The president's pet daughter

After Ling Zhaozhao finished posting the Moments to vent his anger, he simply clicked on a TV series to pass the time.

Before I knew it, it was night.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but feel a little hungry, so he decided to make something for himself.

Before he reached the kitchen, he heard a doorbell ringing at the door.

At this point, the Ling family will definitely not come to look for Ling Zhaozhao, and there are very few people who know that Ling Zhaozhao lives here now.

After much deliberation, only that person is the most likely.

Ling Zhaozhao recalled the selfie he posted, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

Although some people didn't give her likes and comments, they still couldn't help but secretly peeked at the screen.

Ling Zhaozhao quickly arranged his hair and clothes, so as not to look haggard when meeting someone.

She just wanted Song Mingzhe to see that even if the two of them quarreled in the cold war, it would not affect her beauty in the slightest.

Ling Zhaozhao walked towards the door in a good mood, muttering involuntarily while walking.

"I thought you could bear it, but I didn't expect it to be nothing more than that..."

Ling Zhaozhao hadn't finished speaking yet, when he saw the person standing at the door, he couldn't say the rest.

Song Jianguo was leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, and his deep eyes swept across Ling Zhaozhao, followed by the butler Chen Fu.

"Who were you talking about just now?"

Song Jianguo also heard Ling Zhaozhao's muttering just now, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"I didn't say anything, uncle, why did you come here suddenly?"

Surprised, Ling Zhaozhao quickly organized his thoughts, pretending to be calm and inviting Song Jianguo in.

Fortunately, she hadn't had time to say those flirty words just now, otherwise it would have been embarrassing for Song Jianguo to hear it.

When the two of them walked in together, Ling Zhaozhao still glanced behind them.

Naturally, Song Jianguo didn't let Ling Zhaozhao's little move go unnoticed.

"You seem to be expecting someone else."

Song Jianguo sat on the sofa and said meaningfully.

Ling Zhaozhao lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the disappointment in his eyes, and took out the tea from the refrigerator.

Fortunately, Ling Yan liked to drink tea when he came here on weekdays. He knew that Ling Zhaozhao would not have tea here, so he simply bought a lot of valuable Dahongpao and tea sets and put them in Ling Zhaozhao's place.

I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

"No, I'm just surprised that Uncle came here so late, and I don't know how Uncle knows my address."

The butler Chen Fu took the tea and tea set from Ling Zhaozhao's hands with great insight, and quietly stayed aside to make tea.

"It's not difficult for the Song family to check a person's address. I just got off the plane and heard that you are going to resign from Boer, so I came to see you."

Song Jianguo stroked the faucet and said meaningfully.

Ling Zhaozhao nodded a little disappointed.

Song Jianguo could easily know where she lived now, but that person seemed to have forgotten her.

"Mingzhe has to be busy with an overseas project recently, so he can't get away these days."

Song Jianguo seemed to have read Ling Zhaozhao's mind, took a sip of the hot tea handed over by the housekeeper Chen Fu, and said in a deep thought.

Listening to Song Jianguo's tone, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't tell whether Song Jianguo knew about the cold war between the two of them, so he could only hum a perfunctory hum.

"I can approve your resignation from Ball, but have you figured out where you want to work next?"

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's absent-minded look, Song Jianguo put down his teacup.

Hearing that Song Jianguo agreed to resign, Ling Zhaozhao was a little surprised.

Song Mingzhe never let go, and Peng Rui didn't dare to let her go. Now that Song Jianguo said so, it meant that she could get her wish.

And when did Song Jianguo care so much about her?

Ling Zhaozhao was a little confused.

The relationship between her and Song Jianguo is not very warm, and Song Jianguo has always been cold-faced and cold-hearted, and she dare not expect that her relationship with Song Jianguo can be as close as she is with Shen Qiyu. Now Song Jianguo not only took the initiative to find her, but also cared about her The future, which makes her not surprised is false.

"You will be from the Song family in the future, so it's normal for me to ask, Chen Fu, show Zhaozhao the prepared materials."

Song Jianguo coughed lightly, and signaled the housekeeper Chen Fu to put the prepared things in front of Ling Zhaozhao.

"These are a few companies that I think are not bad. They should suit your appetite. Don't worry, I won't let you in. I just provide you with directions. It's up to you whether you go or not."

"If you go in, you have to start from the lowest position. No one will know your relationship with the Song family. You can rest assured."

"It all depends on your own ability to compete, and the Song family will never interfere with it."

Ling Zhaozhao glanced suspiciously at the table when he heard Song Jianguo's words.

The names of those companies were familiar, and they were all companies she wanted to try recently.

Song Jianguo also has a heart.

"Don't you think my resignation from Ball was impulsive?"

Ling Zhaozhao asked with a complicated mood.

Since she resigned, everyone around her felt that her idea was too impulsive and stubborn.

Even Song Mingzhe thought so.

But what Song Jianguo did seemed to prove that her actions were all right.

"What kind of person do you want to be, what kind of things do you want to do, even if I stop you, will you listen?"

"What's more, you and Ayu have very similar temperaments. If Ayu were you, I believe she would do the same."

When Song Jianguo mentioned Shen Qiyu, the expression on his face softened a little.

Although Shen Qiyu has changed a lot towards him now, she still likes freedom around the world.

Song Jianguo didn't like Shen Qiyu running outside at first, but then he thought about it.

After all, loving someone can never bind her.

Shen Qiyu has things she likes and goals she wants to achieve, so why not support her.

When Ling Zhaozhao heard Song Jianguo's words, he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

"Thank you uncle, I will think about these carefully."

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao accepted his proposal, Song Jianguo nodded, and couldn't help but look around at the surrounding environment.

After thinking about it again and again, he still asked the question that had been bothering him since he entered the door.

"Is that kid Mingzhe not willing to spend money? To buy such a small house for you, and that furniture, it doesn't look worthy of your class."

He thought, this place is not even one-third the size of the Song family.

Song Mingzhe doesn't look like a stingy person, why don't he decorate this place well?

When Ling Zhaozhao heard Song Jianguo's words, the corner of his mouth twitched.

She suddenly understood why the Song family's decoration looked so magnificent.

It turned out that Song Jianguo liked this one.

It's no wonder that she doesn't like her minimalist style.