Chapter 342: Sparing No Efforts to Please Others
Song's mother served Shang Wufang a bowl of porridge and asked him to eat fried buns.
The pan-fried dumplings she makes are unique and delicious.
Shang Wufang ate one and praised it to Song's mother.
"Auntie, it would be a waste if you didn't open a shop. How come your food is so delicious?"
"I've had pan-fried dumplings, and they're far inferior to what you make."
"Our nanny has made it too, but it's not as delicious as yours."
“This tastes amazing!”
Song Ling's eyes were almost rolling up to the sky.
This guy is really good at talking nonsense!
She admitted that her mother's pan-fried dumplings were delicious, but not as exaggerated as he said.
He really goes to great lengths to please people.
Mother Song narrowed her eyes in a smile.
"If it tastes good, eat more."
Song's father also invited him to try other breakfasts.
Shang Wufang kept saying it was delicious.
Seeing that the breakfast they made early in the morning was eaten up, Song's father and mother were in a very good mood.
Song Ling went back to her room and changed into a white suit. The unique design made her look tall, intellectual and beautiful.
Shang Wufang's eyes stayed on her for a long time, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
Song Ling said, "Mr. Shang, didn't you come to talk to me about something? Let's go and talk outside."
Shang Wufang felt like laughing when he saw her pretending.
Song Ling gave him a warning look.
Shang Wufang finally flattened the corners of his mouth and said to the two elderly people in the kitchen, "Uncle and aunt, we're leaving now. I'll treat you to a meal some other day."
Father Song smiled and said, "You're welcome."
Song's mother: "Wufang, come over for dinner when you have time."
"Okay, thank you, Auntie. I won't be polite."
"Let's go."
Song Ling urged.
Song's father and mother saw them out.
After the door closed, Song's mother said, "Old man, do you think there's something wrong between Lingling and her boss?"
Song's father was a tough guy and shook his head: "No."
Song's mother: "How can it be such a coincidence? Last time we were traveling in Lijiang, Lingling's boss happened to be there too, so we ran into each other."
"Early this morning, Boss Lingling came to her house to talk about business. If it was business, he could have gone to the company. Why is he in such a hurry? And he didn't rush to talk about business after he came."
"Wu Fang seemed very familiar with this place. Even without anyone telling him, he knew where the bathroom was and could get dishes from the kitchen by himself, just like it was his own home."
After her analysis.
Song's father also felt that there was a problem between the two.
"You mean they're in love?"
Mother Song frowned, she didn't know either.
"You said Lingling was dating her boss. There was no need to hide it from us. Wufang is not married."
Song's father suddenly exclaimed, "Do you think Boss Lingling has a girlfriend or a fiancée?"
I heard that my daughter's boss is a rich young man and his family is very wealthy.
Shang Wufang is not a child anymore, so it is very likely that his family will arrange a marriage for him.
Song's mother: "Your analysis makes sense. Lingling may like her boss, but her boss has a girlfriend, or a fiancée, and Lingling doesn't dare to tell us."
The more the old couple analyzed it, the more disheartened they felt.
"Old man, what do you think Boss Lingling means? Is she a little fond of our Lingling?"
Song's father: "Whether we like him or not, if he has a girlfriend or fiancée, we cannot agree to Lingling being with him."
"When Lingling gets off work tonight, let's ask her and find out. If that's the case, we have to stop them."
Mother Song nodded solemnly.
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As soon as Song Ling entered the elevator, she started to rage: "Shang Wufang, why are you coming to my house?"
Shang Wufang put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the wall behind him: "I came here because I missed you."
"Shame on you! We've broken up!"
"I regret it."
"You're sick! You're sick!"
"Well, I'm sick, and only you can cure me."
Song Ling felt that talking to Shang Wufang always made her angry.
This guy just knows how to play rogue on her.
"Shang Wufang, I beg you, please stop pestering me, okay? Please spare me, you're driving me crazy."
Shang Wufang's eyes darkened: "Song Ling, you've driven me crazy."
"So, let's go crazy together."
Song Ling stared at him, too angry to speak.
The elevator stops at the first floor.
Shang Wufang stepped out.
As the elevator door was about to close, he turned around and looked at Song Ling, curling his lips and smiling: "See you later."
Song Ling didn't say anything and pressed the door closing button twice.
This is a way of saying that she really doesn't want to see someone.
Shang Wufang smiled and turned away.
His car was parked in the outdoor parking lot on the first floor, while Song Ling's car was in the underground parking lot.
Song Ling scratched her hair and let out a breath.
Song Ling did not attend the company's morning meeting, using the excuse that she was out for something.
There was an artist recording a program today, and he could just have his assistant accompany him. In order to avoid Shang Wufang, she went along, which made the artist flattered.
"Sister Ling, are you worried about me?"
Song Ling patted her shoulder: "No, I came here to cheer you up."
The artist instantly broke into a grin.
Instantly high morale.
Shang Wufang didn't see Song Ling at the morning meeting and his face was gloomy.
The group of people below were terrified and didn't dare to speak.
After the morning meeting was over, everyone slipped away as quickly as possible.
Song Ling watched the artists recording the show for the whole morning. Around noon, she received a call from Yan Lixin, asking her to have dinner with him.
Song Ling thought about the last time she promised to take someone out for dinner but had not yet fulfilled her promise, so she agreed.
The two of them made an appointment at a restaurant and drove there separately.
Yan Lixin arrived a little earlier than her and ordered the dishes first.
When she arrived, the food was already being served.
Yan Lixin said, "I was afraid the food would be served too slowly, so I ordered it first. Do you mind?"
Song Ling shook her head: "It doesn't matter, it's good this way, it saves time."
The dishes that came up were all heavy in flavor.
Yan Lixin knew that the eating habits in her hometown were strong.
In the past, when the department had dinner together, he always ordered some heavy-flavored dishes.
Song Ling hesitated for a long time and didn't know where to start, so she simply put down her chopsticks and picked up the cup to drink water.
Yan Lixin continued eating and said, "Song Ling, I came to you today to ask for your help."
Song Ling pursed her lips.
She had seen it a long time ago.
Yan Lixin spoke in a hurry today. He had ordered the dishes and asked the kitchen to serve them before she arrived.
I don't want to waste any time.
She never even considered that she couldn't get used to these dishes.
Song Ling said, "Tell me about it. I may not be able to help you."
Yan Lixin: "It's like this. We were halfway through filming when the funding ran out. If the filming stops for a day, we will suffer a huge loss."
"I'd like you to help me convince Mr. Shang to invest in us. This movie has great potential and can make money. With luck, we can make a lot of money."
Song Ling never thought that one day Yan Lixin would ask her for such a favor.
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