The president's pet daughter

"Since it's a matter of work, let's listen to it."

Ling Zhaozhao walked behind Song Mingzhe, squeezed his shoulders, and glanced at Ye Jiaojiao.

With just this one glance, Ye Jiaojiao instantly noticed Ling Zhaozhao's unique attitude in Song Mingzhe's heart.

Ling Zhaozhao's strength was so clever that it almost wiped away the fatigue on Song Mingzhe's body.

Song Mingzhe looked up at Rong Yuan, and Rong Yuan walked out the door knowingly.

Ye Jiaojiao couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Although she is good at acting in various dramas, every time she is in front of Song Mingzhe, she can always feel an invisible pressure, which makes her clear thinking unconsciously become chaotic.

"Just say what you want to say."

Song Mingzhe crossed his hands on the table, his sharp eyes swept over Ye Jiaojiao.

Only then did Ye Jiaojiao come back to his senses, and put the document squarely in front of Song Mingzhe.

Ling Zhaozhao also didn't look at the specific information of this project, so he walked aside and waited for their discussion to finish.

"I am the person in charge of the optoelectronic project of a subsidiary under the name of Ms. Song Qingqing. This project has reached the middle stage. Here are the specific results and relevant information. Mr. Song can take a look at it in detail. If you have any questions, you can ask me at any time."

Ye Jiaojiao remembered that the relationship between Song Mingzhe and Song Qingqing had always been good, so he couldn't help but mention Song Qingqing's name.

With Song Qingqing here, Song Mingzhe would change his opinion of her no matter what.

Song Mingzhe's fingers unconsciously tapped on the document, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled up.

"The second aunt actually gave you this project."

He leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, raised his brows lightly, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Just tell me, I'll just listen."

Seeing that he didn't even glance at the pile of documents, Ye Jiaojiao couldn't help being a little surprised.

But she is a good material for memorizing lines, so it is not a problem to memorize documents.

Ye Jiaojiao was talking eloquently, while quietly observing Song Mingzhe's expression.

She was very curious. Song Mingzhe didn't even look at the documents. Couldn't she talk nonsense?

When she reached a point, Song Mingzhe frowned lightly.

"stop."

Ye Jiaojiao couldn't help but be taken aback when she was called to stop suddenly.

Ling Zhaozhao at the side was not surprised that Song Mingzhe would stop Ye Jiaojiao.

After all, Ye Jiaojiao made a mistake in the first few sentences, Song Mingzhe still left some time for Ye Jiaojiao to change his words.

It's a pity that Ye Jiaojiao didn't react.

Ling Zhaozhao picked a grape on the tea table, and took a few more glances at Ye Jiaojiao.

"What's the matter, Mr. Song? Do you think it's hard for us to talk about Sister Zhaozhao here?"

Ye Jiaojiao felt Ling Zhaozhao's gaze, but she thought that Ling Zhaozhao was afraid that Song Mingzhe would be fascinated by her demeanor when reporting work, so he looked at her so nervously several times.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiaojiao couldn't help feeling complacent.

She thought Ling Zhaozhao was so calm, just now he said good things to her and asked her to stay and continue to report. At first, she might have thought of making her look ugly, but she didn't know that it was just raising a tiger.

As for men, they always like the new and dislike the old. Although Ling Zhaozhao is good-looking and a bit clever, he is definitely not as good as her in terms of work ability.

Otherwise, why is he still a small group leader.

"Otherwise, it's okay for sister Zhaozhao to leave first, so that the atmosphere may be more relaxed. Maybe sister Zhaozhao will feel bored staying here."

There was a charming smile on Ye Jiaojiao's face, her winking eyes were like silk.

She has practiced this look in front of the mirror countless times, and she knows exactly how attractive it is.

While seducing Song Mingzhe, she belittled Ling Zhaozhao calmly.

It seemed to be saying that Ling Zhaozhao didn't understand anything, and it was useless to sit here, and he couldn't help at all.

But Song Mingzhe was unmoved.

Song Mingzhe shifted his gaze from Ye Jiaojiao to Ling Zhaozhao, and instantly became gentle.

"Zhao Zhao, tell me."

Of course, Ling Zhaozhao also heard the disdain in Ye Jiaojiao's words, lowered his eyes slightly, and suppressed the smile in his eyes.

"I'm afraid that if I say it, sister Jiaojiao might feel a little uncomfortable. I'm really embarrassed."

She imitated Ye Jiaojiao so well that she almost drove Ye Jiaojiao to death.

"The timing of your project is wrong, and the data is not very reasonable. It is recommended to call back and make a new copy. Anyway, it is the quality made by a subsidiary under the name of Ball. It will inevitably make people laugh."

Ling Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows, and with a smile on his lips, he actually said back what Ye Jiaojiao had said before.

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's taunts, Ye Jiaojiao originally wanted to retaliate, but when he thought that Song Mingzhe was still here, he suddenly changed his mind.

I saw her frowning slightly, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes in an instant. I really felt sorry for her.

"It's my lack of ability. I didn't do this well. I'm really sorry."

She looked at Song Mingzhe with tears in her big eyes, and for a moment, she had five likenesses with Ling Zhaozhao.

"It also failed Mr. Song's expectations."

If ordinary people saw Ye Jiaojiao crying, they would probably be very soft-hearted.

But Song Mingzhe just nodded lightly.

"It's good to know that you are not capable enough."

This sentence almost wiped out Ye Jiaojiao's brewed emotions.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't hold back the words of Song Mingzhe, a straight steel man, and chuckled softly.

"I didn't expect too much from you, but Zhao Zhao said that I want to listen. I didn't expect it to be a waste of time."

Song Mingzhe sneered, with some impatience on his face.

"Rong Yuan."

He called Rong Yuan's name, and Rong Yuan opened the door and walked in in an instant.

Rong Yuan knew what he was going to do next without even asking.

"Miss Ye, you'd better leave first, and don't embarrass me."

Seeing Ye Jiaojiao crying, Rong Yuan really didn't make up his mind to say indifferent words, so he could only speak in a good voice.

Ye Jiaojiao also understood that Song Mingzhe meant to drive her away, stubbornly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and glanced at Ling Zhaozhao resentfully.

If Ling Zhaozhao hadn't been sitting here, Song Mingzhe would never have been so heartless.

But the future is long, and Ling Zhaozhao will be replaced by her one day.

Ling Zhaozhao shrugged helplessly after receiving Ye Jiaojiao's unkind message.

After Ye Jiaojiao left, Ling Zhaozhao suddenly felt that even the air in the office was much fresher.

"Zhao Zhao, you are really getting lazy now."

Song Mingzhe glanced at Ling Zhaozhao, his eyes full of doting.

For a small character like Ye Jiaojiao, Ling Zhaozhao can handle it by himself, but he must be the villain with him.

Ling Zhaozhao was punctured by Song Mingzhe, walked behind him, and rubbed his temples affectionately.

"It's no use talking about me, Mr. Song's name is useful."

Listening to Ling Zhaozhao's flattery, Song Mingzhe's smile widened.

"Little slicker."