The president's pet daughter

The manager, Peng Rui, fled at the speed of light, fearing that he would get the slightest smell of gunpowder in the office.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the office suddenly became tense.

"Just say what you have to say, there's no need to beat around the bush."

Ling Zhaozhao leaned on the back of the chair, looking at Ye Jiaojiao calmly.

She is very self-aware of her own abilities, although she is not at the top level, she is not as bad as Ye Jiaojiao said.

What Ye Jiaojiao said was just to stir up trouble.

"You're not as stupid as I thought, Ling Zhaozhao."

"Ming people don't talk dark words. I have a crush on Song Mingzhe. You can make an offer. No matter how much it is, as long as you are willing to leave Song Mingzhe, I can give it to you."

Ye Jiaojiao raised his legs and looked at Ling Zhaozhao calmly.

He even handed Ling Zhaozhao a blank check from his bag.

The meaning of this is very clear, it is to let Ling Zhaozhao set the price casually.

Ling Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows, looked at the blank check, and inexplicably thought of those plots in novels and TV that used money to send the heroine away from the hero.

The bridge section of taking money to face is really enduring.

Ling Zhaozhao sneered, and pushed the blank check back in front of Ye Jiaojiao.

"If I don't leave Song Mingzhe, I can get so much money."

The Song family's family has a great career, so she wouldn't be tempted by Ye Jiaojiao's petty profit.

Besides, it's not money, as if she didn't have any.

Ye Jiaojiao was not surprised by Ling Zhaozhao's words, and took the blank check obediently, shaking his fingertips like green onions.

"I've given you a chance, I didn't expect you to be so ignorant."

Listening to Ye Jiaojiao's words, Ling Zhaozhao felt inexplicably bored.

Ye Jiaojiao seemed to have been talking harshly from the very beginning, and had no intention of giving her a bad check.

Ling Zhaozhao originally thought that Ye Jiaojiao was just a simple person with a lot of money and wanted to use money to buy feelings.

But the more she thought about it carefully, the more she felt that something was wrong with Ye Jiaojiao.

Ling Zhaozhao glanced behind Ye Jiaojiao subconsciously, and found that her bag seemed familiar.

"Where did you buy your bag?"

Ling Zhaozhao asked curiously.

The more she looked at it, the more she felt that she had seen this bag before.

"The new product I bought in Paris last month, haven't you seen it? Also, a woman of your family background may not be able to afford this bag for the rest of her life."

Ye Jiaojiao chuckled lightly, vividly interpreting her pampered appearance.

She looks like a rich lady raised with money.

Ling Zhaozhao nodded clearly.

Although her desire to buy bags has decreased a lot recently, it doesn't mean she doesn't pay attention to the news of new bags.

This bag is clearly a new product of the previous two seasons.

And it is the lowest price in the series.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at Ye Jiaojiao for a while, and couldn't help feeling thoughtful.

Although Ye Jiaojiao looked like a rich lady from the beginning to the end, but her words and deeds seemed to be...

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's expression, Ye Jiaojiao thought that Ling Zhaozhao had discovered something, so he couldn't help becoming a little nervous.

"What are you doing here looking at me?"

Ye Jiaojiao coughed lightly, as if trying to divert Ling Zhaozhao's attention.

Ling Zhaozhao came back to his senses and lowered his eyes slightly.

"I was just thinking about something."

"The clothes you wear and the way you dress up are very similar to me, or in other words, you are imitating me."

Ling Zhaozhao's sharp eyes swept over Ye Jiaojiao, which made Ye Jiaojiao's heart tighten slightly.

"Wearing clothes that are similar to your style is called imitating you, Ling Zhaozhao, you think too highly of yourself."

Ye Jiaojiao gathered the pink coat on her body, looked Ling Zhaozhao up and down, with a disdainful smile on her lips.

"Or do you think Miss Ben dresses more beautifully than you, so you feel inferior?"

Ling Zhaozhao put away the materials on the table, smiled inexplicably, and didn't take Ye Jiaojiao's words to heart at all.

The clock in the office rang, heralding the arrival of six o'clock.

Ling Zhaozhao remembered that today she had agreed with Song Mingzhe that she would accompany him to work overtime before going to dinner.

"Miss Ye, if you have any questions, please contact us another day. It's already off-duty time."

Ling Zhaozhao pointed to the clock, and what he said next almost killed Ye Jiaojiao.

"I never work overtime, because I have to accompany my boyfriend who will spend money on me without writing me a bad check."

Ye Jiaojiao snorted, stood up, and picked up her bag.

"Just right, I'll go up with you too. The subsidiary company has a project, which is directly connected with the president's office."

"I am the person in charge of this project."

Ye Jiaojiao raised his head proudly, and almost looked at Ling Zhaozhao with his nostrils.

"This project will take a week if it is fast, or a month if it is slow."

"Miss Ling probably won't mind too much."

There was a smug smile on Ye Jiaojiao's face, as if Song Mingzhe was bound to win.

She originally thought that these words would have a big impact on Ling Zhaozhao, and she would even yell at him in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Ling Zhaozhao just smiled indifferently.

"Of course not, it's work after all."

Of course she wouldn't feel anything, after all, it wasn't her who was going to be scolded for at least a week.

Song Mingzhe's pickiness at work can be said to be the wrath of both humans and gods.

CEO's office.

Song Mingzhe was dealing with important mail, but the door of the office was pushed open.

When he saw Ye Jiaojiao behind Ling Zhaozhao, he couldn't help frowning.

"Rong Yuan."

Song Mingzhe called out Rong Yuan's name, and Rong Yuan walked in from the door immediately.

"Don't let in irrelevant people."

Song Mingzhe didn't even give Ye Jiaojiao a look, and gave the order to evict the guest expressionlessly.

Ye Jiaojiao didn't expect that Song Mingzhe would ruthlessly drive him away without even entering the door.

She was afraid that if she didn't seize this opportunity, she would not be able to show her presence in front of Song Mingzhe in the future, so she quickly raised the document in her arms.

"Mr. Song, I'm the person in charge of the subsidiary's project docking with the president's office."

After Ye Jiaojiao revealed his identity, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She can't be an irrelevant person now, can she?

Obviously she was here to do something serious.

Song Mingzhe glanced outside the door when he heard Ye Jiaojiao's words.

In his memory, it seems that some project was directly handed over here recently.

It's just that he didn't expect that the person in charge of this project was Ye Jiaojiao.

But there are thousands of problems, and there is always a solution.

"Substitution."

Song Mingzhe glanced at Rong Yuan and spoke heavily.

Since it is the project that Ye Jiaojiao is in charge of, let's find another person to handle it.

Ye Jiaojiao who was standing at the door felt a little embarrassed when he heard Song Mingzhe's words.