830: C830 Time Flies

C830 Time Flies

In the blink of an eye, three years had passed. It seemed to be extremely long, but also very short. It was so short that when Ouyang Qing'an opened his eyes, he found that it was the first time he saw Xue Xue'er three years ago.2

They had also been apart for a few years that time, so when they talked, they were still a little reserved. Now it was him in China, and she was in France.

This was probably the legendary rotation of wind and water.

In these three years, he had also grown a lot, and had even become much more mature and steady. The industrial park was built two years ago, and with the help of the government, it became a new industrial park. For a moment, the Anzheng Company was in the limelight.

Along with the rapid development of the industrial park, the stock prices were also soaring. Now, whenever someone mentioned the Anzheng Company, they had to mention Ouyang Qing'an. The business rookie from before had now become a tycoon in a region.

A few months ago, he had also celebrated his 30th birthday. He had truly entered the age of 30. At that time, it was Grandpa Qin who had helped him celebrate. Yes, Grandpa Qin was old now, so he could only move to his children's house to rest.

Qin Yali and Ouyang Zhengkuan were people who were not around all year round, so this heavy burden could only fall on Ouyang Qing'an. He was honest and did not complain about being tired. He took care of his grandfather without any complaints. Apart from accompanying him at night, there was also a nanny to take care of the old man.

It was this old man who often remembered his marriage. When he was old, he always hoped that his son and grandson could find someone to love and live peacefully for the rest of his life. He was not thirty years old, and there was no one beside him who was Kexin.

This time, during work time, the old man called again.

When he heard the phone ring, Ouyang Qing'an's head hurt. He held his forehead with his right hand and breathed heavily. He waited for about ten seconds before he hesitantly picked up the phone.

"Hello, Grandpa, what's wrong?"

His voice was filled with exhaustion, but Grandpa Qin did not care about that. He held the phone at home, so angry that his beard was about to fly. He kept urging, "You said you want to see my granddaughter-in-law. When can I see her?"

It came again.

"Grandpa, this matter is not urgent. You, or..."

"If you are not anxious at this time, then when is it? Grandpa, I am already over 70 years old. If I don't get married, when will I be able to drink your wedding wine?"

Grandpa Qin was a daughter who came from old age, and he only had such a daughter, so he had always been thinking about her. His daughter got married late, and he was the only one who cared about her. There was someone taking care of his daughter, but not his grandson.

Thus, he kept thinking about when to drink the wedding banquet.

Seeing that his grandfather was starting to get serious again, Ouyang Qing'an had a helpless look on his face. He could only hold his phone and listen to his scolding. Lin Qin, who had just entered the door to deliver the documents, could not help but laugh. Grandpa Qin, who was standing across from him, almost heard him.

Ouyang Qing'an looked over with his Death Gaze and instantly fell silent. He could even hear the sound of a needle dropping to the ground.

Grandpa Qin kept saying and saying. He saw that the other party didn't even reply to him. Suddenly, a sour feeling welled up in his heart. He sighed with emotion and said, "The girl who accompanied you before was so good. What a pity. If it was her, Grandpa would definitely be happy."

His tone of voice, as if he was recalling something, inevitably brought Ouyang Qing'an back to more than ten years ago. At that time, he and Xue Xue'er were childhood sweethearts. They were two kids and did not know each other. At that time, everyone thought that they would enter the marriage hall together.

"Grandpa, I still have things to do here, I'll contact you later, I'll hang up first"

Ouyang Qing'an hung up in a hurry and did not give the old man a chance to react. It was only when a few cold electronic sounds came that the old man cursed in a low voice.

He also knew that it was too urgent to mention this now, but he had no choice. It was his grandson who did not cherish him.

"What's the matter? Let me take a look at the documents."

Ouyang Qing'an turned around and started working. Over the years, the company had expanded a lot of projects and had also increased a lot of workload. He and Kang Yuan were so busy that they did not have anything to do with it.

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