C22 (1/2)

These days, it's rare to see people riding bicycles on the streets. Except for some people who want to take a walk, people who work definitely don't ride bicycles.

But the girl that President Ou in front of him had his eyes on was obviously working.

President Ou, why are you following this girl?

Guan Ying then sped up, completely unaware the car behind her had followed her.

Ou Yi sat quietly on the seat and kept the smile on the girl's face that couldn't be blown away by the gentle breeze.

What was she doing here?

Guan Ying parked the car on the side and went to press the doorbell.

The driver naturally couldn't move forward.

”President Ou!”

Ou Yi got off the car and told the driver to drive back. The driver was confused: ”President Ou, what about the afternoon meeting?”

The driver became even more confused. Not only did he meet a girl along the way, he even cancelled the meeting?

Who was this girl!?

The driver didn't dare to disobey Ou Yi's orders, so he drove forward in a different direction and left.

Ou Yi was standing not far from Guan Ying, looking straight at the girl who rang the doorbell.

”Uncle Li, I'm Guan Ying. You even hugged me when I was young, do you have any impression of me?”

”Guan Ying? ”Aiya, you've grown up. What's wrong? Why are you here to see uncle today?”

”It's good that Uncle Li still remembers me, I came here today to intrude, but I hope you can listen to what I have to say.”

Elder Li chuckled. ”You are just like your mother. Come, come in and tell me. Don't be outside!”

Guan Ying thanked him and followed Elder Li into her house.

Outside the door, Ou Yi stepped forward and stood beside the girl's bicycle.

He pushed the bike into a corner and sat on it.

”Guan Ying, come sit and try uncle's Dragon Well, it's hot here, this is the best place to drink from!”

”Thank you, Uncle Li.”

Elder Li no longer cared about the matters of the hospital. Although he had some shares in the hospital, other than the appearance of the temporary shareholders' meeting, he would appear again when the dividends were paid.

”How is it? Isn't the taste good! ”