liu nodded.
"Keep an eye on her, make sure she doesn’t bully the girl," Mr. Qian looked again at the furious Meng Feifei, "Is the Art Troupe this leisurely now?"
Secretary Liu, "..."
His heart was even more surprised, "Yes, I’ll definitely keep an eye on it."
And secretly decided that he would ensure that someone pays close attention to these two people today, ready to report to the chief anytime something happens.
As for Minister Su’s daughter, Secretary Liu debated whether to give her a heads-up.
However, recalling her expression inadvertently revealed one day, Secretary Liu decisively chose to forget.
Anyway, she wasn’t specifically introduced to him as her daughter, so he’ll pretend not to know her.