Ten minutes later, Zhao Mengjiao came to a beauty salon in the city center.

She is a senior member here, even if Mengjiao Beauty is bankrupt, the clerk does not look down on her because of this.

The exclusive beauty consultant walked over and asked in the mirror, "What do you want to do today?" ”

"Change your hairstyle." Zhao Mengjiao looked at herself in the mirror, stroked her long straight hair and said.

"What kind of hairstyle do you want to change?"

"Let's get a less aggressive curl."

Hearing this, the beauty consultant quipped, "Don't follow the style of a strong woman?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Mengjiao nodded.

Five hours later.

Before Zhao Mengjiao walked into the beauty salon, she was still a domineering female president in the workplace, but at this moment, when she walked out of the beauty salon, she had changed into a sweet and gentle little woman style.

Changed out of the smart white suit, and at this moment, she was a different person with a long skirt.

There was a text message prompt sound from the mobile phone, and Zhao Mengjiao glanced at the text message, which was a waiting reminder from the airport.

The timing was just right.

Zhao Mengjiao stretched out her hand to stop a taxi, and after getting into the car, she reported the address of the airport.

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Ling Xiaoqing had just finished an eight-hour meeting, and he was a little tired and sitting on the leather sofa in the office, rubbing his temples with some pain.

The blonde, blue-eyed, well-mannered female secretary knocked on the door and walked in, speaking fluent Chinese, "Mr. Ling, there is a Miss Zhao who wants to see you, but she has not made an appointment." ”

Hearing the female secretary's words, Ling Xiaoqing's tightly locked eyebrows slowly stretched, and the cold and hard aura of her whole body was also diluted a lot, "Take her to the lounge and wait." ”

"Okay." The secretary was about to leave, when Ling Xiaoqing suddenly called out to her again, "You personally receive her." ”

When the female secretary heard Ling Xiaoqing's order, she probably guessed that this Miss Zhao's identity was unusual.

She had been Mr. Ling's secretary for so many years, and she had never seen him so attentive to a woman.

The female secretary personally went to the front desk on the first floor and took Zhao Mengjiao upstairs.

I couldn't help but look at this girl several times along the way.

I have always been curious about what kind of woman can make Mr. Ling look at him differently, and now I know that he likes such a sweet and petite type.

It's called ...... Silly white sweet?

The secretary took Zhao Mengjiao to the lounge and turned around to make coffee.

Zhao Mengjiao had never met Ling Xiaoqing's secretary in country F, so she had been communicating with her fluently F.

It wasn't until the secretary spoke Chinese that she knew Chinese, so she switched back to her native language.

"Is Ling Xiaoqing busy?"

The secretary shook his head, "Mr. Ling just finished the meeting, and there is no itinerary at the moment. ”

Zhao Mengjiao's expression dimmed a little, it seemed that he didn't welcome her arrival.

It's all because she's too confident.

Why do you think that Ling Xiaoqing's side is a place where she can come and go whenever she wants.

The secretary made coffee and brought it over, just in time to see Ling Xiaoqing also walking towards the lounge.

There was a hint of surprise in his blue eyes.

Mr. Ling had an eight-hour meeting before, because he was tired, his hairstyle was obviously a little messy, but now he was meticulously combed, and he was not wearing a suit of this color before, he had obviously just changed.

Even though she had realized that Miss Zhao's status in Ling Xiaoqing's heart was not ordinary, at this moment, she realized that she had underestimated how much Ling Xiaoqing attached importance to that young lady just now.