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

Regarding the "small" matter of falling while skiing, Song Pingqing spoke very frankly and naturally, believing that he would be able to learn it by falling a few more times.

But her body is honest.

The next day, Song Pingqing lay in bed and almost couldn't get up. However, he had to continue training at Jin Jiuyue. Finally, his restless heart calmed down completely.

Maybe it was because he hadn't had much work recently, but Baimao Tiandao had nothing better to do and took a look at her fate. He even sent a text message to mock her: "People, when it's time to be honest, just be honest."

honest?

Song Pingqing sneered and immediately replied to the text message: "It's impossible to be honest. I will never be honest in this life."

So, after rolling around on the ski slope for another two days, Song Pingqing decisively began to design a cute little turtle protective butt pad.

She was really about to be knocked silly.

This kind of thing, if I have it myself, I must also have Murong Xue's.

Ever since he made a sleeping doll for Murong Xue last year, Song Pingqing's needlework skills have improved dramatically. Even if he doesn't have a lot of time to do it, he can still make the little turtle butt pad by sneaking in half an hour every day.

If you don't want to make this thing, just forget it. But if you want to make it, you have to make two.

Murong Xue is a pink little turtle, and Song Pingqing is a black and gold little turtle.

None of them is the true nature of a turtle.

Looking at the butt pad handed over by Song Pingqing, Murong Xue showed disdain: "What is this for? So childish?"

You don't think putting a doll on the bed to sleep with you is childish, but you think putting something to protect your lumbar spine is childish.

"Hey, watch carefully. I'll show you how to do it." In front of Murong Xue, Song Pingqing put on the black and gold turtle butt pad. "How is it? Isn't it cute?"

Not only did she put it on, she also twisted it to show that the cushion she made was very stable.

Murong Xue was dumbfounded by this set of actions. She couldn't recover for a long time until Song Pingqing waved his hands in front of her several times. Murong Xue finally reacted:

"That's so childish! I don't want to wear anything like that!"

"We are all good friends, isn't it good to be childish together?" Song Pingqing wondered, "And don't you really think the cushion I made is cute?"

"It's cute, yes." Murong Xue was still awkward, unwilling to focus her eyes on the pink turtle, "But it's also really too childish!!!"

Well, what a shame.

However, although Murong Xue refused to wear it, she still took the pink turtle away.

When he took it away, he was quite stubborn: "It's made for me anyway, why do you care how I use it?!"

Two days later, when Song Pingqing went to visit her room, he saw Murong Xue had removed the belt and thrown it on the chair as a pillow.

Well, the eldest lady has gradually developed her Song Pingqing style in recent years. It's a good thing that she doesn't waste things.

Although Murong Xue didn't like this small mat, it was noticed by foreigners when she went skiing at the Molina Resort in Spain.

Because of this cute cartoon butt pad, Song Pingqing was approached fourteen times in one day. The content of the chats was, without exception, "Your little pad is so cute, where did you buy it?"

Song Pingqing's answer to this question has gradually changed from "I made it myself" to "This is a new product designed by our factory. It is still in the testing stage and has not yet been launched on the market."

As a result of this answer, the red-haired uncle who came to chat with him directly handed Song Pingqing his business card and said:

"This is really a very exquisite design. I see that you have an Asian face. If your family needs a Spanish product agent, you are very welcome to contact me."

Wuhu~Just in time for when you feel sleepy, I’m sending you a pillow.

I thought the red-haired uncle came to ask the little turtle because he had a girlish heart, but who would have thought he was an agent.

Isn't this much easier than asking the dreamers to go abroad to explore the market? Factories are ready-made, and production is done.

"Okay, I'll have my assistant contact you then."

Compared with Westerners, Oriental faces appear younger. The uncle thought that this was Song Pingqing's family property, but he didn't expect to hear such a reply. His eyes widened and he said "Great" three times in a row.

"Before this, I never thought that my foreign trade career would actually start from a small turtle butt pad." After sending the red-haired uncle away, Song Pingqing began to complain to Murong Xue, "I made this money unexpectedly."

On the surface it was a complaint, but in reality the smug tone couldn't be concealed at all, as if he wanted to lift his tail up to the sky.

Murong Xue answered her with a rather arrogant sentence: "I've told you, enjoy reality, it's also very profitable."

“Once the ice and snow projects develop, will we still worry about not being able to make more money?”

The eldest lady found the joy of being a teacher, but she didn't want to just talk and not do anything, so she simply said, "I'll have someone contact Zhao Lei later to discuss the import and export channels."

"Let's take the Jumei Youpin road. It's familiar and convenient."

Song Pingqing hadn't thought about it carefully yet, but Murong Xue's plan had already been put on the agenda, and he couldn't help but say, "Ah?"

"What? What a great opportunity to make money!" Murong Xue glanced at Song Pingqing, "Don't forget, Dream Keeper is our equal half of the business, I also have the responsibility to make it better!"

But judging from the way Murong Xue treated these businesses in the past, with a hands-off attitude, Song Pingqing knew even with his toes that she was so active because of him.

Seeing Murong Xue's excited look, Song Pingqing suddenly said, "That's good too. While the movie "Dream Guardians" is being prepared, we can also add this element into it."

Murong Xue smiled and nodded on the surface, but couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Alas, after going around in circles, Song Pingqing still couldn't let go of the idea of ​​influence asset marketing.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a matter of convenience.

Murong Xue forced herself to comfort herself: Take it slow, take it slow, everything will be fine.

After returning from the Qingming holiday, it is just a few days before the third day of the third lunar month.

In previous years, Baihua College did not celebrate this day too much, but this year the newly planted flower trees in the school were in full bloom, so the teachers in the activity group began to plan a flower market event.

It’s a pity that March 3rd is too close to the last day of Qingming Festival, and the preparation of the event requires time, so it was finally scheduled on March 13th of the lunar calendar, which is April 18th of the solar calendar.

The notice was just issued on April 7th. On the morning of April 8th, Wen Zhuo came to Song Pingqing hesitantly and said, "Brother, do you know about the flower market event that will be held this weekend?"