And the temperament between the manners is extraordinary, not like an ordinary person.

And I had heard that Mr. Ling had an illegitimate son before, who seemed to be quite handsome, and there were photos on the Internet before, but they were quickly deleted.

So there are not many people who see what kind of illegitimate son Mr. Ling looks like.

Zuo Ling was lying on the front desk, thinking that this front desk lady was really interesting, and deliberately teased her: "What do you think?" ”

If Zuo Ling is really a boy, he is probably the kind of boy who is very attentive and likes to tease all kinds of girls.

"......" The front desk lady didn't expect her to lean over suddenly, her face was still red, and she said a little shyly: "Are you Mr. Ling's son?" ”

Zuo Ling raised his eyebrows, "You're so smart." ”

The people here are all human spirits.

Hearing this, the front desk lady was taken aback, and looked at Zuo Ling with some surprise, as if she was discerning whether what she said was true or false.

"You call Mr. Ling and say that his illegitimate son has come to him." Saying that, Zuo Ling also thoughtfully helped her push the landline forward and asked her to call quickly.

"Oh, good."

……

Five minutes later, Ling Sheng'an's special assistant walked out of the elevator, and then trotted all the way to Zuo Ling, "Little young master." ”

The special assistant bent down slightly and called out very respectfully.

After all, this is the boss he will be with in the future. In the future, after Ling's Zuo Ling inherited, he would be his immediate boss.

"You Mr. Ling is not here." Zuo Ling leaned against the table at the front desk, tilted his body to look at him, and asked casually.

"Mr. Ling is here, just in a meeting, and it will end in about an hour."

After a pause, the special assistant continued: "Is the little young master in a hurry to find the president?" Do you need to go and talk to Mr. Ling now? ”

Zuo Ling shook his head, "No." I'll wait for him. ”

"Then the little master will go upstairs and sit for a while."

Zuo Ling hummed and followed him in the direction of the elevator.

Entering Ling Sheng'an's office, Zuo Ling sat on the sofa boredly playing games with his mobile phone, and two minutes later the special assistant walked in again, took snacks and drinks and put them on the table.

"Little master, you can try it, this is what you love to eat."

"How do you know what I like to eat?" Zuo Ling raised his eyes and glanced at the table, where there were a few pieces of sugar next to a few desserts.

"It was the president who said it, because the new president of the Ling family will be you in the future, so the president asked me to remember it, and I can save some trouble in the future."

Zuo Ling raised his eyebrows, smiled, and then lowered his head and continued to play.

While picking up the bullets on the ground in the game, Zuo Ling asked seemingly casually: "By the way, has Mi Lu been looking for you Mr. Ling recently." ”

The special assistant said truthfully: "Miss Milu has not been in contact with the president recently. ”

"Really?" Zuo Ling didn't believe it, raised his eyes to look at him, and raised his eyebrows.

The special assistant nodded hurriedly: "It's true." ”

"Do you know what Milu has been doing lately?"

"Miss Mi Lu has been banned, and she has not attended any events or filming, I don't know what she is doing during this time."

"Do you know where Milu's home is?" Zuo Ling continued to ask.

The special assistant shook his head again, "I don't know about this, because the house where Miss Milu lived before has been sold, and now it is unknown where she lives." She hasn't been in contact with the president for a long time, so the little master can rest assured. ”

"Between Miss Milu and you, it is still you who matters. The CEO really cares about your feelings. ”

(End of chapter)