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

Murong Xue never thought that one day she would wake up from Song Pingqing's arms.

When the eldest lady found that she was resting her head on Song Pingqing's warm arm, she was petrified on the spot.

This is difficult to comment on.

It is impossible that Song Pingqing would hug her to sleep for no reason. The truth is that this arrogant girl had a nightmare the night before, and the direct way for the eldest lady to have a fight with the nightmare is just one word - kicking.

Kicking the quilt, kicking people.

Her little bit of strength was not enough for Song Pingqing, but she was able to wake him up successfully.

I don't know how this person managed to get over the 1.8 by 2 meter bed, but he kicked Song Pingqing on the thigh.

Song Pingqing, who was kicked awake in the middle of the night, was a little dazed.

Who am I? Where am I? What kicked me?

I turned my head in the light of the night light and saw the young lady with a frown and sweat on her face.

What should I do then?

Just cheer her up.

Then things turned out like what Murong Xue saw when she woke up this morning.

She was wrapped in the summer quilt like a silkworm cocoon, and her head was resting on Song Pingqing's arm.

At this moment, Song Pingqing was lying there, sleeping soundly.

Murong Xue felt a little embarrassed, as if there was a struggle between her conscience and her conscience in her mind.

One voice said: Get up quickly, otherwise it will be so embarrassing when Song Ping wakes up.

The other voice said: Don’t you really want to sleep on it a little longer?

Murong Xue felt that the social etiquette she had learned at the dinner table was not as difficult as the decision she was making at this moment.

Murong Xue actually had a vague idea of ​​what happened last night.

For a while she slept badly and had a nightmare.

In the dream, President Murong didn't pay any attention to her growth and randomly picked a few children of his subordinates to be her friends. The young girl wanted to hold her father and ask him why he didn't care, but he was pushed away.

"It's all because of you. If it weren't for you, your mother wouldn't have died."

She wanted to find Song Pingqing again, but the Song Pingqing in her dream was completely different from the one in front of her. She mocked herself and suppressed herself in private, and unscrupulously rushed into her cloakroom to snatch her clothes. Her whole body exuded a sarcastic and malicious aura.

It shouldn't be like this, why is it like this?

In this nightmare, her father didn't seem to be her father, and her friends didn't seem to be her friends.

Later, Song Pingqing was probably awakened by her. At that time, her consciousness was in a state of flux between dreams and reality. She vaguely felt that Song Pingqing had covered her with a quilt and was holding her in his arms, patting her back gently like she was holding Xiuxiu to sleep, and humming a tune that was probably used to coax a child to sleep.

Why "probably"? Because this guy is tone-deaf, and the song he sings the most in tune so far is Happy Birthday.

It's a limited edition that can only be heard once a year.

Murong Xue decided to lie down for a while.

Why not lie down? It's not like she was begging Song Pingqing to coax her.

Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing's peaceful sleeping face. Although the two strands of red hair that had been dyed and faded, faded and dyed again looked rebellious and dazzling, the aura of the person in front of her was gentle and peaceful, making people feel at ease and warm.

Song Pingqing: I woke up, but I didn't dare to move. I was afraid that if I moved, she would get scared and get stressed.

Song Pingqing: Why is she staring at me?

Song Pingqing: Will she get up? If she doesn’t get up, I won’t be able to hold it back any longer.

Fortunately, Murong Xue was not the kind of person who would indulge herself, so she got up after lying down for about ten more minutes.

With Song Pingqing's plan of sowing discord and taking the initiative, Wu Qiming's people quickly pried the bricks and successfully pried a team out of Buck's tower.

This is normal. A charismatic leader can always take some of her own people with her when she leaves, especially when she has already found her next job, she will take more of her own people with her.

"I thought I was able to attract them because of the high salary, but they finally agreed to come because they heard your name," Wu Qiming said unhappily.

"Hmm? My name?" Song Pingqing pointed at himself with a puzzled look on his face. "Why? Because of Mixue Yuecha?"

No way?

Wu Qiming shook his head: "Because of that YM public service advertisement you and Xue'er made."

YM has only made one public service advertisement, which was a public service advertisement for women's rights in the workplace launched because of the harassment incident involving Song Wen. The advertisement recruited many influential female celebrities and is still being broadcast.

Later, we found many female seniors who had achieved success in many fields and made a program where female seniors in the workplace had their say, which was broadcasted exclusively by YM.

Although there has not been a surge in sales since the advertising and the show was released, the steady growth is also impressive. According to last year's data, half of the customers will choose to repurchase.

In the social circle of wealthy families, some people have jokingly called Song Pingqing a "marketing genius", but in the past more people thought that this was just a child's prank. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and it was not until this charity marketing campaign that YM gained both fame and fortune that his reputation as a "marketing genius" was confirmed.

"These are the resumes and information of Bu Pingfan and her team members." Wu Qiming opened his schoolbag, revealing a very classic information box made of blue plastic.

This thing looked very heavy, and Wu Qiming even had to use both hands to successfully lift it out of his schoolbag.

"Bu Pingfan was replaced by someone else because she had a child. When she wanted to come back, she was given a pay cut and a job transfer. She originally thought that it would be okay to take a demotion or two to start over. Although her base salary was reduced by 30%, at least she still had her connections and qualifications over the years, and their marketing department happened to be more commission-based."

"As a result, the people who occupied her former position were afraid that she would climb up again, so they made suggestions, saying that the overall environment was not good and the company should 'reduce costs and increase efficiency', reduce the commission of the marketing department and thus the operating costs, to reduce the pressure on the company."

After Wu Qiming finished explaining the situation, he couldn't help but sigh, "We finally met. We didn't even have to put in any effort to instigate them."

Song Pingqing listened to him very seriously, holding a fountain pen in his hand, and kept opening and closing the pen cap while thinking.

After a long while, Song Pingqing said thoughtfully, "The so-called bad environment is nothing more than a reshuffle. If someone can't make money, someone else will make money."

Just see who sits at a better table after the storm and who is simply kicked out.

"Anyway, my business has not been affected at the moment," said Wu Qiming.

Song Pingqing looked at him with a smile and said jokingly, "You are too modest, my friend."

Wu Qiming's words were truly modest. Not only was his family's entertainment industry not affected, but it was even considered a strange clear stream in this storm. Not only was it not suppressed by the storm, its development momentum was even very strong.

"Thank you, thank you. Mutual respect." Wu Qiming immediately responded, "Your YM has also had great sales recently."

This is natural, it's the lipstick effect.