Chapter 1667

"And then take the bus back to Xinghui apartment from school?" Zhang Hao smiled.

"..." Song Lingling was stunned.

"Get in the car. I'm just going to Xinghui apartment."

"Thank you." Song Lingling was also embarrassed to refuse.

After she got on the bus, Zhang Hao said, "I know everything about jingshao and me."

"Jing Yijun and I are classmates."

Zhang Hao tilted his head and looked at her with a smile: "it's just as simple as classmates?"

"I..."

As soon as song Lingling opened her mouth, she thought about her relationship with Jing Yijun. Don't you have to explain it to anyone?

Seeing that she wanted to explain but didn't explain, Zhang Hao hooked his lips and smiled.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Hao said, "after the expiration of the cooperation contract with song, I don't intend to continue to sign a new cooperation plan."

"Song's family is in a state of crisis. It's a time of lack of funds. If you don't cooperate with it, won't it quit the Jianghu?"

"The times are constantly changing. Song's scale has always been in a state of not enterprising. It can't meet the requirements of our group."

"Yes." Song Lingling replied that she didn't understand business.

But she thinks what Zhang Hao said is reasonable. Song doesn't want to make progress and it's normal to be eliminated.

She remembers that three years ago, the sales volume and reputation of a certain mobile phone were popular all over the world.

But three years later, it was defeated by today's smart phones, and there was no possibility of turning over.

Song's business model, like a certain mobile phone business, has always maintained tradition. Song Kaiming believes that it is tradition. However, in the view of the times, it is backward.

If the products can't keep up with the times, they will be eliminated by consumers. It's no use how song Kaiming keeps the tradition.

He will no longer change the operation of the company. No matter how much money he borrows, it will be useless.

However, song Lingling doesn't care.

What does song Kaiming have to do with whether she has money or not?

Whether Zhang Hao cooperates with song or not, she really has no interest at all.

Song's bankruptcy, at most, AI Lian and her children have no capital to be arrogant, which has little impact on her.

The car stopped at the door of Xinghui apartment. As soon as song Lingling untied her public belt, Zhang Hao came around and opened the door for her in person.

Song Lingling came out, looked up and looked at Zhang Hao. She moved very fast.

Song Lingling came down, and Zhang Hao didn't mean to step back.

He didn't step back, his body was blocked here, and song Lingling couldn't leave.

She had to stand there and look at Zhang Hao with a smile.

Zhang Hao's eyes are deep and his fundus waves flow.

Song Lingling said with a smile, "Zhang Shao has something to say to me?"

Zhang Hao pursed his lips and said, "since you came to my house, I like you at the first sight."

"Love at first sight?"

"Yes."

"But I fell in love at first sight and didn't hold much hope and sense of security."

"I just want you to know that I don't hate you. I can't think of anything else." No matter how bold he is, he dare not rob a woman with the son of the president of Jiahua group.

"Thank you for your kindness." Song Lingling is polite.

Zhang Hao stepped back and leaned over: "it's getting late. Go in."

Song Lingling nodded: "thank you."

When she walked forward, there was a step in front of her. She accidentally knocked her foot, staggered and almost fell.

Zhang Hao quickly stretched out his arm and pulled her. A touch of tension flashed in his eyes: "are you okay?"

Song Lingling smiled: "it's all right."

Zhang Hao released her: "be careful."

"Thank you." Song Lingling's eyes are very clear and bright. She sincerely looks at Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao: "go in."

"Yes." Song Lingling answered and turned to the community.

Zhang Hao stood there and looked at her back. He didn't get on the bus until her back disappeared in sight. He said to the driver, "go home."

The girl he loves doesn't belong to him. In the future, he won't come back to this place.

He sincerely wished her and jingshao a happy life.

As soon as song Lingling got home, she received an international long-distance call from Jing Yijun.

As soon as she heard each other's voice, song Lingling pushed back conditionally: "Jing Yijun, why are you calling me?"

Just after that, she remembered that it was not the ordinary Jing Yijun who talked to her on the phone, but the son of sister Jiajia!

Song Lingling immediately softened her tone and said with a smile, "Jing Shao, what's the matter?"

At the other end of the phone, Jing Yijun's voice didn't come immediately. It should be frightened by song Lingling's gentle voice.

Usually do not know what is gentle people, suddenly become gentle, can not be scary?

When things happen, there must be demons!

Jing Yijun asked solemnly, "have you had dinner?"

"Yes." Song Lingling sat upright on the sofa. It felt like Gu Jiajia sitting opposite her.

Ok

nervous!

"No evening self-study?"

"No."

"Went to the hospital to see grandma?"

"Yes." Song Lingling is a good child who answers all questions.

"At home or in the hospital now?"

"At home..." Why are you so wordy? Check her whereabouts?

"Did you take a bath?" The other party asked again. The voice was inexplicably gentle.

Song Lingling has a strong waist. What the hell?

"Washed." She spoke faintly.

Then the other party stopped talking.

Song Lingling waited for a while, but she didn't see Jing Yijun talking. If she hadn't heard a slight voice over there, she thought he was dead.

"Jing Shao, you..." why don't you speak?

"You'd better call me by my name. It sounds awkward to say these two words from your mouth." Jing Yijun is faint.

Is "..." awkward? What's wrong with Jing Shao? How about... Master Jing?

"You have nothing to ask me?" Jing Yijun asked in tears and laughter.

"Ask what?" Song Lingling blinked and asked puzzled.

"My mother is your idol."

"Oh..." Song Lingling pursed her lips and didn't care. "You have difficulties in hiding your identity. I know your difficulties. What else to ask."

"What difficulties will I have?" At the other end of the phone, Jing Yijun's mellow and pleasant laughter came.

"I don't want to be pestered by female students at school. You want to have a quiet environment to study." Song Lingling thinks she is genuine.

"You are so considerate."

"Master Jing, you called me to tell me that these are not nutritious?" Song Lingling sat down on the sand.

Raised the foot that stepped on the empty step just now and rubbed it. The action was not very big just now. Why did you twist your foot?

"I called you because I missed you." There was a very gentle and low voice on the other end of the phone.

"Ha?" Song Lingling stopped and her ears turned red.

"Can't you hear me?"

"I heard it clearly, but I can't believe it..."

After swallowing her saliva, song Lingling summoned up the courage to ask, "are you telling me?"

"I'm flying next Wednesday."

"..." don't take the subject so far, will you? She can't turn her head.

"Will you pick me up?"

"No answer." She's going to class. What do you answer.