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

People in this circle are constantly observing the value of others. Everyone is an observer and everyone is also observed.

Some explorations and observations are instinctive, while others are deliberate.

Compared with Wen Zhuo's usual tea-like promotion and maneuvering, this question at the dinner table today seemed to be an inadvertent exploration of views and opinions, but in fact it was intended to probe whether Song Pingqing really had other desirable qualities besides taking care of Murong Xue.

It makes sense. After all, who doesn’t have the right to choose their own social circle?

You can't force yourself to play with fools.

"The frequent accidents are just an opportunity for reform." Song Pingqing put down his chopsticks, took a piece of paper to wipe the sesame paste from the corner of his mouth, and slowly turned his gaze to Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo was being stared at by Song Pingqing and became inexplicably nervous.

She had already exposed her intentions, but she still answered her own question?

"Starting a year ago, America's subprime suppliers have gone bankrupt one after another, and half a year ago even the second largest supplier declared bankruptcy. The economic downturn and weak coal demand are inevitable trends."

This is also the reason why Duoyi’s employees dare not resign even though its revenue is so bad.

Who can guarantee when this storm will affect me? At least I can get paid if I work with Song Pingqing.

To be honest, Song Pingqing is not actually very proficient in this, but who made her live a lifetime?

Of course, we can find countless key points by inferring the causes based on the results of things.

Murong Xue turned her head slightly and listened to Song Pingqing talking. When she felt that she had said almost enough, she gently kicked Song Pingqing under the table.

The subtext is: That’s enough, that’s enough, stop here!

Song Pingqing received the signal and interrupted the conversation at the right time. He turned his gaze from Wen Zhuo to Murong Xue and said with a smile, "How is it, Miss? I hope I didn't embarrass you?"

Murong Xue slightly raised her lips towards Song Pingqing, then immediately returned to her usual cold and arrogant attitude and looked at Wen Zhuo: "How is it, Master Wen?"

Murong Xue originally thought that Wen Zhuo brought up this topic with the intention of using the latest news he had received to give Song Pingqing a heads up.

However, it was unexpected that the young master's real intention was not to drink, but to spy on Song Pingqing's true strength. Before the news was released, he wanted to find out Song Pingqing's background first.

As a result, Song Pingqing first responded with a word to prove that she was not someone who was easy to bully, and then he expressed his views, connecting the domestic and international situations from a horizontal perspective, and using the past to discuss the present from a vertical perspective, all with good reasoning and evidence.

That's the perfect answer.

Murong Xue could barely conceal the pride in her tone, and she looked at Wen Zhuo with a hint of provocation:

"Does the Murong family really select people randomly?"

Wen Zhuo was a little embarrassed when he met these two people at the same time: "Hey, although I heard some rumors, I didn't understand the ins and outs of it."

Wen Lucha quickly found a way out for herself, looking a little embarrassed, and lowered her head and said, "I really want to ask big brother for advice."

If Murong Xue was a rude person, she would probably use swear words at this time.

"You can't ask for advice anywhere else, you have to ask at the dinner table." The four of them started quarreling, and Gu Zongnian was angry, "We were all sitting together eating hot pot, but you had to ask this and that."

"Can't you find some time to ask in private?" Gu Zongnan's words hit the nail on the head for Murong Xue.

If the eldest lady said this herself.

It was Song Pingqing who answered this question, so they had the opportunity to speak for Song Pingqing.

The entire team is watching in public, and if Song Pingqing handles the situation improperly, his prestige as the big brother will probably decline significantly.

The team's ranking is a game that is played all the time. Although Song Pingqing's position as the "big brother" has never been shaken over the years, if Wen Zhuo continues to spy on it seemingly casually day by day, who knows what the end result will be.

Wen Zhuo never expected that a single probe would lead to Murong Xue and Gu Zongnian speaking up for Song Pingqing at the same time. He said hesitantly, "I'll remember this. I will never say this at the dinner table again."

Gu Zongnan wanted to say a few more words to him so that his younger brother would know that his elder brother’s position was unshakable.

But Murong Xue said unhappily: "Alright! Eat well."

The displeasure in their tone was obvious, so everyone just buried their heads in their food.

Aunt Zhang standing by looked a little dazed.

Why did these kids suddenly start to quarrel while discussing something? Why did they suddenly stop talking and eat their meal?

Only Song Pingqing, the core figure of the incident, did not feel the awkward atmosphere at all. He naturally picked up the serving chopsticks and put some more meat on Murong Xue:

"Mutton is a winter tonic, good for your health, eat more."

"Yeah." Seeing that Song Pingqing didn't care at all about what had just happened, Murong Xue's expression looked a little better.

Wen Zhuo was even more confused as he watched Song Pingqing prepare meat and vegetables for Murong Xue.

I can’t see through it. I really can’t see through it.

Murong Xue's preference for Song Pingqing is very obvious, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it. Moreover, this preference does not seem to be out of gratitude to Song Pingqing for helping her change her fate, but more like a liking from the heart.

Wen Zhuo really couldn't find the reason.

In Wen Zhuo's eyes, Song Pingqing was too ordinary. She only did simple little things and said simple things every day around Murong Xue.

Any personal assistant can do it, at most Song Pingqing is more attentive and better looking.

Wen Zhuo initially thought that Song Pingqing had always spoiled Murong Xue and had earned her such a status by trying to please her. However, after observing her for a long time, he found that she had done almost nothing in the way of flattery or fawning. Instead, she had done a lot of things like threatening the eldest lady of the Murong family with milk tea to exercise herself.

Why on earth?

Some green tea drinkers, on the surface, are eating well, but in fact their souls have fallen into deep thought again.

Song Pingqing was eating the hot pot meat by herself, as if everything that had just happened at the table had nothing to do with her.

She really didn't care about Wen Zhuo's temptation. After all, this was not a situation that she could not control.

It is normal for children in their rebellious period to be rebellious. Moreover, Wen Zhuo's behavior this time is not simply rebellion, but an assessment of the circle.

Only if people like you will they become your deeper friends. If they have average feelings towards you but have to get along with you for a long time, then they will just laugh it off or treat you as an ordinary familiar friend.

Wen Zhuo's attitude towards Wu Qiming and Shen Ci is the latter.

There is no way. The Wu family started late, and the Shen family is in decline. The gap in family background between them and the Wen family is too great. That’s fine, but the most important thing is that Wu Qiming and Shen Ci have not yet demonstrated their full personal value.

It's very tiring, but in this circle, this endless life pattern of spying and counter-spying will never stop.

Spying is not important, the result of spying is important.

Seeing that Song Pingqing was enjoying the meat, Murong Xue put some meat into her pot, and after it was cooked, she passed it to her: "Eat more."