The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe fell into a cold war.

Ever since Song Mingzhe sent Ling Zhaozhao back, he never took the initiative to contact Ling Zhaozhao, and Ling Zhaozhao was so bored that he didn't take the initiative to accept this softness.

In order to prevent Yunmei and Ling Shiyi from asking about her and Song Mingzhe's affairs, Ling Zhaozhao also deliberately moved into the small western-style building under his own name.

The decoration of the left and right small western-style buildings has been completed, and the smell has dissipated after counting the days.

Yunmei and Ling Shiyi only thought that Ling Zhaozhao was grown up, and they didn't think too much about wanting to have their own small world.

But the conflict between Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe did not escape Ling Yan's eyes.

After all, Ling Zhaozhao has been very angry recently.

Under Ling Yan's repeated questioning, Ling Zhaozhao could only tell the whole story about his resignation.

Now, Ling Yan is in good spirits.

"Zhao Zhao, take a look at the positions in my company. You can choose one at random. If you want to be the boss, you can."

Ling Yan held a thick book and placed it directly in front of Ling Zhaozhao.

When Ling Zhaozhao saw this document, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

She had reasons to believe that if she wanted to take Ling Yan's place, Ling Yan would give it up without hesitation.

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's lack of interest, Ling Yan thought she didn't like this company very much.

"Zhao Zhao, if you really don't like it, tell me what kind of company you want to start, and I'll register one for you."

"Don't worry, money is definitely not a problem. If you make a profit, it's yours, and if you lose it, it's mine."

"No matter how bad it is, there is the company of the second brother. I heard that his company is also recruiting people recently. You can go to him."

Ling Yan chattered.

"If you don't want to go to work, you can, anyway, we will take care of you."

"I don't think my brother-in-law did anything wrong. After all, during your two passionate relationships, you definitely want to be together all the time. You don't have to be too angry with him."

Ling Yan thought for a while, and said something nice to Song Mingzhe.

He felt that both of them had the right idea in this matter, it was just a matter of who would convince the other and who would give in to the other.

Sure enough, upon hearing Song Mingzhe's name, Ling Zhaozhao's face darkened instantly.

"You think he's doing the right thing too?"

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's expression, Ling Yan couldn't help swallowing.

"It's not like that... Sigh, just pretend I didn't say it. You can settle your own affairs. My brother-in-law hasn't come to our house for dinner recently. My parents can't hide it for long. You have to think about it."

Ling Yan waved his hands, deciding not to make this body ashamed.

In the past few days, Yunmei and Ling Shiyi sent things to Song Mingzhe, all of which were delivered by himself, for fear that Yunmei and Ling Shiyi would find out some flaws.

Hey, this family really cannot be separated without him.

"I'll take care of the work myself. I'm looking for a job these days. I believe there will be news in a short time. As for the matter between me and Song Mingzhe, don't worry about it."

Ling Zhaozhao took a sip of the milk tea in his hand, and said calmly.

Her resume would not be a blank slate, and with Bohr's work experience, it would not be difficult to find another job.

If she had agreed to work for Ling Yan or her second brother Ling Yuan's company, then she shouldn't have gone to Boer in the first place.

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao mentioning Song Mingzhe with an angry look, Ling Yan knew that he couldn't persuade Ling Zhaozhao today.

"Okay, since you have your own ideas, it's not easy for me to interfere with you. In short, you can't always let your brother-in-law be subdued, can you? He should have contacted you a lot these days, and you should give me a step."

Ling Yan didn't know that Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe were disconnected these days, and thought that Song Mingzhe would always take the initiative to contact Ling Zhaozhao as before.

It's fine if he doesn't mention this matter, but he gets angry when he mentions Ling Zhaozhao.

"What's the step? He hasn't said a word these days. This is the so-called submissiveness?"

Ling Zhaozhao snorted coldly.

Only then did Ling Yan realize that he had stepped on a thunder and made things worse.

"Calm down, calm down, pretend you haven't heard those words just now, this is your favorite cake, I've left it for you, eat more desserts, and feel good."

Ling Yan pushed the cake in front of Ling Zhaozhao with an apologetic smile on his face, then consciously packed up his things and left.

Ling Yan breathed a sigh of relief until he walked out of the door, took out his mobile phone with a frowning face, and reported to the person on the other side of the screen.

He also said good things and helped deliver the cake, but he didn't know when Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe would reconcile.

I don't know when he will be a double agent.

Ling Yan sighed, shook his head, and walked towards the parking space with the thick stack of documents in his arms.

The more Ling Zhaozhao thought about it, the more angry he became. When he saw the cake on the table, he couldn't help but unwrapped it and took a bite.

The silky and sweet taste blossomed on the tip of her tongue, which relieved Ling Zhaozhao's depressed mood.

She unlocked her phone, and unconsciously flipped through her text messages and software.

She didn't blacklist or block any of Song Mingzhe's contact information, and even the conversation between the two remained on the morning of the quarrel.

Song Mingzhe really didn't look for her this time.

In the Cold War, it was about being tougher and more ruthless than anyone else.

Ling Zhaozhao brainwashed himself in his heart for a long time before resisting the urge to contact Song Mingzhe.

It's just that once certain ideas take root in your mind, it's hard to ignore its crazy growth.

Ling Zhaozhao turned his gaze to the cake in front of him, thought for a while, and turned on the camera.

She picked up the cake, smiled sweetly at the front camera, and then sent the photo to her circle of friends.

Copywriting is a sweet afternoon.

She didn't specifically code her background, as long as anyone knows the Xiaoyanglou under her name, she will know where she is now.

Ling Zhaozhao seldom posted on Moments, so when she posted this Moments, she immediately received a lot of likes and comments.

Ling Shiyi was the first to comment and gave Ling Zhaozhao three thumbs up, as if he was very satisfied with Ling Zhaozhao's photo.

Ling Zhaozhao's three elder brothers also liked and commented, nothing more than praising Ling Zhaozhao for getting more and more beautiful.

But these are not what Ling Zhaozhao wants to see.

She clicked and clicked on Song Mingzhe's profile picture. Song Mingzhe's circle of friends was as clean as ever, just like a zombie account.

Ling Zhaozhao kept clicking on the red dot that indicated the new news, and waited and waited, but he still didn't get that person's statement.

Ling Zhaozhao was so angry that he couldn't help posting another Moments.

This time, only Song Mingzhe could see it.

"People who ignore me are sent to herd cattle, people who forget me are sent to Africa to train monkeys, people who oppose me are sent to Spain for bullfighting, and people who are hot and cold to me are sent to the earth."