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In the conference room of the Song Group, the entire senior management of the company is in a meeting. The meeting is the first report meeting in the first year, and it has been going on for a whole morning.

Song Ling sat at the front, her eyes fell on the notebook in front of her, she was slightly distracted.

Chen Tangyu, the manager of the public relations department, reported on a new year company image project. After speaking, Song Ling was silent for half a minute.

The boss had high demands, and the subordinates didn't know about it. They all thought that Song Ling was not satisfied with Chen Tangyu's plan.

Sitting next to her, Ji Mingshu knew that the boss was in a daze.

When Chen Tangyu was speaking just now, her eyes kept falling on the empty space.Ji Mingshu coughed lightly, and reminded her in a low voice: "Boss..."

Song Ling came back to her senses, looked up at the white screen of the new media in front of her, pondered for a moment, then raised her head and asked, "Have all the planning directors of the PR department read it?"

Chen Tangyu was stunned for a moment, but didn't make a sound.

Song Ling raised her hand to close the computer, stood up and said, "After all the directors have seen it and it works, come and show me." After speaking, she turned and left the office.

Immediately, Ji Mingshu got up to follow and left together.

Going upstairs from the special elevator, Ji Mingshu followed behind her, while Songling waited for the elevator, she asked, "Is Yueji ready?"

Yueji is a restaurant. Early this morning, Song Ling ordered a meal there.Ji Mingshu said: "There just sent a message saying that you can pick it up at 11:30."

Song Ling raised her wrist to look at the time, there were still 15 minutes left, and said, "I'll go get it, you go up and sort out the meeting documents first, I'll read them later."

Ji Mingshu said, "Okay." He handed her the car keys.

When the elevator came up, Song Ling took the car keys, stepped into the elevator, and left.

The address of Shen Zhao's translation studio is in Huguang Building, Jiangcheng District, not far from Song Ling's company, and it takes about 10 minutes to drive there.

Song Ling went to Yueji to get the food box, then turned around and drove to Huguang Building.

This area is all CBD, and there are many office buildings, so the people who come and go are basically urban white-collar workers.

The car was parked in the parking lot, and Song Ling went upstairs with the food box.

Not far from the parking lot, Su Yihan got out of the car with Xiang Jin. When Xiang Jin raised his head and caught a glimpse of the person opposite, he subconsciously took two steps back and hid behind the pillar.

Su Yihan caught a glimpse of her expression, turned his head suspiciously, and happened to see Song Ling who was walking past on the opposite side, knowing that she had seen Song Ling.

"You dare not see Song Ling?" Su Yihan glanced at her and asked her thoughtfully.

Xiang Jin knew that the reason why Su Yihan asked her to be an artist was simply to rely on Song Ling's name.

She lowered her eyes lightly, didn't explain much, just said: "It's not the time yet."

Su Yihan didn't understand what she was thinking. In the past two months, she took her around to solicit resources and signed contracts one after another. No matter how the contracts were divided, she had no objections.

Not for money, not for fame.

I don't know the purpose.

"I heard that Song Ling's wife opened a studio upstairs." Su Yihan fixed his eyes on the person in front of him, and suddenly said in a tentative voice.

When Xiang Jin heard the word "wife" in Su Yihan's mouth, his eyes froze suddenly, and he was stunned for a moment.

She had known for a long time that they were married, but when she heard it from others, she still felt that even breathing hurt.What had been hers was now someone else's.

And she didn't even have the courage to meet him.

Slowly raising her head again, her eyes were as cold as ice, she glanced at Su Yihan lightly, her red lips looked out of place on her pale face, as if she had been ill for a long time and had never seen the sun, she opened her lips coldly Say: "Don't try to test me in vain, this is the first and last time I remind you."

Her thoughts are clearly revealed, and she is not afraid of people knowing, some things can only be kept in the bottom of my heart, but if you bring them up in front of her, it will poke her scars.

Su Yihan was stunned by her sharp eyes, and stood there in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

She admits that she has seen countless people, but she has never seen such eyes, calm but ruthless, and has nothing to do with that small, delicate and clean face.

She thought she had picked up a little white rabbit, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that it was a poisonous snake at all.

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On the fifteenth floor of the office building of Huguang Building, Zhaoyi Translation Studio.

The office is not big, but it has all the internal organs. As soon as you get out of the elevator, you will see the front desk at the door and the fashionable studio nameplate.

Opening a studio is not an easy task. For two full months, Shen Zhao has been busy, and she has handled all aspects from material procurement to recruitment. It can be seen that she has done a lot of homework.

There are four people in the whole studio, from the front desk to the staff plus herself.Two of the translators were personally reviewed and selected by her, and the remuneration was much higher than that of her peers.Song Ling has no doubts about her translation level, and she has seen it for a long time. In the translation industry, word of mouth is the most important thing, not the scale.

In the final analysis, it is fine work. Large-scale domestic companies, such as Song's, also have their own translation departments. However, in recent years, the translation studios in the market are doing better and better, and there are many companies Choosing outsourcing is convenient and efficient, and many translation departments have been laid off.

The front desk is a sweet-looking little girl, she is not very old, she looks like she is in her early twenties, with crooked eyebrows, she likes to smile very much, she is also the front desk chosen by Shen Zhao himself.

The front desk is the facade of a company, receiving customers and guests, and always representing the first impression of the studio.

It has to be said that Shen Zhao is still very business minded.

Xiaolu at the front desk knew Song Ling, because from the first day she went to work, this beautiful sister brought food at noon every day, and she couldn't be shaken.

Song Ling looked at her and asked, "Is your boss there?"

Xiao Lu: "Boss just went downstairs, he should be back right away."

Song Ling hummed, walked in with a food box, and said, "I'll go in and wait for her."

"Okay." Xiao Lu said with a smile.

The other two were still working and greeted her with a smile when they saw her coming.

The office is at the innermost, Song Ling greeted and opened the door to enter.

Because the studio has just been established in the early days, many things have not been arranged in time. In addition to a desk, a sofa, and two bookshelves, the office is empty and unfilled.

But the location is good, the south-facing view is a whole glass wall, which is in the same direction as her office.

Song Ling stood in front of the window, looking at the skyscrapers outside, the weather was cold, but these days were happy.

There was a sudden sound of the door opening behind her, and Song Ling turned her head, just in time to see someone coming in from outside.

Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look over, and then said with a smile, "Why is it so early today?"

Song Ling smiled, turned around and walked towards her, took her hand and closed the door smoothly, pulled her in, and said, "I miss you, so I want to come here soon."

Shen Zhao tilted his head and looked up at her, deliberately teasing her: "I just saw you in the morning, did you just think about it? I think you are getting more and more glib now."

Song Ling opened the food box in her hand and looked at her with a smile on her face. She deliberately pressed her head towards her, her lips touched her softly, and whispered softly: "Don't you know that there is a saying called a Isn’t it like three autumns without seeing each other?”

Shen Zhao was taken aback by her sudden kiss, quickly stood up straight, turned his head to look outside the office, looked around, and then said in a low voice, "There is someone, Song Ling!"

Song Ling also raised her eyes to look outside, she didn't say anything, and looked away lightly.She walked over, pulled down the invisible curtain on the glass door, turned around and put the dishes in the food box on the table one by one, and said, "Hurry up and eat first, I asked someone to make it now, and it will be cold later." gone."

Shen Zhaoshun sat on the chair next to her, looking down at the seven or eight dinner plates on the table, including meat, vegetables, river delicacies, and fruit desserts. She held her chopsticks, not knowing what to eat for a while, biting the tips , said wistfully: "Are you planning to raise me into a little fat pig?"

Song Ling took food for her, and when she heard what she said, she purposely looked at her from a distance, and said with a smile, "It seems to be a little fatter."

Shen Zhaogang was about to refute, but Song Ling quickly smiled and said, "It's just a little fatter, it looks better."

Shen Zhao was skeptical, picked up the shrimp in the bowl with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, chewed vaguely, and said slowly: "Is that so, people say that you look good when you are thin, are you lying to me?"

Song Ling also picked up the other pair of chopsticks, and while picking up vegetables for her, she said, "Why am I lying to you, you don't look good if you're thin, it's comfortable to hold on to your fleshy body."

Shen Zhao's earlobe turned red, and he glanced at her subconsciously.

All right, waiting for her here.

"Why don't you eat?" Shen Zhao raised his eyes and asked her.

Song Ling: "I drank some coffee and I'm not too hungry."

Shen Zhao took out another small bowl, filled it with rice and handed it over, "Eat some with me, I can't eat so much, what a waste."

Song Ling looked down at the small bowl in front of her, finally picked up the chopsticks, and promised her with a smile: "Okay."

The two sat facing each other, eating together, and gossiping about family affairs. This kind of life was very simple, but extremely happy.

Shen Zhao raised her eyes lightly and looked at the person in front of her. The sun shone from the window behind her and fell on her, casting a layer of soft orange on her side face, which belonged to the light of happiness. .

After eating the last bean, Song Ling put down her chopsticks, raised her eyes and met the gaze of the person in front of her.She hooked her lips and smiled, "What are you looking at?"

Shen Zhao leaned over, put his elbows on his chin, looked at her closely, and smiled with crooked eyes: "I'm a little thirsty."

Song Ling smiled, stood up and said softly, "I'm going to pour water."

She picked up the cup on the table, turned around and walked to the water dispenser by the door, bent over to take a cup of warm water, and walked over to bring it to her.

Shen Zhao took it, raised his head and drank more than half of the glass, probably really thirsty, drank a little urgently, and his jaw flowed down slightly.Song Ling leaned across the table, rubbed her thumb lightly, held her chin with her fingers, and said softly: "Drink less, drinking too much water just after eating is not good for the stomach."

Shen Zhao put down the cup, smiled, "Drink and eat."

Song Ling walked over, looked at her smiling eyes, felt warm in her heart, and said involuntarily, "Ah Zhao, let's get married."

Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then asked after a moment of pause, "Didn't you get married a long time ago?"

The little book is still lying under the cabinet.

Song Ling smiled, cupped her face in both hands, and said seriously: "It's a wedding. I still owe you a proposal, a wedding banquet, a honeymoon, a complete wedding. I owe you too much, four full years, I want to use the rest of my life to make it up to you little by little."

Shen Zhao was startled, looked up into her eyes, knew that she was still thinking about the past, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I don't care about these, we have gone through so much, as long as we are still together, I am satisfied .”

Song Ling stared at those bright eyes, with a smile on her face. She lowered her head and pecked her lips lightly, pressed against her forehead, and said slowly: "But I want to give you the best, Azhao, I want to give you everything in this world. The best for you."

Shen Zhao raised his hand to hold the back of her hand, and said with a smile, "You are the best and most important thing in this world."

Song Ling smiled, "Then I will give you myself, you have to keep it well, don't lose it."

With a full smile, Shen Zhao raised his face and kissed her with his lips, and promised, "Okay, I will keep you deeply in my heart."

Song Ling knelt on one knee beside her chair, leaned over to kiss her, inserted her fingers into her soft hair, held her in her arms and said slowly, "Azhao, I want to give you a grand wedding, okay?"

Shen Zhao closed his eyes, hummed lightly, and said, "Okay."