Song Shuning moved into Ling Ruiyuan's house in Huating the next day.

She thought that it would always be a little awkward for a single man and a single woman to live in the same room, even if they slept in different rooms every day.

But in reality, nothing happened.

Ling Ruiyuan goes out early and comes back late every day, and the two of them don't have many opportunities to meet in this house.

Song Shuning felt more at ease.

She still delivered lunch over at noon as before, and then came back to eat alone in the evening.

There is no difference except that I live in a different place.

A few days after the memorial service, Song Shuning figured that no matter how angry Song Weidong was, he would have calmed down, so he went to the Song family again on Friday.

Although Song Shuning and Song Weidong haven't had much contact for many years, she still understands her father's personality.

Song Weidong is also a smart man. He would not fail to realize that he lied just to encourage him to increase his shares.

Regardless of whether she is a shield for Ling Ruiyuan's real wife, she is Ling Ruiyuan in public, the boss lady of Lingfan Group, and this is enough for Song Weidong.

Song Weidong would definitely get angry if he understood this, after all, his heart was already biased towards Song Jingxi to an unlimited extent.

Song Shuning drove and smiled. There was nothing else he could do. Even if Old Song was angry, he certainly couldn't vent it.

Sure enough, when she entered Lao Song's office, Lao Song's face only flashed with anger for a moment, and then immediately turned into a kind smile.

"Daughter, why are you here?"

Song Weidong is now middle-aged, and even though he has taken good care of himself, he still has wrinkles. The lines at the corners of his eyes are squeezed together, making Song Shuning feel a little strange.

"Dad, can't I come over to see you if I'm fine?" Song Shuning looked at him with a smile.

"Of course, Dad welcomes you. Let's go out for dinner later." Song Weidong's expression did not change at all, even the corners of his mouth maintained the same arc.

"No, I have to have lunch with Ling Ruiyuan later, so I won't stay here any longer." Song Shuning shook his head.

"That's a bit of a pity." Song Weidong looked regretful. People who didn't know their past would definitely think that this was the disappointment of a loving father.

"Actually, it was very simple for me to come here today," Song Shuning tilted his head and looked at Lao Song, "Dad, do you remember our agreement last time? 15% of the shares~"

Whenever Song Weidong thought about this, his heart ached.

Why did I get so carried away at that time?

15% of the shares! Add the 5% that Song Shuning already has, that's 20%.

Song Shuning's voice in the Song Group is almost as powerful as that of him as the chairman.

Even if the shares of Bai Qing and Jingxi, mother and daughter, were added together, they would not be as much as the girl in front of him.

"Shuning, you said at the time that Ling Ruiyuan only wanted you to be a shield, and dad agreed to add shares just to comfort you and encourage you to work harder." Song Weidong looked at Song Shuning hesitantly and continued.

"Since you are already married, Daddy's 10% share is yours, right?"

Song Shuning shook his head. "No, didn't Dad say at the time that he was going to return my shares to me?"

"I know that my father has kept these shares for me for so many years, but now I have grown up and am married, so it's time to give me what I deserve."

Song Weidong held back and said, "Okay, then I'll let Xiao Luo draft the contract."

After all, the person behind Song Shuning is Ling Ruiyuan. Even if Song Shuning is really just a so-called "front", it is easy for Ling Ruiyuan to help her fulfill one or two wishes.

If one of them is to destroy the Song family, or annex the Song family...

Song Weidong didn't dare to think further.

Forget it. Song Shuning is her daughter after all. Even though 20% is a bit too much, Bai Qing and Jing Xi won't care about it. They have always been such kind and obedient people.

-

"I have something I want to ask Dad for help with."

After signing the contracts, Song Shuning pushed one of them to Song Weidong, read the contents of the contract again with a smile, and then spoke to Song Weidong again.

"What's the matter?" Song Weidong became alert instantly.

Song Shuning had just taken away a large portion of his shares, and he didn't have any extra shares to give her now.

"I've been sitting at home doing nothing. I'm really bored. Why don't you let me come to work at Song's?"

She blinked and said playfully.

"Come to work at Song Corporation?" Song Weidong looked at her. Fortunately, she didn't want more shares.

But even if you ask for it again, I won't give it to you.

"Is there no room for you in Lingfan Group?" Song Weidong couldn't pretend to be a kind father anymore after Song Shuning took away so many of his shares.

"Why should I go to work at Lingfan?" Song Shuning asked as a matter of course.

"Ling Ruiyuan is already the president of Lingfan. You can get any position you want, and you can also get close to Ling Ruiyuan. What a great opportunity."

"Ling Fan has a lot of close and distant relatives of the Ling family, which is very troublesome. It's better to feel more at ease with my own family's company." Song Shuning smiled happily and ignored Song Weidong's words at all.

"But..." Song Weidong didn't want Song Shuning to come to the Song family. Although she probably wouldn't cause any trouble, he felt very uncomfortable when he thought that he would have to meet her every now and then in the future.

"Ling Ruiyuan has agreed to let me return to the Song company." Song Shuning interrupted Song Weidong with this sentence.

Why is it Ling Ruiyuan again? Don't you have anything else to say?

"I've already told Ling Ruiyuan, and now I'm suddenly not going. Will Ling Ruiyuan think too much?" Song Shuning said coquettishly, looking thoughtful.

What's wrong with Ling Ruiyuan? Ling Ruiyuan is just useful.

"Okay." Song Weidong panted, "Come if you want."

What else can I do? Song Shuning is no longer the well-behaved daughter she used to be.

"Okay, then I'll pack up and report in next Monday."

Song Shuning picked up the bag happily, and before leaving, she did not forget to say goodbye to Old Song, who was so angry that his face turned green.

"See you next Monday, Dad~"

Song Weidong still sat in the same position without responding.

It took him a long time to call the HR manager to come up.

-

Song Shuning knew that his trip would be successful, but now that it was done, he still felt very refreshed.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

He even hummed a little tune on the way to Lingfan.

Carrying the lunch box into Lingfan lobby, she casually waved to the two ladies at the front desk, who immediately saluted respectfully.

Just kidding, now that she is the real boss lady, of course we have to be respectful to her.

Song Shuning happily walked all the way to Ling Ruiyuan's office.

Ling Ruiyuan's office was locked. Song Shuning shook his head. It seemed that he was very busy today.

There are many confidential information in the president's office, and if Ling Ruiyuan is not there, it is usually locked.

Song Shuning had encountered this situation once before. Ling Ruiyuan specifically instructed the front desk to let Song Shuning go to the small meeting room of the president's level to wait.

So Song Shuning naturally went to the small meeting room.

But what she didn't expect was that there was already someone sitting in the small conference room.

a woman.

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