The president's pet daughter

Song Mingzhe: Come up.

Ling Zhaozhao, who was lying on the bed reading a novel, sat up straight when he saw the news pop-up window.

Did this busy man think of her just after finishing his work?

But with Song Mingzhe's temperament, there should be something wrong with asking her to go up.

Ling Zhaozhao no longer hesitated, put on his overcoat, and took the elevator up to the top floor.

She rang the doorbell, and it was Song Mingzhe who opened the door.

Ling Zhaozhao glanced inside deliberately, Rong Yuan didn't seem to be there.

"what happened?"

Song Mingzhe was a little puzzled when he saw Ling Zhaozhao kept looking inside.

He was wearing a black overcoat with a gray lining inside, and raised his eyebrows slightly, giving him a bit more wantonness and elegance.

"See if Secretary Rong is here."

Ling Zhaozhao blinked playfully.

I don't know why, but now she feels like cheating.

Song Mingzhe couldn't help feeling a little funny, and turned slightly to let her in.

"By the way, what did you call me up for?"

Ling Zhaozhao asked belatedly.

"Have a meal."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips and motioned Ling Zhaozhao to look at the food on the table.

The meals in the presidential suite are all custom-made, and he also specially ordered some heavy dishes.

So much so that Rong Yuan checked the menu several times.

Ling Zhaozhao thought that Song Mingzhe was looking for her for something urgent, but he didn't expect Song Mingzhe to ask her to come up for dinner, and sat at the table in surprise.

She looked at her favorite dishes in front of her, as if she remembered something.

"Is today's breakfast delicious?"

She waited in line for a long time to get it.

"good to eat."

Song Mingzhe sat down gracefully beside her, thinking of the breakfast, the feeling of fullness in his stomach rushed to his throat.

He literally ate all those breakfasts and now has no appetite at all.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but frown when he got the affirmation.

"These are for you."

Song Mingzhe put the documents and materials that Ling Zhaozhao had sorted out by her hand.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at those things, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect Song Mingzhe to find them back.

Seeing their neat appearance, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help being moved.

But then her eyes dimmed.

"Thank you for helping me find these things, but it doesn't seem to be of any use now."

The Xueyuan project has already been discussed, even if these things are returned to her in one piece, it will be useless.

"Could it be that Xueyuan is only a Cai family?"

The corner of Song Mingzhe's mouth twitched lightly, with a hint of sarcasm.

Although Cai's is the first choice for Xueyuan's project, it doesn't mean that Cai's is the only choice.

"I have listed all the information of the companies that are suitable for this project. You can contact them directly. I have read your plan and information. They are very good. There is a high chance of being able to negotiate with them."

He pushed a document in front of Ling Zhaozhao, with a curl on his lips.

He said that he would not deny all the efforts she had made.

Of course, he can help Ling Zhaozhao pave the way so that she can walk across it safely.

Even as long as Ling Zhaozhao can rest assured, the Xueyuan project will be taken over by Bohr sooner or later.

But he also knew Ling Zhaozhao's arrogance and how to respect her.

The materials and documents she had worked so hard to sort out after staying up all night shouldn't just be buried just because of his words.

Her hard work and excellence deserves to be seen by everyone.

"Ma Jun has been fired, and the cooperation with Cai's has also been cancelled, so you are now the person in charge of this project, and it's up to you to decide what to do."

Song Mingzhe looked at her with deep eyes, and there was endless tenderness in his eyes.

Ling Zhaozhao was shocked by his words.

But in just one night, the personnel of this project changed so much, and she was actually able to take full charge of this big project.

This is too dreamy.

"Does the president know about this?"

Ling Zhaozhao swallowed.

I am afraid that even Peng Rui has no right to make such a decision on personnel changes for such a large project. After much deliberation, such a decision can only be made by the top management.

"Ah."

Song Mingzhe thought about it, and it was indeed true, and he was not lying to Ling Zhaozhao.

"The president is really a fair and discerning old man, no wonder he can achieve this position."

Ling Zhaozhao happily gave the imaginary CEO a perfect affirmation.

A fair and discerning old man who was serving Ling Zhaozhao's food: ...

You can praise him, but there is no need to add the word "old man".

"Little Songzi, I don't even know how to thank you."

Ling Zhaozhao tugged at the corner of Song Mingzhe's clothes and looked at him gratefully.

Although Song Mingzhe didn't mention it, she also knew how much Song Mingzhe helped in it.

Otherwise, this matter will not be resolved so smoothly.

When Song Mingzhe heard that Ling Zhaozhao wanted to thank him, the arc of the corner of his mouth enlarged unconsciously.

He subconsciously pressed the position on his chest.

The pendant Ling Zhaozhao gave him had been carefully strung around his neck.

Song Mingzhe recalled the way Ling Zhaozhao took the initiative to hug him yesterday, and lowered his eyes slightly.

The touch of her hair gently brushing against his fingertips, the feeling of her breathing in sync with his heartbeat are still in his memory.

Thanking him is actually not difficult, a hug may be enough.

Ling Zhaozhao was still thinking about how to thank Song Mingzhe.

She twisted her hair with her fingers, and spoke hesitantly.

"Otherwise I'll send you some money?"

After thinking about it, she didn't know what he liked, because he didn't lack for anything, but it seemed more practical to give him money.

The curvature of Song Mingzhe's mouth disappeared instantly.

What does she think of herself as a little boy who lacks money?

No matter how unintelligent Ling Zhaozhao was, he could still see Song Mingzhe's face suddenly sinking.

"Then what do you want?"

Ling Zhaozhao was very distressed.

She really didn't have any idea about thanking people. If Gao Yue hadn't been there last time, she really wouldn't have thought of that pendant.

Otherwise, she doesn't want to spend money on this mediocre rich second generation.

Song Mingzhe wanted to say those words, but found it a bit difficult to say.

He felt that he must be crazy, otherwise how could he have such an impulse.

"As long as you open your mouth, it's okay to let me go to the sky and fall into the underground oil pan."

Ling Zhaozhao said boldly.

It's better to be more honest with each other. It's too tiring to guess.

"Hug."

After a long time, Song Mingzhe moved his thin lips and murmured in a low voice.

"what?"

Ling Zhaozhao didn't react, and subconsciously asked again.

Is there something wrong with her ears?

She seemed to hear something incredible.

"I said, hug me."

Song Mingzhe looked into her eyes and said in a deep voice word by word.

Stupid woman, to ask him to repeat it a second time.

Song Mingzhe thought impatiently.