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

I took a break from my busy schedule to think about those naughty kids in my mind, and then at nine o'clock I went into the room to watch their defense projects.

In his previous life, Song Pingqing stood on the stage to defend his thesis, and in this life he sat in the audience to listen to the defense.

It can be said that he achieved the class leap by relying on his excellent ability to curry favor with others.

Song Pingqing: Song Pingqing in the previous life is already dead, he died of old age. The one sitting among the bosses now is Button Song Pingqing!

He has wild thoughts in his mind, but appears dignified and solemn on the outside.

Workers slack off with their actions, while bosses slack off with their souls.

It turns out that slacking off is the most satisfying thing in the world.

"Last year, the number of PHS users in my country exceeded 90 million..."

The voices on the stage were transmitted continuously to the audience. Gu Zongnan and Song Pingqing had spent so much money to invest in Xingyao Group for the future market. Faced with the PHS industry which was suspected of fraud, they really didn't care at all.

Among those who exchanged business cards with Song Pingqing was a Xishan coal boss who was looking for new investment projects.

This man exudes the air of a nouveau riche, and he brought his wife, who has a hot body and exquisite and beautiful looks, with him to the meeting.

Coincidentally, in order to make it easier for Song Pingqing and Gu Zongnan to order their bodyguards to do their work, the school arranged them in the front and back seats on the far left of the third and fourth rows respectively.

So at this moment, the person on Song Pingqing's right was the Xishan coal boss.

What are the characteristics of a coal boss?

Rich? Arrogant?

These are the views of ordinary people. After Song Pingqing changed his identity and looked at the person next to him, he felt that the biggest characteristic of coal bosses was their lack of education, but he was afraid of suffering from their lack of education.

Just like now.

The person on the stage was bragging about the PHS communication technology used by Xiaolingtong more than ten years ago, speaking in a mixture of Chinese and English, and throwing around seemingly high-end terms such as "communication" and "wireless signal transmission", which really excited Mr. Mei who was standing next to Song Pingqing.

That’s right, this coal boss’s real surname is Mei, and he’s even a purple arrow, called Mei Chao Feng.

The passionate money-swindling performance made Boss Mei so excited that he wanted to kill the money-swindler with banknotes on the spot.

However, Song Pingqing, who was sitting next to him, never looked up from beginning to end. He took a sip of soy milk and a bite of chocolate biscuits from the hand of the bodyguard beside him, and flipped through the project book that he had not finished reading yesterday, enjoying it very much.

Mei Chaofeng was a little confused for a moment, and even his hands hesitated to applaud.

He has a lot of money, but he is not a fool.

The young lady sitting next to him is a golden egg born in a wealthy family, but she has no reaction at all when she hears about this project. Does it mean that this project is not good and not worth it?

Or is there any other problem with this project?

Mei Chaofeng hesitated for a moment, then asked Song Pingqing in a very low voice: "Boss Song, is there any problem with this project?"

Song Pingqing: ...Guai Sai, this is too straightforward.

Among all the investors I met today, no matter how big or small, the polite ones called her Ms. Song, and the impolite ones called her Miss Song. Only this Meichao madman called Song Pingqing "Boss Song".

Don't say it, really don't say it.

Boss Mei is a social person. Just a name for him, coupled with the special effect of the purple arrow, instantly made Song Pingqing's liking for him increase.

It's just that you have to be more tactful in social situations. Song Pingqing swallowed the biscuit and looked at Mei Chaofeng with a perfect social expression:

"Why did Boss Mei say that?"

"Everyone here is talented. They are all college students."

When Mei Chaofeng heard Song Pingqing only talk about talents and college students, and not the project at all, he understood everything and quickly started to greet him: "Well... Whether a project can make money or not does not depend entirely on the talent, but also on the project itself."

Song Pingqing nodded and continued to flip through the next project book: "Boss Mei is right."

Mei Chaofeng's eyes froze for a moment when he looked at Song Pingqing.

Is this the rich kid? He answered his question clearly, but didn't point to his question at all, didn't reveal any evidence, and even sold him out.

Even though he was a wealthy man, it was the first time he had seen such a person.

Mei Chaofeng was a little hesitant for a moment.

His intuition told him that the person in front of him was good and he could chat with him more and make friends with him.

But who can tell him how to make friends with children?

Mei Chaofeng: God opened many windows for me, but he didn’t give me steps to climb up.

Song Pingqing didn't care what Mei Chaofeng thought.

In fact, in recent years Song Pingqing has discovered that purple arrows are more interesting than golden arrows.

Wu Qiming was a congenital purple arrow, Zhao Lei was a congenital purple arrow, and Zhao Miao and Chen Pu were both gradually transformed into purple arrows after being rescued by Song Pingqing.

And these people are all very valuable to Song Pingqing.

On the other hand, the Golden Arrows seem to have their own paths to take.

If we use the game's thinking to explain these arrows, Song Pingqing feels that the gold arrow is more like the main output, while the purple arrow is a high-end auxiliary with a different positioning.

Although output is important, assistance is often the key to determining whether the output can be a critical hit.

Therefore, Song Pingqing actually had a certain intention of restraining purple arrows like Mei Chaofeng.

She has extended the olive branch, and how the other party catches it depends on his ability.

There are so many entrepreneurs coming to this kind of competition, and there will be tea breaks in between.

The tea break at this time was not as formal as the ones later. Zhao Lei stayed with Song Pingqing closely and asked the other bodyguards to go for a walk. When they came back, they only brought a cup of green tea.

Song Pingqing was holding the teacup in a daze: So there's nothing in those three rows of food that I can eat?

"They are all average quality sweets." Zhao Lei said embarrassedly, "How about what do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to buy it for you?"

"Do you like spicy noodles?" A female voice suddenly came from the side.

Spicy noodles? She hadn’t heard of these two words since she called here.

This stuff is all junk food produced in small workshops, there is no formal production line at all.

Even when Gu Zongnan asked people to open a small store in the school, they didn't dare to sell such things.

Hearing this suddenly at this moment, Song Pingqing's damn DNA was triggered by these two words.

Song Pingqing looked in the direction of the voice, who else could it be but Mei Chaofeng's wife?

You two are really down to earth.

Song Pingqing originally thought that this was a perfect match made in love.

As a result, when looking at the bag of spicy strips delivered to him, Song Pingqing suddenly felt that this might really be a two-way love affair.

Seeing Song Pingqing reaching out to take the spicy strips from the other side, Zhao Lei's expression was a little broken: "This is junk food, are you sure you want to eat it?"

"No one will know if you don't tell me." Song Pingqing decisively tore open the package.

"What about me? Share it in half when we meet! Otherwise I'll complain." Gu Zongnan was dissatisfied and started yelling behind Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing smiled maliciously, holding the spicy strips up to a position where Gu Zongnian couldn't reach them:

"I can control my bodyguard from complaining, can you?"

Gu Zongnan froze for a moment, and turned his head like a machine, only to see his personal bodyguard with a "auntie smile" on his face.

Zhao Lei: No, I didn’t say I wouldn’t complain.

Mei Chaofeng leaned close to his wife's ear and whispered, "You are still the best."

I was just worrying about how to get in touch with this rich second generation.