Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

"I don't need you to invest in me right now, I just need a chance to prove to you that I am worthy of being considered a fellow traveler."

The setting sun shone into the house, stretching Yan Que's shadow on the ground into a slender shape, exuding a power that made people want to cheer for it.

Looking at the girl in front of him who had a dream and had the opportunity and ability to realize it, Song Pingqing felt for the first time the significance of President Murong's long-term determination to support others in their studies.

When selecting a mini-follower for Murong Xue, Zheng Xin, who did not meet the selection criteria but had upright ideas and dared to confront the boss for fairness, was sent by him to be a student under Professor Cao of the Law School of Jinshi University.

Although I don’t know how things will develop in the future, as long as Zheng Xin remains true to her original intention, it will definitely be fine.

Not to mention those who became Murong Xue's followers. President Murong almost used resources and money to forcefully change their own destiny onto another path, and of course, indirectly changed the destiny of many people.

This was the case with Song Wen, who was rescued from campus violence by Song Pingqing; Chen Pu, Chen Zhaodi, and Chen Pandyi who worked at Mixue Yuecha; the tea farmers in Shan'ao Village; Xie Jianguo who was taken away by mistake; and now Yan Que.

Perhaps there are many people whose names Song Pingqing doesn’t know.

In Mary Sue literature, this woman is only described as an arrogant, condescending, extravagantly wealthy, cool-looking and overbearing president. How many people's destinies has she changed outside the plot?

The characters are still full of flesh and blood outside of the plot.

Song Pingqing was in a rare trance.

Yan Que wanted to be her companion, and wasn't she, Song Pingqing, also a companion of Murong Ba under his deliberate training?

"Okay, it's just an opportunity." Song Pingqing thought about it and felt that the person behind the scenes should not have his name hidden.

So Song Pingqing said: "If you also walk on this path in the future, maybe I will not be the only one walking on this path."

"The person who directly funded you was not me, but the owner of the Wanmu Group, a foundation founded by the head of the Murong family."

"I was just a friend chosen by him so that he could grow up with his daughter."

"There are many things that I would not be able to accomplish without their support and relying solely on my own abilities."

"There are many people on this road." Song Pingqing said with a smile, "You must work hard."

"Okay!" Yan Que showed a much more relaxed smile, "I will definitely prove myself."

Then, Song Pingqing quickly thought of a very realistic problem, "You are a special student in the junior class. If you focus all your energy on game development, you will be considered as not doing your job properly."

Most of these people in the junior class are regarded as reserve top scientific researchers.

Such people are determined to make games. According to the mainstream values ​​of the current era, it is likely that the teachers will find it difficult to accept.

"My hands shake, and my physical condition limits me from doing many sophisticated experiments."

Seeing the regret flashing across Song Pingqing's eyes, Yan Que did not shy away from the topic: "The teachers think that computer science is very suitable for me, but they do not recognize the value of games and have advised me not to focus on this aspect."

"But I don't agree with their point of view. I think games are valuable."

Without waiting for Song Pingqing to speak, Yan Que continued: "Using the other world as a carrier, compose a gripping story, convey correct values, and heal the souls of players."

“It can also allow a minority of people like me or similar to me to have a social environment where they are not discriminated against by others.”

“Games are a perfect combination of text, images, and personal experience, and they have their own unique power to influence people.”

“I’ll make a good game.”

"You will make a great game." Song Pingqing added, "As long as you always keep this original intention. It's six o'clock, I'm a little hungry, can I go to your school cafeteria to have a meal?"

"The hot pot in our school's winter vacation cafeteria is delicious. Would you like to try it?"

"Okay."

Yan Que took Song Pingqing to the school cafeteria to eat, and he kept muttering that there were actually a lot of delicious food in the other cafeterias, but they were closed during the winter vacation.

"Does your cafeteria only accept meal cards?" Song Pingqing glanced at the student card in Yan Que's hand.

"Yes, but there is also a cafeteria open to non-school personnel, but the prices are a bit more expensive," Yan Que replied.

"Hey, Lei Zi, have you been to college?" Song Pingqing suddenly looked at Zhao Lei, who had been standing behind the two of them and had remained silent.

"No, I joined the army right after I graduated from high school."

"You're in time today. I'll give you a chance to have dinner with the college students." Song Pingqing asked Yan Que, "Can I borrow your meal card? Let this guy have a taste of the university cafeteria?"

"Okay." Yan Que handed the meal card to Zhao Lei, "The maocai on the second floor is also very good."

It seems that Yan Que, like Song Pingqing, is a fanatical lover of chili peppers, and is a fan of both xiangguo and maocai.

"Okay, I'll go try it." Zhao Lei went there with the meal card. After about twenty minutes, when almost half of the food had been eaten, he came over with the meal card in one hand and the maocai in the other.

When Song Pingqing glanced at him, he nodded, indicating that he had done the job. Only then did Song Pingqing calm down and continue eating.

I have to say, the food in some university cafeterias is really delicious.

This is much better than what some people who eat grass feed in foreign grass feed schools eat.

After dinner, Song Pingqing took out his J-man plan notebook from his pocket, tore off a page, and wrote his cell phone number on it: "If you encounter any problems, you can call me."

After getting in the car, Song Pingqing finally had time to ask Zhao Lei: "How much money did you put into her meal card?"

A qualified bodyguard and driver must be able to get things done even if the boss hasn’t explained everything clearly.

Judging from this point of view, Zhao Lei is definitely a perfect player.

"I walked around the cafeteria. Although there are some price differences at different windows, if you have porridge with steamed buns or pancakes with eggs and a small cold dish for breakfast, and two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes for lunch and dinner, the cost of a day's meal is about 13 yuan."

Zhao Lei paused and said, "Plus, the small shop in the cafeteria sells daily necessities, so I topped up 5,000 yuan for her."

Song Pingqing made a rough estimate in his mind. Wow, five thousand yuan wouldn't even last him a month at Baihua College, but it would be enough for Yan Que to eat for a year here.

How crazy.

pretty good.

Even though Yan Que said that she only needed one chance and was unwilling to let Song Pingqing fund her now (she also knew that Song Pingqing would be unlikely to fund her dream before she made some real achievements), Song Pingqing still couldn't bear to ignore her completely.

Yan Que was so thin that she looked sickly. Even though she was wearing thick winter clothes, one could tell from her wrists and palms that she was just a slender frame.

A fifteen-year-old child is still in the stage of growth and development. Since Song Pingqing cannot and does not intend to interfere with her dreams, it would be a good idea to top up some money on her meal card so that she can have a good meal.

Alas, as expected, Song Pingqing still couldn't get rid of her grandmother's thinking. No matter what the other party was like, since it was the child she chose, she would never allow him to go hungry.

Whatever grandma raises, she will make it fat.

"Well, I'll call you when I get back." Song Pingqing asked again, "When you were practicing at the milk tea shop that year, you gave all the practice drinks to your colleagues. Ask them later if anyone wanted to go to the shop to look for me but was stopped by them."

"Okay." Zhao Lei didn't ask the reason, but asked, "If so, do you need me to help you find the other party's information?"

"Don't rush to check the other party's information. If there is any, just confirm whether they gave the other party a cup of milk tea at that time."

It’s not that Song Pingqing is suspicious, it’s just that it was a bit of a coincidence that Yan Que happened to meet them when they were starting a business.

Although life is full of coincidences, judging from the talent Yan Que has shown so far, it is obviously not enough to rely on Song Pingqing alone to invest and protect her. If she wants to introduce Yan Que to Murong Xue and Gu Zongnan for cooperation, it is better to investigate it thoroughly.

It is better to be a villain beforehand than to find out that you are a fool when something happens.

If something really goes wrong, Song Pingqing won't be able to handle it with his current abilities.

If you just want to investigate Yan Que's situation more deeply, you still have to report it to Secretary Li or Murong Xue in advance and get their approval and consent before doing anything.

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue are good friends, but to the Murong family she is just a study partner. She can make her own decisions on small matters, but when it comes to this kind of thing, if she lets Zhao Lei investigate without saying a word, it would be suspected of overstepping one's authority.

People's hands cannot be stretched too long, otherwise they can easily be chopped.

It would be better for Song Pingqing to develop slowly.

While leaning against the window thinking, Yan Que had already sent a text message to Song Pingqing explaining that this was his cell phone number.

Song Pingqing only replied, "Eat well. Health is the capital of career. I look forward to your performance." Then he no longer paid attention to this matter.

Yan Que didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at first, until the next day when he went to the cafeteria to eat. When he swiped his meal card and saw the long string of numbers, he was stunned at the window.

The auntie who served the food also saw it and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Your family must be so worried that you won't eat well that they put so much money into your meal card."

The emotion of being moved swept over her almost instantly. Yan Que pursed her lips and suppressed the urge to cry.

It turned out that even though she was shouting that she didn't need Song Pingqing to provide her with financial support now, Song Pingqing still noticed her difficult life.

Looking at the watery soy milk in front of him, Yan Que curled his lips and said, "Auntie! I want another egg and a fried pancake."

Then I should do something with all my strength. Yan Que thought so. There must be a place in this world where she can grow wild.

Within two days, Baihua College started classes.

After Jianguo transferred to another school, Gu Zongnan stared at his empty desk for a long time.

"Brother, I always feel like sitting alone in a row with the four of you doesn't fit in."

Just when Song Pingqing thought that Gu Zongnian was sad about Xie Jianguo's departure, Gu Zongnian suddenly stood up and walked over to Song Pingqing, saying resentfully: "Can't we arrange the seats differently?"

"Or you can move the table next to Shen Ci and squeeze in? Or the three of you can sit in a row?" Song Pingqing didn't expect Gu Zongnan to be thinking of this, and he casually came up with a bad idea.

After all, with Gu Zongnan's devilish temper, no matter where he moved his desk to sit, as long as he didn't sit at the desk on the podium, the teachers generally ignored him.

Just don't sit in the row with Song Pingqing and Murong Xue for no reason. Song Pingqing doesn't want to be the one in the middle of a row of three for no reason.

It was nothing, Gu Zongnan was really noisy, and if he really sat over, Song Pingqing couldn't even imagine that kind of crowded and annoying life.

It will definitely make her autistic and hate studying.

It's more comfortable for two people to sit side by side.

"I think it's feasible!" This was Gu Zongnan's idea, and he immediately carried the table and squeezed in with Wu Qiming.

Xie Jianguo wasn't the only one who transferred out this semester. There was also Zhong Ming, the guy in the class who relied on being Xie Lin's lackey and always targeted Jianguo.

"Oh, his family. I heard that they had to suspend business for rectification due to production safety issues. They didn't open before the Chinese New Year this year. They couldn't make ends meet, so they transferred to another school."

Wu Qiming knew about this, but it was a small matter and Zhong Ming was not an important person. If Gu Zongnan hadn't asked, he wouldn't even have planned to talk about it as gossip.

"Tsk, he has been clinging to the Xie family for so long, but the Xie family hasn't offered to help them?" Gu Zongnan asked again.

"Why are we still trying to save him? Xie Lin and his group are already struggling to take care of themselves."

Wu Qiming curled his lips in disdain: "I don't know the details. I just heard a little bit, and it seems that the dispute over the family property has started again. A few years ago, Xie Kai found the third daughter of the Chu family to get engaged. It was Chu Xun who beat his fiancé and the mistress to the hospital a few years ago because his fiancé cheated on him."

As a front-line player, Song Pingqing naturally shifted his attention when Wu Qiming started talking. After listening to him, he complained: "You are so modest. You know so much, but you don't know the details?"

He even knew the name of Xie Kai's fiancée.

"Hey, it's not me who needs to know, it's because Cai Chuxun and my sister's wife have a good relationship, so I know a little bit."

Wu Qiming touched his chin and said, "Of course, this doesn't count as knowing the details. If you really want to find out the details, you have to bribe the nanny of the Xie family and dig up everything about his family, even to the point of knowing who said what."

“A lot of celebrity gossip is dug up this way.”

Song Pingqing was shocked when he heard this. He was indeed a professional gossip player and a good reading partner chosen by Murong Ba.

"Just be happy for Jianguo. Fortunately, he escaped early, otherwise there would be trouble in the future."

Wu Qiming was still talking, but Song Pingqing moved closer to Murong Xue: "Is your nanny okay?"

Murong Xue sneered, her tone lazy and full of disdain: "He tries?"

These two words were very intimidating, and Song Pingqing immediately fell silent.