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

Apart from the "other people's children" mentioned by parents, entrance exams are a shadow of almost every child's childhood.

Song Pingqing looked at the others studying hard and felt secretly happy for a rare moment.

In this life, it is her turn to be "someone else's child".

Song Pingqing's little bit of boasting was quickly dispelled by Murong Xue.

After discovering that Song Pingqing had a tendency to be arrogant, Murong Xue immediately invited Song Pingqing to participate in the language corner activities.

After being bombarded with multiple languages ​​for an hour, Song Pingqing's mind went blank.

It is true that there are always people better than you.

"Are you still floating?" Murong Xue glanced at her.

"I don't dare to be arrogant anymore." Song Pingqing admitted his mistake obediently.

Murong Xue nodded with satisfaction: "He who knows his mistakes and can correct them is still a good child."

Song Pingqing was very embarrassed, feeling as if he was being taught a lesson by a child for no apparent reason.

However, compared to Gu Zongnan who is desperately cramming for the exam, or some classmates who have given up on this matter and are preparing to enter a slightly more ordinary private middle school, they don't have much pressure to go to college and can just live their normal lives.

A long time ago, probably when smartphones had just become popular for three or four years, Song Pingqing once played a very interesting mobile business game.

The exact plot of the game is too old to be remembered clearly, but the theme is very mudslide.

The main character is the owner of a gigolo club who is in debt and needs to constantly recruit gigolos to make money to pay off his debts. After paying off 100 million, he is told an incomprehensible plot, and the conclusion is that he has to pay back (earn) several hundred million more.

The reasons why Song Pingqing gave up the tour were, firstly, the plot was monotonous, and secondly, he didn't want to pay back the money endlessly.

However, her current situation inexplicably reminded her of the money-repaying game of that year.

It has nothing to do with the theme of the cowherd shop. After all, Song Pingqing has always been a good citizen who abides by the law.

But after Wu Qiming said that he not only had to pay back the money he owed his sister, but also had to pay it back with interest, Song Pingqing woke up from his dream.

While realizing that he was "spoiled" by the eldest lady, he was also shocked to find that he was now a person in debt of 1 billion RMB.

What a ten billion yen! A one followed by nine zeros. It’s an astronomical figure that even the theme game in a gigolo parlor wouldn’t dare to make up.

Although the creditor seemed to have forgotten about it and never mentioned it, there was no way she wouldn't pay it back.

Besides, making money is indeed addictive.

After you make your first million, you’ll want to make your first ten million.

After making the first ten million, you will want to make one hundred million.

Song Pingqing: Hurry up and make money to pay back the debts. With so much debt, it’s hard to feel at ease no matter who you owe the money to or whether you have to pay interest.

She doesn't want to be a deadbeat.

So when Song Pingqing found that life at school was a little too leisurely, her mind began to automatically search through all the consumption in her past life, in order to find some new ways to make money.

It’s never wrong to make money according to your spending bills from your previous life.

After Murong Xue accidentally proposed an idea, Song Pingqing understood it.

"You put too much ice in this. I can't even drink a whole cup of milk tea."

Haha, wonderful. The last time I heard this, I thought of a certain Rui and a certain Buck. Now that Murong Xue mentioned it again, it was hard for Song Pingqing not to want to get involved in this business.

"Ice cubes are used to ensure that the drink tastes better. If there are less, it won't taste good."

"Besides, it allows you to control your intake and have one extra drink per week. How nice."

Song Pingqing, on the surface, was trying to coax Murongxue seriously, but in his heart he was already planning to do a research on the coffee market.

When it comes to the golden place for coffee sales, it must be Golden City.

In the tall and decent office building, time cannot be wasted, and every minute and every second reveals the taste of money.

Song Pingqing sat in the nanny car, watching the workers hurried into the office building with coffee in their hands. He really felt that he must have been crazy to envy such a life.

"Can you have some coffee?" Song Pingqing asked the bodyguards in the car.

Soon I got a string of answers including “yes”, “no problem” and “ok”.

Then? Then they were sent by Song Pingqing to several coffee shops near office buildings as free atmosphere groups.

"In fact, if you want to understand the market situation, we can directly solve the problem through business surveys." Zhao Lei gave a friendly reminder.

There is really no need to torture their spirits with three cups of coffee a day.

Zhao Lei, with two big dark circles under his eyes, dreamed of the scene when he was working in a milk tea shop and used his practice craft to trick his colleagues.

What goes around comes around, and now it's his turn.

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have done such a sin.

"But only through on-site inspections can we get the data that I am most concerned about, and ensure that the data is authentic enough."

Song Pingqing took the record sheet brought by the bodyguards seriously, and Double Iced American Coffee was at the top of the list.

Double Espresso · Workers' "Blessing" · Iced Americano

"Are you planning to start a coffee business again?"

"Yes, after all, the number of college students is increasing year by year, and there will be more and more people working in office buildings." Song Pingqing raised his head and said again.

"By the way, coffee is not suitable for minors, so when I develop new products, I will ask you to help with the evaluation."

Zhao Lei: Oh no, everyone’s nightmare is back again.

Song Pingqing and others did not let go of the gastrointestinal tract of every wave of bodyguards.

Caiyun Province began planting coffee as early as the last century. The development process has been somewhat bumpy, but since it connected with the European and American markets more than a decade ago, a large amount of coffee beans has been exported overseas every year.

Now that a financial crisis has begun to brew over there, the coffee exports of Caiyun Province have also been affected. It is a good time for Song Pingqing to join the game.

Zhao Lei listened to Song Pingqing's plan and handed her a document from the front row: "In fact, many of the coffee beans in the domestic Xingke and Chaohu stores are also purchased from Caiyun Province."

Song Pingqing could choose not to confess, but he, Zhao Lei, had to investigate.

As the most considerate person around his boss, Zhao Lei must of course use his own advantages to help Song Pingqing solve the problem.

"Really?" Song Pingqing took the information and realized it before he even looked at it. "That's right. It's cheaper this way."

What she can think of, others can certainly think of as well.

Song Pingqing was the first to seize the milk tea market. There are no established competitors in the market, but coffee is different.

Ever since Song Pingqing directly asked the bodyguards to go to the store to investigate and record product sales, Zhao Lei felt that Song Pingqing's plan was somewhat presumptuous.

"Why don't you take a closer look and do more research?" Zhao Lei suggested tactfully, "After all, the investment is not small."

Song Pingqing thought for a moment and said, "I think I have fallen into a misunderstanding."

"What misunderstanding?" Zhao Lei wondered.

"I have enough budget. Why do I have to do it myself?"

Can you please respect the large eight-digit amount in her pocket?

At this point, looking at Zhao Lei standing right in front of him, Song Pingqing had to ask:

“Does your family have talent in this area?”

What if there are other magical workers like Zhao Yao, Zhao Rui, Zhao Yan, etc.?

“First of all, I want to thank you very much for recognizing me and my brothers and sisters.”

Zhao Lei was stunned for a moment: "But I have to tell you with regret, this time I didn't."

"You can have it this time."

"Not this time."

It is strange that art comes from life. This situation is highly consistent with Uncle Heitu’s sketch "We Are Not Short of Money" in a certain year.

Zhao Lei was helpless: "If you have enough budget and money, I can help you contact a headhunter."

Zhao Lei: Boss, spend money to get into the pool and draw cards.