The president's pet daughter

Although Bai Mengyue's matter has temporarily come to an end, Ling Zhaozhao's matter is not over yet.

The company's products still need further docking and communication, so Ling Zhaozhao, who has always been adhering to the Buddhist teachings at work, started his journey of working overtime.

But different from the past, this time it was Song Mingzhe who accompanied her to work overtime.

Xiaoyong knocked on the door of Ling Zhaozhao's office with two cups of coffee, looked at Ling Zhaozhao who was seriously revising the plan in front of the desk, and carefully took the coffee in his hand.

There was also Song Mingzhe who was sitting by the side like a patron saint.

Song Mingzhe was casually flipping through the magazines in Ling Zhaozhao's office, with a serious expression as if he was studying a difficult problem of the century.

"Brother-in-law is working hard, drink some coffee."

Xiaoyong put the coffee by Song Mingzhe's hand with a smile.

Song Mingzhe glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was eight o'clock in the evening, and Xiaoyong seemed to get off work at this time.

"It's been a long time, please treat everyone to a meal then, and ask sister Ling to raise your wages."

Song Mingzhe picked up the coffee beside his hand, and began to favor Ling Zhaozhao.

Although he is relatively indifferent to people, he still understands the necessary sophistication.

Sure enough, Xiaoyong's eyes lit up when he heard Song Mingzhe's words, and then he felt embarrassed again.

"In terms of hard work, Sister Ling was the hardest one. Thanks to her double-handed preparation and design of two sample drafts, otherwise our plagiarism this time would really not be cleaned up."

They only made one type of design at the beginning, but Ling Zhaozhao felt that it was not safe, so he designed another one as a backup.

When they were docking with their partners, they found that there were some problems with the first style, so they didn't continue to dock.

Unexpectedly, this style ended up in the hands of others.

Fortunately, their partner prefers their second design, otherwise it would be really difficult for them to deal with this matter in such a short period of time.

But they also heard that the company that took their design drawings and produced products has recently been scolded by consumers as a hot search.

The reason is that there are irreversible defects in the product.

They were able to advance their work in an orderly manner during this period, and they all felt that it was thanks to Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao's work ability is very strong, and Ling Zhaozhao bears the brunt of working overtime until late at night. Anyway, as employees, they don't seem so angry.

Because Xiaoyong is a technical post, he has also worked overtime these days, but Ling Zhaozhao will also give him extra benefits depending on the situation.

So even if he worked overtime, Xiaoyong didn't think it was a problem.

"Sister Ling is really kind-hearted and has a strong working ability. We are happy working with her every day."

The smile on Xiaoyong's face widened.

The words of praise in his mouth were so greasy that even Ling Zhaozhao, who was at work, couldn't stand it anymore.

"If you want to get off work, get off work quickly. No matter how nice you say, I can't increase your salary any more."

Ling Zhaozhao looked up at Xiaoyong helplessly, with a teasing tone.

"If it doesn't rise, it won't rise. I said these words from the bottom of my heart, so I will get off work and won't bother you."

Xiaoyong tidied up his plaid shirt, and before leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door for Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao.

The words he said were so suggestive that Song Mingzhe couldn't help but pause while holding the coffee.

Now there are only two of them left in the company, and they really won't be disturbed.

But Ling Zhaozhao didn't have so many twists and turns in her heart, she just wanted to finish changing the plan early so that she could meet with the partner tomorrow.

I don't know if it's because of too much overtime recently, she vaguely feels that this kind of work intensity is getting more and more handy.

"Why don't you go home and rest first. When you finally have free time, you don't have to work overtime with me. There is nothing important here."

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at Song Mingzhe, and said caringly.

Song Mingzhe was always spinning, and today Boer finally had no schedule, so there was no need to accompany her to work overtime.

However, in the past, she only had to work overtime with Song Mingzhe, but now that her status has been reversed, she is indeed not too strange.

"Being with you is very important."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, closed the magazine in his hand, walked behind Ling Zhaozhao, and pressed her shoulder unexpectedly.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't expect Song Mingzhe to give her a massage so thoughtfully, he didn't react for a while, and when the soreness in his shoulders eased, he couldn't help sighing.

"Have you learned this technique before?"

Song Mingzhe seems to be proficient in both strength and acupuncture points.

"When I used to feel uncomfortable, I would press it myself."

Song Mingzhe's deep voice sounded from behind her, it was numb.

Ling Zhaozhao nodded in satisfaction, as if enjoying Song Mingzhe's service very much.

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao narrowing his eyes comfortably, Song Mingzhe couldn't help chuckling.

"Zhao Zhao, if you feel tired, I can do these things."

Song Mingzhe pondered for a while, then spoke slowly.

He saw Ling Zhaozhao's hard work these days, and felt very distressed.

Although he didn't know much about jewelry, he had just glanced at it and had a vague idea of ​​these things.

If Ling Zhaozhao wants to make achievements, he doesn't have to be so tired, he will let someone take over this part.

What's more, Ling Zhaozhao's attitude at work in the past was extremely fishy. Song Mingzhe also understood Ling Zhaozhao's easy-going temperament, and was very worried that Ling Zhaozhao would not be able to withstand such pressure.

Hearing this, Ling Zhaozhao paused for a moment while typing on the keyboard, and sighed faintly.

"I do not want it."

"I don't want to be a canary under your protection. Maybe my previous work attitude was too fishy, ​​which made you feel that I would not be able to persist, but I must do a good job in this matter."

Song Mingzhe pressed Ling Zhaozhao's shoulder and asked a serious question.

"why?"

With Ling Zhaozhao's conditions, no matter what you do, you don't need to worry too much, and you don't need to work hard.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at the plan he made on the computer screen, every word was his hard work these days, his eyes gradually became firm.

"Because I want to be by your side."

She wanted to use the name Ling Zhaozhao to stand beside Song Mingzhe in an upright manner, instead of aweing others in the name of Mrs. Song.

She is just herself, always has been.

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's words, Song Mingzhe stroked her beautiful hair, and suddenly felt that the person he favored on the tip of his heart was quite powerful.

"I……"

Song Mingzhe was about to say something when the phone rang at this moment.