The president's pet daughter

Do you want to say that even without her, there is still no shortage of women around him?

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't see the expression on Song Mingzhe's face clearly, and couldn't hear what they said specifically, but she was going crazy.

She felt that Song Mingzhe was deliberately taking revenge on her.

Did she get her down on purpose because she had a conversation with a well-meaning stranger and watch him chat and laugh with other women?

This man is too narrow-minded.

Ling Zhaozhao was so angry that she was so angry that she even felt that she was being played around by Song Mingzhe.

Ling Zhaozhao snorted coldly, her anger had already overcome her reason, she took out her mobile phone and quickly operated it, then turned around and left neatly.

Don't forgive Song Mingzhe no matter what she says!

"What's the name of the manager who sent you here?"

Song Mingzhe glanced at the woman in front of him coldly, his tone was a little cold.

Rong Yuan, who was familiar with Song Mingzhe's tone, knew very well that this unknown woman named Fang Ru was probably going to be targeted by Song Mingzhe.

It is not only a violation of the company's rules and regulations, but also a violation of the company's rules and regulations to rush to deliver materials before the president inspects the subsidiary.

If Song Mingzhe was greedy for beauty, maybe her trick would work, but Song Mingzhe is not that kind of person.

Rong Yuan has seen a lot of women who covet Song Mingzhe in recent years, so it is clear that Fang Ru's sending materials is out of ulterior motives.

I am also gloating in my heart that some people are going to be in bad luck.

Fang Ru originally expected that Song Mingzhe would take the documents, impress her deeply, and finally ask her name, and then she could go to work at Ball headquarters.

Unexpectedly, Song Mingzhe asked her boss's name.

He wouldn't think that these things were really made by her manager, would he?

This can't be done, she didn't come this time to add to the achievements of her manager.

"My manager's name is Sun Weiyang. Although he asked me to deliver the materials, I have sorted out these materials myself. If there is anything wrong, please correct me."

Fang Ru said softly, with a beautiful smile on her face, but she couldn't hide her anxiety in her heart.

She has also been working for some years, and she thinks she has quite a lot of experience in observing words and emotions.

But she couldn't guess what the cold and heartless man in front of her was thinking and what she was going to do.

Rong Yuan in the car couldn't help shaking his head for Fang Ru when he heard Fang Ru's secret provocation.

Confused.

Originally, if she didn't add this sentence, maybe she would just deduct her salary and downgrade, but she took all the responsibility on herself. Isn't Song Mingzhe just right to deal with her?

Rong Yuan listened quietly in the car with the mood of watching the excitement, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye.

Seeing this, he was really taken aback.

Who is the figure behind Song Mingzhe but Ling Zhaozhao?

Rong Yuan thought he was hallucinating, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After confirming that it was Ling Zhaozhao, his eyes widened involuntarily.

When he saw Ling Zhaozhao stopped in his tracks, he didn't know what he was doing, and then walked away angrily, he couldn't help being frightened into a cold sweat.

He had a premonition that Song Mingzhe's displeasure would be written on his face again.

And I'm afraid it will be even worse than before.

After Song Mingzhe heard Fang Ru's words, he raised his eyebrows. He didn't mean to reach out to catch the materials in Fang Ru's hands, and he didn't even take a look at the materials she handed to him on his own initiative.

"Let your manager come to me with your resignation letter in the afternoon, and you can go."

Fang Ru's smile suddenly froze on his face.

This is completely different from what she thought!

"President Song, I..."

Song Mingzhe looked at his watch, guessing that Ling Zhaozhao was coming soon, and only wanted to let the woman who was in the way in front of him leave quickly, so he interrupted coldly.

"If you talk again, ask your manager to hand me his resignation letter."

Song Mingzhe looked down at her with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Fang Ru had also heard of Song Mingzhe's resolute tactics, and since he spoke, there was no room for maneuver.

So he could only leave with a ashen face, hugging the materials he carefully prepared.

Rong Yuan also got out of the car in good time.

He hesitated for a moment, but told Song Mingzhe what he had just seen and heard.

"President Song, Miss Ling seems to have been here just now."

"But she seems to have seen you and that young lady, maybe she misunderstood, and left angrily."

Every time Rong Yuan said a word, Song Mingzhe's face became more gloomy.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

His cold eyes scanned Rong Yuan from top to bottom.

Rong Yuan directly had a hard time speaking.

The conscience of heaven and earth, by the time he found out, Ling Zhaozhao had already left.

What's more, his own president is training people, so he can't disturb him rashly.

But until now, he can only resist everything with strength.

"Yes, it's my fault."

When Song Mingzhe heard Rong Yuan's quick and obedient confession, he didn't know what to say for a while.

He seemed to have thought of something, took out his phone and sent Ling Zhaozhao a message.

As soon as the news was sent out, the huge red exclamation mark hit his line of sight directly.

He repeatedly read the black words under the red exclamation mark, pursed his lips, and opened the address book in the phone.

When the cold and ruthless electronic female voice sounded, Song Mingzhe wished he could crush the phone.

She was so nice that she dared to block him directly.

Seeing Song Mingzhe's almost furious look, Rong Yuan was so frightened that he didn't even dare to speak.

He vaguely felt that the situation this time had developed in an uncontrollable direction.

Song Mingzhe thought and thought, resisted the idea of ​​rushing to find Ling Zhaozhao, and finally returned to the car.

That woman blocked him mercilessly, so why should he take the initiative to find her?

She was cruel enough to think of this trick.

Rong Yuan heard the deafening sound of closing the door, and sat in the driver's seat tremblingly.

"President, let's go..."

Song Mingzhe interrupted the word in his mouth before he could say it.

"casual."

Rong Yuan listened to Song Mingzhe's response on the verge of rage, and silently mouthed "oh".

But in my heart I want to cry but have no tears.

Casual, what is casual?

Isn't this treating him like a mule?

But he also knew that he couldn't ask more questions at this time. After all, if he continued to ask, maybe his resignation letter would appear on Song Mingzhe's desk tomorrow.

Rong Yuan could only start the car silently, silently praying in his heart that Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao would reconcile quickly.

Otherwise, he would almost lose his job.

Alas, the boss and the boss's wife quarrel, and the unlucky ones can only be lowly workers like him.