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

"No, it's all done. I'm waiting for you here." Chen Pu showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, "Grandma knows that you will be taking a flight back in the afternoon, so she asked you to come home for another meal."

Song Pingqing didn't have to deal with some finishing work like them. After all, she still had to go to school, so she had to leave early.

Song Pingqing looked at Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei understood and immediately said to Song Pingqing, "You must leave for the airport at 1:30 at the latest."

It's already half past twelve.

"Is it too late?" Song Pingqing asked Chen Pu.

"There's still time!" Chen Pu was happy. When Chen Huaer told her that she found such a job because of a meal, Chen Pu didn't believe it.

I never expected that the boss really loves their food.

"The ingredients were prepared early in the morning, but I didn't tell you in advance because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to make it in time. When the tea farmers signed just now, they calculated the time and my dad had already slipped back to prepare."

What a simple family.

What a greedy Song Pingqing is.

She originally regretted that she didn't have time to have a second meal at the old village chief's house!

Sitting on the return flight, Song Pingqing sighed slightly.

I ate too much and felt a little uncomfortable on the plane.

Every time I come to Shan'ao Village, I am always in a hurry, which makes me feel helpless.

It was 4:40 in the afternoon when they landed in Jincheng. Song Pingqing calculated the time and wandered around outside until dinner time before going home.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Xu Jinmei's voice coming from inside the house: "Who's back at this time?"

"Mom! It's me!" Song Pingqing answered loudly.

"Baoer!" Xu Jinmei hurried to the door.

Song Pingqing looked at her almost six-month-old belly and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Don't worry, don't worry. Why do I look so scared?"

Seeing her reaction, Xu Jinmei couldn't help laughing: "What's there to be afraid of? Ask Aunt Zhou to make whatever you want to eat."

Song Pingqing looked at Xu Jinmei, who had become much plumper, and asked, "Are you not going to vomit?"

"My appetite has improved a lot recently." Xu Jinmei touched her belly and said happily, "I asked someone to help check a few days ago, and it's still a girl. Your dad is so happy that he doesn't know what to do. I was just wondering, another little girl is coming."

Song Pingqing thought to himself: That's not necessarily true. I can't give birth to a child who will be as worry-free as me. Who knows, a real child would be very noisy.

But he still said, "It's good now. You and my dad will each have one. We both have coats now."

Song Pingqing was tired and hungry from the journey, so he started to eat the fruit on the table: "Do you want to eat it? If you do, I'll peel one for you."

"I'm not eating anymore. I'm waiting for dinner." Xu Jinmei sat next to Song Pingqing and asked her, "Hey, girl, I want to ask you something. What do you think of the auto repair industry?"

Auto repair? Song Pingqing took a bite of the apple and asked, "Do you and Dad want to develop in this direction?"

"We are in the logistics business after all, and it costs a lot of money to maintain and repair the trucks every year. Your dad often talks to the truck drivers, saying that there are more trucks on the road now than before. He has this idea."

"That's a good thing." Song Pingqing took another bite of the apple. "There will definitely be more and more cars. The sooner you get into the business, the better."

"Then I'll tell your dad."

"Well, if you have enough money, it's best to do both sales and accessories." Song Pingqing added. 4S stores in this world have not yet fully emerged, and many people still go to brand stores to buy cars. Although Song Dashan is late to enter the industry and grab market share, it is not impossible.

But if Song Pingqing really wanted to say anything more, she wouldn't know.

After all, she had never paid much attention to this kind of thing in her previous life, and even if she had taken a few glances at it in this life, she was not really interested in it.

But logistics companies are related to cars, and it is a good thing that Song Dashan wants to do this business.

As for business, as long as you have the will, you can make endless money.

After staying at home for two days and eating two clay pot stews prepared with love by Old Lady Song, Song Pingqing returned to Wen City. As soon as she returned, Murong Xue gave her a big surprise.

"What did you say you were going to do?" Song Pingqing turned his head, and was so shocked that he thought he had misheard Murong Xue's words.

"Keep your voice down. I'm discussing this with you." Murong Xue gently twisted Song Pingqing's arm. "I just want to create my own beauty brand. Is it necessary to make you react so strongly?"

"As for that." Song Pingqing nodded seriously and solemnly, "How did you suddenly think of doing this?"

"Jumei's business has been pretty good in the past two years. We have done a lot of business with foreign beauty brands and found that the cost of raw materials for this kind of products is actually very low."

"Besides, we now have many stores of our own, as well as an online store, so producing more can also boost sales."

Murong Xue emphasized: "The most important point is that I have enough resources to do these things. The biotechnology company at home has issued a new patent, which is suitable for use in the skin care and beauty industry."

"Now that you've thought it through, just do it." Song Pingqing looked at her and asked about something he hadn't figured out. "I'm just a little surprised that you're willing to do such a... well, small business."

After all, when reviewing materials at a mock meeting some time ago, Murong Xue was still emphasizing to Song Pingqing that they should focus on higher-end business.

Why do I suddenly want to do makeup again?

Hearing this, Murong Xue sneered and glanced at Song Pingqing calmly: "It makes no sense not to do a business that can make money. What about you? Do you want to join me?"

Song Pingqing said, "Huh?"

Murong Xue's reaction was that she said nothing about Song Pingqing's question, but she also said everything.

1. Make money.

2. Bring Song Pingqing.

It's that simple.

Murong Xue had already paved the way for him. If Song Pingqing refused again, he would be ignorant of what was good for him. So he asked directly, "How much do you want?"

"Two million?"

"Of course." If he didn't even have two million, Song Pingqing wouldn't have sent a message to Murong Xue before the New Year to ask if there was any way to make money.

Thinking of this, Song Pingqing simply added: "I now have more than 800 yuan and 9 million."

The royalties are not included here. In fact, Song Pingqing's royalties are also hundreds of thousands, but that money is her reserve for emergencies, so it is not included.

Hearing her say this, Murong Xue showed an expression of "you are smart" and said, "Okay, then you keep about 3 million, and give the rest to me."

......You are speaking the truth with confidence.

Song Pingqing held his forehead with his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go to the bank tomorrow."

Assets shrank suddenly.

Murong Xue nodded with satisfaction, stood up and walked towards the cloakroom: "Come with me."

Song Pingqing didn't know what she was going to do, so he stood up and followed her.