Chapter 1392
Father Ling lowered his voice and said, "Inviting Mr. Xu here tonight is all for your brother. Your brother has not been admitted to college, and he is unwilling to study a major. Playing games at home all day long is not an issue. I think Could you please arrange to join Mr. Xu's company and work as a driver for Mr. Xu, or do some chores around you? Your mother has this disease, and the most unbearable thing is for you and your brother to come. You'd better not have to worry about us. I was admitted to college, but your brother is the only one...sigh."
Lingzheng suddenly realized.
She felt depressed, but she half believed and half didn't believe Ling's father's words.
Will Father Ling be unable to let her go?
Forget it, it's impossible, Ling's mother doesn't care about her daughter at all, it's true that she cares about Ling Hao.
"Mr. Xu and the others are outside, and I can't stay long. I have to go out to socialize." Father Ling said hurriedly, "You can also go out with me to have something to eat."
Ling Zheng actually didn't want to go at all, but it was not polite for her to hide in the house when she came back.
After putting things away, I finally went out.
Today she is wearing a camel coat, jeans, and her long hair is tied into a ponytail. Although she has been running around all day, her face is a bit dusty, but because she is young, her skin has whitened over the past year, and she looks delicate. Well, her face is soft and white and cold, like a painting of ink, and she seduces many men on the table who are ready to move.
Among them, Mr. Xu is the most obvious.
However, Mr. Xu is also in his forties or fifties. Even if he already has an idea in his mind, the old fox's face remains expressionless.
"Mr. Xu, this is my daughter Lingzheng who is studying at Sioux City University. Lingzheng graduated this summer. She is already working and preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination." Ling's father promoted his daughter with a bit of pride.
"Old Ling, I didn't expect that you, a big old man, could raise a good child who is good at studying."
Mr. Xu greeted Ling Zheng enthusiastically, "Sit down, Ling Zheng, what major do you major in?"
"Accountant." Lingzheng answered.
"Accountants are good, it's easy to find a job among accountants," Mr. Xu said with a smile, "My company is short of accountants, but you top students from key universities probably look down on small companies in our small city."
Lingzheng said politely: "How come? There are a lot of college students now. It's hard to find a job. Many people want to go back to work in small cities. Small cities are as good as small cities. Prices are low and housing prices are cheap. I often hear My dad mentioned you, Mr. Xu, and said you are very powerful."
Mr. Xu was very excited when he heard this, "Old Ling, your daughter is very good at talking."
Father Ling nodded nonchalantly, actually quite surprised.
In his eyes, Ling Zheng was just half-assed and unable to fart. Unexpectedly, after half a year of working, Ling Zheng's personality also changed.
But unfortunately, it was never his own.
The meal lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. After sending Mr. Xu and others away, Ling Zheng silently began to clear away the dishes.
Ling's mother wanted to come over to help, so she said, "Mom, you're not feeling well. Just sit down and I'll do the rest."
Ling's mother's eyes turned red as if she was mentioning something sad, "Oh, I didn't expect that I would grow like this at such a young age. Ling Zheng, it was my fault in the past. If I am gone in the future, please remember to take care of me." Get off your brother."
Ling Zheng only thought that Ling's mother was worried about Ling Hao, so she deliberately spoke to her in this tone.
So he nodded.
Anyway, Ling's mother won't live long, so just follow her and don't irritate her.
"Mom, don't worry. I heard people say that some people who have brain tumors have a good attitude and can live a few more years if they are lucky. I think you look good too. You will definitely be fine." Ling Zheng comfort.
But Ling's mother froze after hearing this.
Does she look good?
Afraid that Ling Zheng would be suspicious, she quickly said with a grimace, "What if you don't want to start talking? Living is only one day, and dying is also one day. By the way, how many days do you have off this time?"
