Chapter 422

"Mom is worried that if they know each other, it will make Zheng Ting lose face." After all, Zheng Ting didn't want to be an ordinary person.

"I'll ask him later." Song Qingcheng can only say so.

In fact, she took this opportunity to persuade her mother to give up the job, but she didn't want to use Ji Zhengting's face as an excuse. In this case, does it not mean that his mother has a prejudice against him.

After the call with his mother, song Qingcheng sighed heavily and leaned on the sofa.

It's impossible to persuade my mother to give up the job. Now we have to find another way.

In fact, there are better ways, but she can't bear to do so.

Mother just arrived at Ji's house, let housekeeper find an excuse to dismiss a new man, that is a matter of one word. However, knowing that her mother was so satisfied with the job, how could she have the heart to pour cold water on her mother when she was overjoyed?!

So we have to think of other ways to deal with this.

……

In the evening, song Qingcheng came home and knew that his mother was off work, so he didn't need to be careful to be seen by his mother.

She also thought for a night whether she should just confess to her mother. Anyway, her mother knew that Ji Zhengting's family background was not simple, so it was not impossible to tell her mother.

Just when she thought so, she was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"Qing Cheng..."

Zhou Shaojing came to her.

When song Qingcheng saw him, he was surprised that Zhou Shaojing was not in the hospital to take care of Ji Ling. How could he always appear at home?

"What happened today..."

"Don't worry, I've arranged it for you." Without waiting for song Qingcheng to finish, Zhou Shaojing cut off her words.

"Thank you In any case, this thanks must be said.

"By the way, why didn't you go to the hospital to take care of Ji Ling?" Without a topic, song Qingcheng casually found a topic.

"Oh, Ji Ling has been discharged from hospital and returned home in the afternoon. She will be resting in her room."

"Discharged?" Song Qingcheng was slightly surprised, "isn't there a full moon yet?"

"She insisted on leaving the hospital. I have no choice but to rely on her. Anyway, she will be full moon in a few days."

Song Qingcheng nodded.

"By the way, did aunt song call you today?" Zhou Shaojing asked her.

Song Qingcheng nodded.

"Actually, you don't have to force aunt song not to come here to work. Anyway, aunt song will work in the West Building in the future. You know, the rules of the Ji family are very strict. Where the distribution is, the posts will be fixed. It's not likely that you can come to the main building several times a year, so you won't run into it. " Zhou Shaojing, of course, wanted his mother to stay at Ji's house and continue to work. In this way, he can threaten song Qingcheng anytime and anywhere.

"Thank you for your concern; I'll think about it myself." If her mother is there for a long time, she doesn't worry about being bumped into, but Ji Ling is not easy to serve.

"Well I've done you a favor. Do you have to do me a favor? " Zhou Shaojing pretended to be euphemistic.

The Song Dynasty was stunned for a moment. Knowing that Zhou Shaojing would not help herself without any reason, she looked at Zhou Shaojing and asked, "what?"

"Well, I just mistakenly sent an email to Ji Zong's email. Now I want to withdraw it, but it's all a failure. I've just read the email, but it's still unread. You help me log in to the total email of last quarter and delete that email, so it's OK. "

"His mailbox has a password, I can't log in at all." Song Qingcheng doesn't know what tricks Zhou Shaojing is playing, but her first premonition is to refuse him.

"You don't even know his password?" The tone is obviously questioning.

"I'm not his secretary. How can I know?" Song Qingcheng was annoyed by his questioning tone. So she should know Ji Zhengting's password.

"Qing Cheng, I have no other meaning. You know, I'm working under someone else. This small mistake will affect my future. Why don't you do me a favor? " Zhou Shaojing said to her in a good voice.

"Zhou Shaojing, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's mine. I really don't know his password. And I never take part in his work. "

Zhou Shaojing meaningful smile, "I believe, you want a password with him, should not be a difficult thing?"

"I have no reason to ask him for the password of his mailbox." This sentence comes out, song Qingcheng's tone is cool.

"Do you think there is any reason for me to keep it from you about this morning?" Zhou Shaojing is not polite at all.

Song Qingcheng gritted her teeth and forbeared her anger. "Zhou Shaojing, what do you want?"

"It's very simple. Help me. Let's write it off."

"I said, I have no reason to ask him for his email password, but I can have a try. If you succeed, it's your luck. If you don't succeed, I can't help it." Song Qingcheng made it clear.All in all, it's impossible for her to call Ji Zhengting and ask for his email password.

"Yes!" Zhou Shaojing pick eyebrows.

……

Two people went upstairs, song Qingcheng turned on Ji Zhengting's computer. She knew that Zhou Shaojing was thinking about the property of the Ji family, so she didn't dare touch anything. She just opened the mailbox and jumped out of the password input interface.

Ji Zhengting's password, all she knows is his bank password. But the email password obviously can't be a pure number, can it?

Whether it is or not, she'll try it first.

If he lost right, Zhou Shaojing must think that she was lying just now.

However, after input, the password error is displayed.

The password of the mailbox is usually with letters or special symbols, so she added Ji Zhengting's abbreviation "JZT" to the front. Unexpected thing, actually opened.

This person, the password set is so simple to be guessed, too careless.

"I knew you were smarter than I thought you were." Seeing that the mailbox was opened, Zhou Shaojing couldn't help praising her.

"Which email did you send? I'll delete it for you. " Song Qingcheng is too lazy to waste time with him.

Zhou Shaojing close to the computer, just close to song Qingcheng shoulder, two people are very close, song Qingcheng not adapt to move toward the edge.

Zhou Shaojing glanced at her and then fell on the computer screen. Ji Zhengting has several unread e-mails in his mailbox, but he doesn't have the one he wants; of course, it's even more impossible to have the one he sent. Because he just wanted to check Ji Zhengting's mailbox with the help of song Qingcheng.

"Strange, why not?" Zhou Shaojing pretended to be confused.