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

Although Murong Xue had a prominent family background, she did not refuse Feng Kerui's courtesy. She raised her hand to take the business card and said as if to greet him, "Feng Group, I know you. You make agricultural fertilizers. You have cooperated with scientific research teams from several schools in the southeast."

These words seemed to be spoken to Feng Kerui, but they were actually spoken to Song Pingqing, telling her the identity of the person in front of her.

Song Pingqing immediately understood.

Feng Kerui naturally didn't mind, and still had a decent smile on his face, but his eyes passed Murong Xue and fell on Song Pingqing's face:

"It's like this. Southeast University has recently made some new achievements. According to the data, it has an effect on the growth of both young and mature tea trees. I wonder if Miss Song is interested?"

He actually came here to discuss business with her?

Song Pingqing subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look at Murong Xue. The moment her head turned slightly, the hair of the wig brushed across the corner of her eyes, and Song Pingqing reacted immediately.

"Today's occasion is not suitable for discussing business." Song Pingqing smiled slightly, picked up a glass of sparkling water from the table and handed it to Feng Kerui, "Let's contact each other privately after the meeting is over."

That night, Song Pingqing went into Murong Xue's room without hesitation.

Murong Xue grabbed her collar with a look of disdain and said, "You are not allowed to lie on the bed without changing your clothes."

Song Pingqing: "I just want to sit down first. I'm so tired of standing at the party."

Look at how depressed she is.

Murong Xuesong opened his hand: "Go on, what's the matter."

"That Feng Kerui..." Song Pingqing wanted to ask a few questions, but didn't know how to start.

"Do you want to ask her what her intention is in coming to see you today? Does this intention have anything to do with me?" Murong Xue coughed lightly and glanced at the water cup.

Song Pingqing quickly stood up and went to boil some water for her: "Yes, yes, yes, otherwise who would deliberately investigate me."

Why should she, a little follower, be investigated?

Last year, the total revenue of the tea factory and Mixue Yuecha was only more than 40 million, of which the tea factory made the most money by supplying tea bags and souvenirs to Murong's hotel. It sounds like a lot, but in fact it is not even qualified to go public.

"She may indeed be coming for you." Murong Xue held the cup and spoke lazily, "Didn't your tea factory open a new production line to make tea-related products? You are the first one in China who dares to do this."

"But this is too rash." Song Pingqing showed a little doubt.

"Of course, but if Wanmu Commercial is promoting your products, it will be a clear sign to the other party that you have a backer. Although the current productivity is not enough, it will definitely not fail." Murong Xue rested her elbows on the table, her chin supported by her hands, and spoke lazily, "In this way, you will become a very good potential stock. Coincidentally, you are Feng Kerui's schoolmate, and she met you at the simulation meeting again."

"Do you think... these two points together are enough?" Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing, who looked like a big cat who had been a boss outside all day and just wanted to stay quiet after returning home.

As expected, although she had some reasons of her own, the most important reason was that the Murong family was standing behind her.

Then...is Feng a possible partner?

Of course, Song Huli was not stupid enough to ask this question. It was enough for Murong Xue to explain so much to her. If the eldest lady had to give her, as a little follower, an answer to every question, then she would be incompetent as a little follower.

Murong Xue just watched her think quietly, drinking some slightly hot water from the cup from time to time.

"I understand." Song Pingqing quickly made a plan in his mind and made a heart shape towards Murong Xue, "Good night!"

"Really..." Murong Xue helplessly watched the man walk away after asking the question. She lowered her head to blew away the hot air in the cup, and her mind moved slightly: How is the construction of the new production line of Song Pingqing Tea Factory going?

I won't trouble the eldest lady, but I can trouble the lackey.

Although everyone paid for their meals, there is a saying that goes "a man who eats from someone else's food will be grateful to him; a man who receives from someone else will be grateful to him." Moreover, like the tea factory and Mixue Yuecha, Wu Qiming also has a share in it.

Song Pingqing now feels that he was lucky to have drawn a good lot. If he had drawn Gu Zongnian, and asked him to ask for information, he would probably have directly replied, "How much money can I get? Just try it yourself!"

In comparison, Wu Qiming is really the teammate that Song Pingqing really needs.

Nine-thirty was obviously not Wu Qiming's rest time, so Song Pingqing called him directly.

"Xiao Qi Zha! I have something for you to do!" When talking to this guy, sometimes being unreasonable is also a kind of reasonableness.

Wu Qiming paused, then quickly continued: "If the prince has given an order, how dare I disobey, just follow your orders!"

I'm dying of laughter. It seems like I've been poisoned by TV dramas recently.

That’s right, The Legend of Empress Zhen has finally, finally, finally been released. As a wedding gift from Song Pingqing to Wu Qiming’s sister and sister-in-law, Wu Qiming watched a few episodes.

"Okay, let's get down to business." After Song Pingqing finished laughing, her tone became serious and she told Wu Qiming about Feng Kerui's visit to her.

"Oh——" Wu Qiming agreed, and seemed to be thinking about something, "Making fertilizer, ah, this line of work is too down-to-earth, I need some time to check it out."

"Are two days enough?" Tomorrow is the last meeting. After the meeting, we will take a day off. It is not impossible to contact Feng Kerui the day after tomorrow.

"That's enough." Wu Qiming added, "Shen Ci is in my room right now. We are working on the French panoramic assignment. Do you want him to help you make the business card?"

This guy was quite attentive to details and was able to grasp the subtle details in Song Pingqing's speech just now. However, Shen Ci, who was sitting next to him and memorizing words, was completely confused.

Excuse me?

Song Pingqing had the same reaction. How could this kid be the boss of Shen Ci?

Song Pingqing thought so and asked, "Why did you take on the job for him?"

"I just think I can't be the only one being ordered around to do things." Wu Qiming said as a matter of course, "Shen Ci is also a shareholder, and he knows a little about design, so isn't it natural for him to give you a business card?"

"You can't run out of the school hotel to print business cards now. Besides, other people's designs may not necessarily conform to the style of our Mixue Yuecha and tea factory. In our area, hasn't Shen Ci always been the one who relies on design and aesthetics?"

Wu Qiming gave two reasons in succession, each of which was well-founded.

It’s great that Song Pingqing couldn’t refute it.

"What does Shen Ci think?"

"It should be." Obviously, Wu Qiming's reason not only convinced Song Pingqing, but also successfully PUA Shen Ci who was sitting next to him. "Leave it to me. I guarantee that you will have a business card to use when you go to discuss business."

It’s good to have teammates.

Song Pingqing hung up the phone contentedly.

The business doesn't belong to her alone, they should share the burden.

After all, teammates are meant to be used.