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

The doll factory built by the professional manager hired by Murong Xue with a huge reward is very clean.

Oh no, to be more precise, it can quite cure obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Song Pingqing: Isn't this much cleaner than when I was sewing in my doghouse?

Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing's complicated expression and was slightly puzzled: "What's wrong with you? Do you think there is something wrong with the factory?"

"No, I think it's good and clean." It's better not to let Murong Xue know how messy he was when sewing the doll.

Anyway, the dolls were sterilized and cleaned carefully before being given to her. If she knew about this, it would only trigger her inexplicable and intermittent mysophobia.

When Murong Xue heard this answer, she tilted her head slightly in confusion.

The PaPa dolls that are used to sleep with your partner are not like three-dimensional 3D dolls. They can be filled with just the outer shell sewn together. Therefore, there is no scene of the doll's head and body being separated in the factory. There are only chubby dolls everywhere.

Seeing such a clean, tidy and slightly dreamy scene, Song Pingqing suddenly felt as if he was traveling back to a famous movie from his previous life, "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory".

"how to say."

On the way back, Song Pingqing said out of the blue: "You may not believe it, but I think I want to write something new again."

Although the doll factory and the chocolate factory are completely different, a somewhat dreamy, absurd, yet heartwarming story inexplicably emerged in Song Pingqing's mind.

"What do you want to write?"

This was the first time that Murong Xue heard Song Pingqing take the initiative to mention that he wanted to write something new.

The other people in the small group might know that Song Pingqing could write scripts, but only Murong Xue, who often went in and out of Song Pingqing's bedroom, knew that Song Pingqing could also write novels.

"Script." Song Pingqing was sitting in the car, but his brain had already flown to another world to start brainstorming.

"Making animation?" After all, she had just visited the doll factory, so it was normal for Murong Xue to have such a guess.

"Half animation." Song Pingqing replied.

"Making a movie?" Murong Xue began to follow Song Pingqing's train of thought.

"That's amazing! You guessed it all?" Song Pingqing was shocked. "I only said six words at most."

Is this child so smart now?

Murong Xue answered immediately: "Intuition. If I have to give a reason, it's that I think you probably don't have time to write a long script."

Song Pingqing: I have an inexplicable feeling of being seen through.

"Yes, I want to write a movie script." Song Pingqing was aware of everything, so he didn't hide it. "The main setting is what I told you before, 'Inside each soft doll is actually the gifter's wish to protect', and add some fantasy elements of friendship, dreams, and factory adventures."

"Okay." Murong Xue nodded, flipping through the revised album of sleeping dolls given by the factory, and said casually, "When you finish writing the script, I will invest in you."

"...That's not what I meant." Song Pingqing was still quite confident in his script.

Murong Xue moved her eyes away from the album and looked at Song Pingqing, with a hint of disappointment in her tone: "Are you rejecting me?"

"...That's not what I meant." Song Pingqing sighed inwardly. She still couldn't bear to see Murong Xue's lost look, so she could only repeat what she had just said dryly.

It turns out that the essence of human beings is a repeater, and repeating one's own words is also a form of repetition.

"What do you mean?" Murong Xue keenly caught Song Pingqing's emotional changes. "I just heard you say that you want to add some elements of friendship. Don't you want me to invest in the friendship you write?"

Song Pingqing really wanted to repeat what he had just said, but he always felt something was strange.

Song Pingqing thought for a moment before saying, "I just think you shouldn't invest blindly. After all, you haven't even seen the script."

She hasn't written anything yet, and Murong Xue is already rushing to give her money?

"Oh, that's okay." Murong Xue's tone was calm, as if she was saying something that was a matter of course, "I believe in your ability."

Song Pingqing: Who understands the value of this sentence?

“But that’s just one of the reasons.”

Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue and asked, "What's the other reason?"

"The more important reason is the theme of the doll factory and the element of friendship." Murong Xue raised her head slightly and looked at Song Pingqing with a slightly proud expression, and there was even a hint of complacency in her expression.

"Am I not your best friend?"

"Well, since you wrote a script with this theme, you can't abandon me, right?"

"Although I won't make a cameo appearance or help you make a movie, I can still invest some money in you. What do you think?"

"Is this a small amount of money? This is a few hundred million yuan." Song Pingqing couldn't help but grin, "This kind of movie costs a lot."

How much did Kung Fu Pan Da's first production cost? A few hundred million US dollars?

"Even if you write a thousand scripts like this, my family can afford the investment." Seeing her like this, Murong Xue was furious.

Murong Xue stretched out her white finger and poked Song Pingqing's head: "You are not short of money now, can you take a longer-term view?"

“Are you still worried that your creativity won’t make money?”

"That makes a lot of sense." Song Pingqing thought so and said it out loud.

In this era when imagination has not yet taken off, Song Pingqing's creative ideas have considerable advantages.

“I am quite confident in my script.”

After all, Song Pingqing can make a lot of money by writing crazy literature now, and the box office of "Orphans of Time" was among the top three in the country that year.

"Hmm." Murong Xue finally nodded with satisfaction.

This is the state that her friends should be in.

"Be more confident. You help me make money. Why should you be unconfident? Huh?"

Murong Xue's light "Hmm?" really expressed her tsundere nature to the fullest.

However, Song Pingqing was still somewhat nervous, and instinctively made a small gesture of rubbing his thumb and index finger together.

The movement was very small and slight, but Murong Xue still noticed it.

Seeing Song Pingqing like this, the eldest lady finally put aside her proud temper and comforted him, "Pingqing, our trial and error cost is very low."

"Whatever you want to do, just go for it."

"Money is not a big deal. It doesn't matter if you lose money."

"What's important is whether you can accumulate more experience in this process and whether you can do better next time."

"As long as each time is better than the last, the money is not wasted and the investment is meaningful."

Murongxue held Song Pingqing's hand, stopped her from rubbing her hands, and said seriously: "I want to invest not only in the script you want to write, but also in your higher and farther possibilities in the future."

"Don't let money constrain your courage, Pingqing."

“This is the true meaning of the black card.”