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The atmosphere remained deadlocked for dozens of seconds.

Just when Ling Zhaozhao thought that Song Jianguo was angry because of Song Mingzhe's words, he didn't expect Song Jianguo to hum.

Then he really walked out and asked the housekeeper Chen Fu to close the door.

Song Jianguo actually knocked on the door a few times.

Song Mingzhe didn't expect that Song Jianguo would take his words so seriously. For a while, he couldn't tell whether Song Jianguo did it because of guilt or because he wanted to anger him. He didn't know what to say, so he could only press the button. Nose, let yourself calm down.

"Enter."

Ling Zhaozhao heard Song Mingzhe's gnashing of teeth.

Song Jianguo walked in again.

His attitude was very clear, he came here today to discuss things calmly with Song Mingzhe.

That's why he endured his temper and earnestly implemented every word of Song Mingzhe.

Song Jianguo's eyes fell on Ling Zhaozhao and stayed there for a while.

"It just so happens that you are here."

It also saves him from going to Ling Zhaozhao again.

Ling Zhaozhao thought that Song Jianguo was just looking for Song Mingzhe, and was planning to find a reason to go out later, but he didn't expect that Song Jianguo seemed to be looking for her too.

Ling Zhaozhao watched Song Jianguo sit down on the sofa opposite them, and pursed his lips.

"I don't know what's wrong with uncle?"

The housekeeper Chen Fu understood and poured a cup of hot tea for Song Jianguo, and then took out a large pile of documents from behind and put them on the table in front of him.

"The Song family will hold a private banquet next month. The people attending this banquet will involve various fields. This is the list and information of the guests I intend to invite."

"I disagree."

When Song Mingzhe heard Song Jianguo's words, he immediately said firmly.

The Song family holds a large private banquet every year. It is said to be a private banquet, but it is actually not private. Generally speaking, it is a banquet for the exchange of interests and connections.

So this banquet should not be rushed.

As big as the banquet process, as small as the location of the guests to the water table, all aspects involve a person's sophistication.

There is a lot of attention and learning here, two families that have conflicts cannot be arranged to sit together, and the status must be distinguished in terms of positions, even those who are taboo and those who do not have to sit separately, so as not to eat unpleasantly...

And Ling Zhaozhao was not familiar with these winding things at all, and he couldn't do anything about them, so Song Mingzhe didn't want Ling Zhaozhao to get into this big trouble.

If it is done well, it may be a good opportunity to show its face in front of everyone. If it is not done well, not only Ling Zhaozhao, but even the Song family's reputation may be damaged.

Song Mingzhe squinted his eyes and looked at Song Jianguo.

He knew very well that Song Jianguo was gambling.

Bet on whether Ling Zhaozhao can take up the responsibility of the future hostess.

Song Jianguo snorted coldly when he heard Song Mingzhe's words.

"If you want to enter the Song family, you must not just be a delicate flower that only hides under your protection, you must be able to face everything with you, and you must even have the ability to stand alone."

He picked up his crutches and clicked on the thick pile of documents on the table.

Although he was watching Song Mingzhe say these words, anyone with a heart could tell that he was beating Ling Zhaozhao.

This is not just the guest list and information, but more of the network resources accumulated by the Song family from generation to generation.

"It's just a small private banquet. If you can't even handle this well, let alone the future."

Song Jianguo stroked the faucet on the crutch and said lightly.

He wasn't intentionally embarrassing Ling Zhaozhao, but if he wanted to be the wife of the Song family, he had to pass this test.

Song Mingzhe might be able to do all this for Ling Zhaozhao, but he can't do it forever.

Ling Zhaozhao will always face such things, and Song Mingzhe will always be away from her.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at the thick pile of documents on the desktop, and she was a little daunted just by looking at them.

She knew that the Song family had a great career, and human relations must be indispensable.

But I didn't expect that there were so many exchanges.

The thickness of the list almost caught up with the information she read during the busiest time at work.

"Zhao Zhao only needs to do what she likes to do, and don't care about other things."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, and gently held Ling Zhaozhao's hand.

He will fully support what she likes to do, and no one can force her to do what she doesn't like to do.

With Ling Zhaozhao's temperament, he would probably avoid these contacts.

After all, no one wants to deal with so many people.

He just wants Ling Zhaozhao to live every day happily.

Ling Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment when he heard Song Mingzhe's words, and a warm current flowed through his heart involuntarily.

He was really protecting her all the time.

"Your mother did a good job back then. She can do it. Why can't your Ling Zhaozhao do it?"

Song Jianguo's lips curled into a sneer.

It's really not that he is bragging, Wang Po sells melons, when Shen Qiyu took over these things back then, he was easy and organized.

These years when Shen Qiyu was not around, the butler Chen Fu and other capable subordinates helped to arrange the arrangement, and nothing went wrong.

So he didn't think that this was making things difficult for Ling Zhaozhao.

On the contrary, this is giving Ling Zhaozhao a chance to express himself.

This is also the fastest way to show your face in front of other aristocratic families.

The Song family doesn't need a delicate flower, what they need is a good wife, a mistress who can withstand the storm.

"I can."

Ling Zhaozhao, who was sitting beside Song Mingzhe, pondered for a while, then spoke slowly.

She knew that even if she didn't want to do this, with Song Mingzhe around, she would get through this difficulty safely.

But she didn't want to.

Just like Song Jianguo said, she didn't want to be a delicate flower who only knew how to hide behind Song Mingzhe.

She is also able to fight side by side with Song Mingzhe and overcome difficulties together.

"Thank you Uncle for giving me this opportunity. I will take full advantage of it and strive to be perfect."

Ling Zhaozhao looked at Song Jianguo with determination and ambition in his eyes.

But whatever she wants to do, she will do it best.

Song Jianguo saw the emotion in Ling Zhaozhao's eyes, lowered his eyes slightly, and suppressed the smile in his eyes.

He suddenly understood why the Shen family and Song Mingzhe liked Ling Zhaozhao so much.

There was an inexplicable tenacity in Ling Zhaozhao's body.

"I will send someone to assist you, and I won't make it difficult for you."

Song Jianguo said slowly.

Song Mingzhe glanced at Ling Zhaozhao worriedly, and his throat couldn't help rolling.

Ling Zhaozhao could have been less tired.

He didn't want Ling Zhaozhao to see the dirty things in Vanity Fair.

"It's alright, trust me."

Ling Zhaozhao winked playfully at Song Mingzhe, and pinched the back of his hand, signaling him to be at ease.

"it is good."

After all, Song Mingzhe was defeated and compromised with Ling Zhaozhao.