Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Zhong Ying saw his driving skills, and silently grabbed the safety handle: "You also have road rage?"

People with road rage can't see a car in front of them. If they encounter a "meat" driver or encounter a traffic jam, they are more likely to have high blood pressure.

Song Yang said lightly: "I don't have road rage, so I want to send you there quickly."

"Don't worry, anyway, Ling Yao is here, it's fine if I don't go."

After speaking, she lay back comfortably.

Song Yang glanced at her: "Then don't go, there is a performance tonight, I'll take you to watch the performance."

Zhong Ying laughed and said, "I'm just kidding, I still have to go."

She agreed to lead the team to discuss the project, but how could she skip work to watch the performance? She, as a leader, can't set an example, and her subordinates won't work well.

So you have to go, you have to go, even if it's a formality, you have to go.

However, he said "I will show you the show", which aroused Zhong Ying's playfulness, so he asked him what show it was and what time it started.

Song Yang told her that the Haicheng No. [-] Symphony Orchestra's concert will start at [-]:[-] p.m. and there is still more than an hour left. If he really wants to go, he will ask someone for a ticket now.

This performance is very popular, the tickets are sold out, and they can't be bought, and the "scalpers" outside the theater probably don't have any tickets.

However, he knew the sponsor of this concert, the president of Lin Group, Lin Zihang.

If Zhong Ying wanted to go to this concert, he would ask Lin Zihang for two tickets, which was not difficult.

Zhong Ying pondered, usually the concert would end at 09:30 or [-]:[-], and she would go to the partner's to meet up, and she could really catch up with the second half of the concert.

She immediately said to Song Yang: "Okay, you go and ask for tickets, I'm done here, let's go and listen to the second half."

After she finished speaking, Song Yang's "road rage" disappeared miraculously.

He drove safely and steadily, and the car owners in the front, rear, left, and right could also put their hearts into their stomachs for the time being.

At least this ten-million-level limited trot will not be able to catch them for the time being.

At [-]:[-], Zhong Ying came to the hotel conference room where he had an appointment with his partner.

She showed her admission pass and quietly sat on the chair in the last row of auditorium next to the round table meeting room.

Song Yang also entered the venue and took a seat beside her.

At this time, the negotiating parties are sitting on both sides of the oval conference table, and the person in charge is in the middle.

On Zhong Ying's side, sitting in the middle is Ling Yao.Opposite is the boss of News, an uncle in his 40s.

Ling Yao was wearing a gray suit and a pair of rimless glasses. He looked very refined, but his eyes were sharp. During negotiations, he was neither humble nor overbearing, calm and steady. When it came to Zhong's interests, he would not give up any ground.

But when the time is right, they will give the other party plenty of room for negotiation, and they will not be stingy and stingy when it comes to giving benefits, and they are very gracious.

Zhong Ying looked at his assistant and nodded in silent appreciation.

She found that she really didn't need to come here, Ling Yao could handle it completely.

The female employees who were watching at the scene also focused their attention on this young, promising and personable chief assistant, and some even secretly took pictures of him with their mobile phones.

Zhong Ying saw it, and whispered to Song Yang, "Look how popular my assistant is."

Song Yang didn't speak, he glanced at Ling Yao, then at Zhong Ying, and said in a low voice, "Sit down, I'll smoke a cigarette."

Zhong Ying knew that he must be bored staying here, after all, it had nothing to do with him, she told Song Yang not to follow in just now, but he insisted on coming in together.

It hasn't been 10 minutes since I didn't come, so I'm leaving again!

After a while, Zhong Ying's phone vibrated in his pocket.

I took it out and took a look, it was from Song Yang.

"when to go?"

He was asking about going to a show.

Zhong Ying replied to him: "Wait a moment."

Then she glanced at Ling Yao, who was also looking at her, and nodded at her.

At this moment, another colleague is making an explanation, and Ling Yao does not need to speak.

Zhong Ying sent him a message: "Do you still need me?"

Ling Yao quickly replied: "There is still 5 minutes of intermission, it's better to say hello to the opposite boss before leaving."

Zhong Ying didn't reply, but nodded to him.

After all, I'm still in a meeting, and it's not good to keep looking at my phone. If I can make eye contact, I won't pass on the news.

However, she still replied to Song Yang, saying that after the intermission, she would leave after greeting the other party and take a rest immediately.

After 5 minutes, the meeting was suspended.

Both parties stood up, drinking water, calling on the phone, and greeting each other, asking each other what they had for dinner. The staff on the news side also actively recommended food places, saying that after the meeting, if the colleagues of the Zhong Group are hungry, they can go there for supper.

Just like a break between classes, no matter how tense the meeting was just now and how anxious both parties were, the atmosphere in the meeting room can be considered relaxed at the moment.

Ling Yao introduced Zhong Ying to the opposite boss.

Zhong Ying and the boss shook hands and greeted each other. They only talked about the scene and exchanged polite words. The boss also said that if the meeting ends early tomorrow, he would take her to visit their local factory and treat her to some local delicacies.

People in Haicheng seem to be very hospitable, and Zhong Ying has a good impression of them. After listening to the small half of the meeting, she also felt that the other party was more honest, so she gave Ling Yao a wink.

Ling Yao understood that she was looking forward to this cooperation, and Ling Yao could make appropriate concessions to promote cooperation.

After chatting with the boss, Zhong Ying was about to leave.

Ling Yao sent her out.

Song Yang was in front of the window at the end of the corridor, leaning against the window sill, smoking with the window open, squinting his eyes, looking at Zhong Ying and Ling Yao.

Zhong Ying felt that Song Yang was impatient to wait. He was also a big president, and he took time out of his busy schedule to accompany her. In the end, she asked someone to be a driver and someone to accompany her to attend a boring meeting, and she felt very sorry.

So Zhong Ying and Ling Yao made a long story short, and after a brief explanation, they were about to leave.

As soon as she turned around, Ling Yao called her again: "Zhong Ying."

Zhong Ying froze for a moment, then turned around and looked at her assistant, feeling very strange.

After she became the president, Ling Yao never called her by her full name, but always called Mr. Zhong.

She doesn't like to put on airs, but Ling Yao suddenly called her name, which made her very uncomfortable.

Moreover, Ling Yao clearly said that when answering her phone call, her nervous heartbeat would speed up. Why is she so courageous today and dare to call her by her first name directly!

"What's up?"

Ling Yao glanced at the person who was waiting for her not far away, took a step forward, and looked at her firmly.

This look made Zhong Ying inexplicably want to hide.

This is not the way a subordinate looks at a boss, this is the way a man looks at a woman.

"I remember you said before that even if you want to fall in love, no one can stand your temper, and it's hard to accept your workaholic state."

Zhong Ying blinked: "I said, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, personal issues were involved, and Zhong Ying raised her vigilance. She didn't like other people crossing the line to interfere in her private life.

Ling Yao continued: "I understand you, I can bear your temper, I can also accept your work status, and I can help you share it."

Zhong Ying was stunned for two seconds, then smiled and said, "I know, if you couldn't stand me, wouldn't you have resigned long ago."

As she spoke, she looked back at Song Yang, only to see that he had already pinched his cigarette and was walking towards him frowning.