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

As for opening the doll shop, Song Pingqing only had to pay the money and professional managers would take care of the rest. However, Song Pingqing always loved to "inspect his own territory", so as soon as the factory was finalized, Song Pingqing was eager to go and take a look.

Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing sliding around on the suitcase, not understanding but also feeling a little disgusted. After listening to the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground for a long time, she finally couldn't stand it anymore:

"You have more valuable properties, so it's fine if you just go to inspect them. Why are you so excited?"

Can't you live a little more peacefully?

Song Pingqing laughed and stopped: "Of course Xingyao Group is the most valuable, but that thing is too high-end, and the technology inside is so profound that I can't understand it."

Song Pingqing's physics grades were terrible in his previous life. Although his brain was still pretty good in this life and his physics grades were very good, even if Baihua Academy taught him in advance, he couldn't learn such advanced things in elementary school.

It would be good if you can reach the level of a junior high school student.

Song Pingqing would still take a look at the daily affairs management section of the weekly report sent by Xingyao Group on time, but when it came to the technical achievement report...

Song Pingqing: I don’t understand it, not at all.

Murong Xue hardly looked at the content in this area. Although Gu Zongnan's performance in liberal arts subjects other than morality and law was very poor, he scored as many points as he could on the physics and chemistry papers.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Gu Zongnan to catch up in just one semester.

Song Pingqing: The main focus is on comprehensive development without any specialization.

Oh, I can’t say no, I’m still very good at Sanda. Even if I don’t participate in the competition, my athletic level is still one of the best in the Sanda team.

After all...someone's legs are also very long.

Or milk tea? Things like doll shops are more straightforward and not very technically demanding, so Song Pingqing can understand them to some extent.

Song Pingqing: Although you can't get high-end equipment by playing the crushing game, it's really fun. Kill a kid with one sword.

The doll factory was located in Urumqi, a city most famous for the production of small commodities.

Luo Binwang, the author of the famous poem "Geese, geese, geese, singing with their necks bent to the sky" which was used to educate children, came from this place.

People in Urumqi are quite good at doing business, and many students in Baihua College are from Urumqi.

Murong Xue looked at her dreamy expression, took out a black card from her small bag, pinched it between her index and middle fingers, and handed it to Song Pingqing: "This is for you."

"What is that?" Song Pingqing didn't see it clearly. He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, then he found out it was a black card. He was so shocked that he choked on his own saliva on the spot, and suddenly coughed as if his lungs were going to be coughed out.

No, you rich people are so casual about giving out black cards now?

They are even too lazy to come up with a classic line, saying something like "There is no limit on this card, you can spend as much as you want" or "I'll cover your expenses"?

Song Pingqing was coughing, but his brain was working fast and complaining.

Who says three words when giving a black card?

How can these three words reflect the preciousness of the black card?

When Song Pingqing reached out to take the card, she thought it was Murong Xue who handed her some garbage to throw away.

Murong Xue didn't know why Song Pingqing had such a big reaction. After all, from Murong Xue's perspective, she just gave her a card. What's the big deal?

Why did you choke?

Murong Xue patted Song Pingqing on the back repeatedly.

"Are you OK?"

Hearing Murongxue's words, Song Pingqing's mind was full of Liuliumei. She wanted to ask back, "Are you okay?"

Why give her a black card for no reason?

She is not a little wife, why does she need a black card?

When Song Pingqing finally recovered from his coughing, his face was flushed. He drank some water to relieve his breath and regained some strength before he asked:

"Why are you giving me this for no reason?"

"The family recognition party will be held next month. Dad said that you will be my daughter sooner or later. It's just a black card. It doesn't matter whether you give it to me sooner or later."

Oh.

Song Pingqing was in a daze for a moment and almost forgot about this. Although she was not a little wife, she was an adopted daughter.

But what kind of divine treatment is this? Even adopted daughters can get black cards?

"You can use this card until you are 20 years old." Murong Xue glanced at her, "After you are 20 years old, you have to be self-reliant."

"Why not eighteen?" Song Pingqing asked.

"You only have full civil capacity at the age of eighteen. Don't you need time to get the property into your own hands?"

"Oh..."

Seeing that Song Pingqing looked dazed, Murong Xue thought that she was not confident that she could seize the property and the right to speak within two years, so she said "tsk" with some disgust.

Then he raised his chin and rubbed Song Pingqing's head with his hand: "Don't worry, if you still can't complete these by the time you are 20 years old, I can also give you a black card."

"Don't worry, you won't be hungry or cold."

"...That's not necessary." Song Pingqing reached out and grasped Murong Xue's wrist, moving her hand away from his head, thinking: It's outrageous enough to spend my adoptive father's money, and what about spending your money too?

Murong Xue narrowed her eyes slightly and showed a very standard fake smile: "Why? Do you dislike the black card I opened for you?"

Song Pingqing immediately responded: "What? Do you doubt that I am not capable enough to be self-reliant?"

"Yes, after all, some people are still worried about bankruptcy during the New Year." Murong Xue's tone was subtle.

Why are you bringing up old issues?

Song Pingqing's forehead throbbed: "Isn't that because I don't have experience? Besides, wasn't that matter successfully resolved in the end?"

Murong Xue's expression and tone suddenly turned cold: "It's up to you."

Why are you angry now?

Song Pingqing came closer to Murong Xue.

Murong Xue reached out and pushed her head away.

Make up again.

Push again.

Song Pingqing: What's wrong with the child?

"Get out of the way, you're blocking the light while I read." Murong Xue's tone was still cold.

Song Pingqing: Should I change into pink clothes before coming back?

So Song Pingqing left the study temporarily.

Hearing the sound of Song Pingqing leaving and closing the study door, Murongxue's hand holding the book trembled slightly: She just left like that? She doesn't want to comfort me anymore?

Ten minutes later, Song Pingqing came up with a pink drink.

The pink drink exuded the fragrance of lemon and instantly captured Murong Xue's attention.

Murong Xue: I want to drink, but I’m still angry.

Murong Xue stared at the drink in front of her and thought: Why doesn't she give me a way out?

Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue who was staring at the lemon tea and couldn't help but smile dotingly.

"It's not a pigment." Song Pingqing said, "It's the color of guava juice. It's very healthy."