Ling Qingyu picked up a dish and brought it back to the table. She scooped up the rice inside one of the boxes and put it on the plate. Arranging everything carefully so that Zhao Xiurong just needed to co and eat.
Ling Qingyu tucked her hair behind, careful not to spoil the food. Perhaps, her OCD aspect ca into play again; Ling Qingyu continued placing the dishes in several neat and beautiful orders until the picture satisfied her.
Finished, Ling Qingyu rubbed her hands and asked: "You haven't eaten anything yet. Why not have a al inside your stomach? Working for so long without anything inside isn't good for your health. Don't pressure yourself too much. I'm always behind you, Sister Zhao."
"Sister Zhao?" Ling Qingyu tilted her head and saw Zhao Xiurong, staring at her with her mouth agape. Despite having so guesses, Ling Qingyu asked. "What's wrong? Aren't you feeling well?"
Ling Qingyu's inquiry awakened Zhao Xiurong from her dreaming state. She stared at Ling Qingyu with complex eyes and stood up.
Watching Ling Qingyu prepare everything for her made Zhao Xiurong absolutely stunned. The original character of a resilient and strong leader was nowhere to be seen.
She had never seen Ling Qingyu being so gentle and considerate, contrasting the cold goddess that threw people miles away. Where had she ever seen Ling Qingyu acting like a beautiful virtuous wife?
Sohow, Zhao Xiurong felt shy, seeing Ling Qingyu's change in aura. Patting her cheeks, she said with an envious tone. "Sister Ling, I'm getting more and more jealous of your future husband. He must have saved the universe to gain your love."
Ling Qingyu almost flipped over the table. What saving universe? It must be committing too many cris that she would torture the one who dared to have an idea of her.
Wrinkling her brows, Ling Qingyu said helplessly. "Stop kidding around, Sister Zhao. I won't get married. If I'm to marry, I will only marry you as a wife" Ling Qingyu winked at her secretary.
"Well, it seems not bad to have a boss as a husband." Zhao Xiurong fought back and took her seat. "Thanks. Today must be my luckiest day to see you in a different light."
"Sister Zhao will see more and more in the coming years." Ling Qingyu stroked Zhao Xiurong's chin and said.
"Bah! Get off. I'm going to eat; don't make blush and ruin my appetite." Zhao Xiurong pushed away Ling Qingyu's hand and replied.
Picking up the spoons, Zhao Xiurong began to eat, squinting her eyes as soon as her tongue sensed a great taste. Ling Qingyu watched with smiles on the side and walked toward the chair, Zhao Xiurong sat before, after seeing her secretary eating with relish.
Scrolling a few tis on a computer screen, Ling Qingyu read everything to gain what was going on in her company. Even though Zhao Xiurong reported the summary to her daily, experiencing firsthand was always better.
"Hmm, Sister Ling, is there anything wrong?" Zhao Xiurong asked while she chewed down the food.
"Nothing wrong. I just want to read quickly. Careful with the food in case your throat gets stuck." Ling Qingyu replied and continued reading. "I still have a business to do. You know, a eting with so officials."
Seeing Ling Qingyu sigh and shake her head, Zhao Xiurong was puzzled. "You don't want to et them?"
"Who wants to et and talk with old n? It's better to spend ti with our glamorous secretary." Ling Qingyu said.
"Pfft—" Zhao Xiurong choked and coughed. She patted her chest, trying to swallow.
Ling Qingyu was frightened by her reaction and quickly ca beside her. She firmly struck Zhao Xiurong's back. "There, there. Don't panic."
Afterward, Ling Qingyu reached for a glass cup nearby and poured the water in, then gestured Zhao Xiurong to drink.
The water alleviated Zhao Xiurong's uncomfortable state. A few more coughs and everything was fine again.
"You scare , Sister Zhao. How can you have a low tolerance?" Ling Qingyu asked seriously.
Zhao Xiurong rolled her eyes and poked at her boss. "Don't you have any idea what you just said?"
"What's the matter? I'm telling the truth. Staying with you for a minute makes younger by a year." Ling Qingyu said.
"What a glib tongue. I never expect our President Ling can be coquettish." Zhao Xiurong smiled and clicked her tongue.
"Well, I can be more if I need to be." Ling Qingyu crossed her legs and sat astride Zhao Xiurong's seat. She no longer had the desire to delve into the company's affairs. "Take it slow. I won't talk anymore."
Zhao Xiurong blushed and continued the al. Silence prevailed and Secretary Zhao's cheek reddened, under Ling Qingyu's leer. "Can you not look at for so long?"
"Ahem—our secretary has a day she is shy." Ling Qingyu teased and stopped staring, playing with her phone to pass the ti.
15 minutes later. "Alright. I'm done eating. Thank you, Sister Ling. You should go what you've already planned."
"Well, okay. Don't pressure yourself too much." Ling Qingyu nodded and left behind her chic back.
Leaving her company, Ling Qingyu drove to the municipal building to et a relevant official. Heck, so much parking space yet wasn't allowed to parl, Ling Qingyu cursed inwardly.
Ling Qingyu called the one she wanted to et and inford her difficulties. Not a mont later, she and her bodyguards' vehicles were allowed in. In addition, the other protection teams were in covert cars around the periter outside. Ling Qingyu was definitely protected more than required.
Thinking of the arrogant security guards who were imdiately deflated after her phone call, Ling Qingyu sighed. Why bothered?
It was good to do your job properly but you still wanted to oppress others with your little authorities. Sotis, she even wondered if her pity for those guys was appropriate.
Ling Qingyu t the official she had planned and shook hands with him. An older man around his sixties, with grace and fervor.
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"Ms. Ling looks as beautiful as always." The man praised.
Ling Qingyu was rolling her eyes inside because most won liked soone cheering up for their beauties but that didn't include her.
"I take care of myself more than others. You must be exaggerating but thank you." Ling Qingyu replied politely.
"Please have a seat, Ms. Ling." The man straightened his arms over the sofas in the center. The two sat opposite. "Would you like any refreshnt?"
"No, thank you. Please don't bother about it. What do you think of the idea I talked about?" Ling Qingyu asked.
"Well…" The man was a bit confused at Ling Qingyu's directness. He had never dealt with such a personality. Straight to the topic. A new experience.
"It's an eye-opener but won't so of them be a little redundant here." The man asked. In fact, Ling Qingyu's investnt in transportation didn't bring many benefits except check and balance the other companies, but he couldn't say it outright.
Ling Qingyu's aura still pressured him a lot. Her na wasn't gained for nothing. Only after speaking with her face-to-face, the man realized how powerful this woman really was.
Ling Qingyu's network and capability frightened the man despite his peaceful outer appearance. He didn't want to lead his career to demise.
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