The president's pet daughter

"I don't know about this, but when Secretary Rong chatted with others in the morning, he said that it seemed to be quite serious. He wanted to persuade Mr. Song to go to the hospital for a check-up, but Mr. Song didn't go."

Lin Xi said mysteriously.

Ling Zhaozhao was silent for a moment when he heard Lin Xi's words.

Is this called knowing nothing?I almost told her the specific situation, and I still picked the serious ones.

Moreover, does Rong Yuan have such a big mouth?

Ling Zhaozhao thought about Rong Yuan's serious face, and it was really hard to imagine that he would gossip about his boss with others.

What's more, let Lin Xi, a man who can't hit eight poles, hear it.

"Oh, I remembered, it seems that Secretary Rong dropped a business card, Zhao Zhao, do you want to ask around, cough, you can't be lovers, you can be ordinary friends."

Lin Xi patted his head, as if remembering something, then took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at Rong Yuan's business card and fell silent again.

All these coincidences are really outrageous, and they are also outrageously clumsy.

She seriously suspected that this was a trap to trick her into meeting Song Mingzhe.

"So what if he doesn't go to the hospital? Anyway, there are so many people who care about him, and it's not my turn."

Ling Zhaozhao took another bite of the cake and said casually.

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's indifferent attitude, Lin Xi didn't want to say anything, but just drank a few sips of coffee and couldn't help sighing.

She didn't expect Rong Yuan to ask her to do it, but she still failed.

It was in vain that she spent so much time talking.

Although Ling Zhaozhao made up her mind not to care about this matter, Lin Xi's words kept playing in her mind on a loop.

She admits that this little trick is really not enough in front of her, but what if what Lin Xi said is true?

Even if it wasn't serious, if he was injured, with Song Mingzhe's temperament, he probably wouldn't go to the hospital for a proper checkup.

The more Ling Zhaozhao thought about it, the more disturbed she became. After the lunch break, she still couldn't hold back, and secretly called Rong Yuan according to the contact information on the business card.

After the call was connected, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't hold back the worry in his heart, and took the initiative to speak.

"Secretary Rong, are you free now? I want to meet Song Mingzhe."

In less than a quarter of an hour, Rong Yuan came down from the exclusive elevator.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator and saw Ling Zhaozhao, it was as if he saw a heavenly soldier.

God knows how difficult it is for him these days.

Song Mingzhe was frustrated in love, and even life with him began to be difficult.

There are endless itineraries to arrange, endless documents to print, and Song Mingzhe's cold face depends on it.

It's not easy to be scolded, because Song Mingzhe doesn't scold others easily.

As long as Song Mingzhe glanced at Rong Yuan lightly, Rong Yuan immediately passed the day in fear like a frightened bird.

It would be fine if he was Song Mingzhe's personal secretary, and he wouldn't be offended by Song Mingzhe.

But it's not the case with the old bastards on the board.

During the board meeting these days, even Rong Yuan, who has always been standing beside Song Mingzhe as a mascot, felt an extraordinary atmosphere.

Some directors objected to the improvement plan proposed by Song Mingzhe, so Song Mingzhe sneered at him all morning.

The data in one plan was wrong, Song Mingzhe sat in the meeting room and scolded everyone.

Rong Yuan also saw with his own eyes several directors who were scolded and cried by Song Mingzhe at the meeting, and they cried and asked to see the chairman, so that Song Jianguo could uphold justice.

Now the senior executives of the company know that Song Mingzhe is not in a good temper right now, even when they are in a meeting, they start to find excuses not to come to the meeting.

Only Rong Yuan knew why Song Mingzhe was so violent now.

Because Ling Zhaozhao ignored him.

Rong Yuan thought hard, and felt that if he continued to work like this, he might not be able to withstand Song Mingzhe's resentment, so he contacted many people, and finally got in touch with Ling Zhaozhao's good friend Lin Xi.

He struggled for a while before Lin Xi agreed to act in this play for him.

There is no way, since I have received my salary, I have to solve problems for my boss.

When he received Lin Xi's message, he thought his plan had failed, but Ling Zhaozhao came to him on his own initiative.

He also said that he wanted to see Song Mingzhe.

It made him happy.

Even if they met each other without speaking, Song Mingzhe's resentment would be less.

"I heard that something happened to him, how is it now?"

Ling Zhaozhao walked into the elevator, hesitated for a while, and finally asked.

"Yesterday Mr. Song had an accident. The car was rear-ended. There is nothing serious about him. It's just his hand. He may have accidentally dropped it, but Mr. Song won't let me take him to the hospital, and he doesn't want to come to see him. , I don’t know the specific situation.”

Rong Yuan touched his nose and gave a general overview of the situation.

Song Mingzhe had an accident, he really didn't deliberately make up a lie to get Ling Zhaozhao to come to Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe was indeed rear-ended yesterday, and his hand was injured.

But how the injury was, he didn't know.

Ling Zhaozhao knew Song Mingzhe's character, and Rong Yuan's expression did not seem to be fake, so he couldn't help but raise it in his heart.

"Is it serious?"

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's expression and tone of concern for Song Mingzhe, Rong Yuan thought about it, but still showed a bit of seriousness on his face.

"It's hard for me to say, but Mr. Song yelled a few words about pain this morning, and his hands are not very convenient for handling things. I don't think that hand can be used to exert strength."

He exaggerated his tone, making it look like Song Mingzhe's injury was very serious.

Sure enough, when Ling Zhaozhao heard Rong Yuan's words, he couldn't help frowning, and immediately thought about Song Mingzhe's broken bone.

Can this man save some time, what's the matter with making fun of his body?

Even if you are angry with her, you shouldn't delay going to the hospital with such a serious injury, right?

The more Ling Zhaozhao thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace after getting out of the elevator.

Rong Yuan looked at Ling Zhaozhao's back, smiled knowingly, and silently pressed the elevator button.

Well, his work is considered complete, and the next thing is to look at Song Mingzhe.

May God bless his work in the next few days to be smooth!

When Ling Zhaozhao opened the door of the office and saw Song Mingzhe resting his hands on the table with a calm expression, concentrating on reading documents, he couldn't help but feel cheated.

In her imagination, Song Mingzhe should be alone in the office holding his arms, clenching his teeth and enduring the pain.

Song Mingzhe was a little taken aback when he saw Ling Zhaozhao at the door, and turned a new page automatically.

Ling Zhaozhao stared at Song Mingzhe's freely moving hands, and couldn't help pursing his lips.

Is this what Rong Yuan said about not handling things well?

She looked a lot more flexible than her hands.