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

"I'll be even better."

Seeing Murong Xue's doubtful look, Song Pingqing said helplessly: "I'm fine. The medicine my uncle prescribed for me is just a simple conditioning."

Well, to adjust the situation, someone recently drank a few more sips of cold drinks, and as a result, he was vaguely feeling like having period pain.

But Song Pingqing would never say this. If Murongxue's management talent came up and she started to reversely manage her little followers, then she would really...

Huh? But then again, shouldn't the little follower be under the care of the eldest lady?

That's fine.

"What are you thinking about? You're so lost in thought?" Murong Xue had obviously noticed Song Pingqing's absent-mindedness, and asked with some dissatisfaction, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"No, I'm just thinking about what else to invest in." Song Pingqing changed the subject and said, "You know, I've been looking at these recently."

"Since you care so much, would you like to accompany me to see a project tomorrow?" There was a kind of hidden excitement in Murong Xue's tone, which was difficult to detect.

It's very much like the uncontrollable joy a child feels when his "trick" is about to succeed.

Song Pingqing has raised too many children himself, so he has become instinctively wary of this kind of excitement.

What does this kid want to do?

Song Pingqing's eyes fell on Murong Xue's innocent face: "But I want to sleep in at home."

"The place we are going to is quite far, you can sleep on the way." Murong Xue continued to maintain her innocent look, "Believe me, the destination is very interesting."

"...Since you said so, how can I still refuse?" Song Pingqing held his forehead with his hand.

Sometimes, with some things, because of the existence of a certain person, you really have to take a step even though you know it is a trap.

Children are really helpless.

"That's a deal." Murong Xue blinked.

Seeing how happy she was, Song Pingqing could only reluctantly ask her again: "Well, it's settled. I'll go with you."

He is really a little kid. When faced with something he has finally accomplished, he will not give up until he confirms it a few more times, even until the moment of departure.

Still too insecure.

Song Pingqing rubbed the top of Murongxue's head and said, "Don't worry, I promised to accompany you, and I will definitely go with you."

Murong Xue's originally joyful and slightly guilty mind soon settled down: Song Pingqing, you promised this yourself~

Looking at Murong Xue's somewhat strange eyes, Song Pingqing secretly became suspicious.

I just accompanied her to see a project, where did Murong Xue feel this strange sense of guilt come from?

So the next day, when Song Pingqing saw a low-cost airline for the first time in his life, his dull nerves finally realized that something was wrong.

“Is this the project you were talking about?”

The young lady wouldn't be so idle as to squeeze into the green train in the sky, right?

The investor on the side was still chattering: "This is one of the Airbus A320 series that we are currently leasing."

Well, Airbus, the kind that has flight attendants explaining and selling products.

Although the cabin was very clean and tidy, when Song Pingqing looked at the narrow aisle and crowded seats, he understood for the first time what it meant to go from frugality to luxury, but to go from luxury to frugality.

Not to mention the burly men like Wu Lide who were following behind, even she didn't want to squeeze in such a small space.

Each of them has been spoiled by the Murong family's rich material life.

"It is a 150-seat short-haul passenger aircraft, manufactured by Airbus, Europe. It uses a digital fly-by-wire flight control system and adopts a relaxed static stability design..."

Listening to the investor's endless introduction, Song Pingqing's intuition told him that he would have to take this flight today.

Murong Xue had to invest money, so she didn't have to take Song Pingqing with her to squeeze into the economy class at the back. They could still sit in the business class near the boarding gate with relatively ample space.

But it is only relative and cannot be compared with the previous flights.

By the time everyone was seated, the plane slid off the runway, took off, and entered a stable flight phase, Song Pingqing was already numb.

Murong Xue finally set her sights on her and answered another question Song Pingqing had asked an hour ago with a question: "What do you think of this project?"

Song Pingqing had very good hearing. The moment she finished speaking, she heard the investor behind her take a breath of cold air.

I guess the investor must be thinking at this moment: Oh my god, I heard that the investor has such a great person to talk to!

Song Pingqing: Hehe.

The investor pricked up his ears to hear Song Pingqing's answer clearly, but Song Pingqing knew that he was eavesdropping and of course would not give any response in words.

This can be considered a rare bad taste of someone.

In response to Murong Xue's question, Song Pingqing simply replied with a look that said "I think it's okay and has great prospects."

It is quite promising. After all, travel will only become more and more convenient in the future.

"So now, can you tell me the destination?"

At this moment, Song Pingqing finally understood the deep meaning of Murong Xue's words last night: "The place we are going to is quite far, you can sleep on the way."

how to say?

You need to take a plane to get there, how can it be close?

Sitting on the flying bus with two boxes of Airstream checked in, Murong Xue no longer had the heart to read magazines or newspapers. Her face turned pale, but she still answered Song Pingqing's question: "Go to Beihai."

As expected, the journey is quite long, the destination is fun, and you can sleep, but it’s not a good sleep.

Looking at Murong Xue's somewhat pale face, Song Pingqing reached out and rubbed her head to relieve her discomfort.

"Next time, don't experience this kind of thing yourself." Song Pingqing advised, "Some bitterness doesn't have to be endured."

"Some things are bitter, but you have to eat them." Murong Xue's eyes could not hide her annoyance. She leaned her head on Song Pingqing's shoulder and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"How can you confirm the essence of the project without experiencing it yourself?"

“No matter how reliable a subordinate is, there is a chance that he or she can be bought off.”

“Only you can be responsible for the money you invest.”

Seeing her uncomfortable and stubborn look, Song Pingqing sighed quietly in his heart, but the hand that was rubbing her head became a little gentler.

What a stubborn young lady who makes people worry!

"Get some sleep."

I never expected that when we finally got on the road, the people who were sleeping had changed.

Hearing Song Pingqing's gentle voice, Murong Xue let down her guard for once outside. She instinctively rubbed her head against her shoulder and found a more comfortable angle to rest her head.

He is still a child after all.

Song Pingqing signaled Wu Lide with his eyes to bring a thin blanket to cover Murong Xue.

It really makes me worried.