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

After saying this, Murong Xue left without staying any longer.

Song Pingqing watched her walk to the elevator and get on it before turning around and walking back into the house.

She was not a real child, so of course she didn't think that the "rear" that Murong Xue mentioned was just the small flat in Vancouver.

But somehow, Murong Xue's words made Song Pingqing suddenly remember the news he heard when he called Song Dashan an hour ago.

[You are sick! You are forcing me to sell the company right now! ]

At that time, Song Pingqing couldn't get through to Song Dashan on the phone, so he received a call from Xu Jinmei.

Now that I think about it, the string of swear words Song Dashan said at the end was obviously directed at the person on the other end of the phone.

Thinking of the magnitude that had just been updated, Song Pingqing had another guess in his mind that needed to be verified as soon as possible.

Song Pingqing didn't look at the burly men in the room, but looked at Wu Lide: "Come to the study with me first."

Many people live in this large flat in Vancouver, but the living space is far less than that of the villa in Jincheng, and the study area is less than one-fifth of that, so it is rarely used.

Everyone either stayed in their own rooms to do their homework, or sat at the dining table in the restaurant to do it together.

It is only used when it is an important recording assignment related to the final grade, or when Wu Qiming needs to record an audio file urgently.

At the moment, he needed to avoid the bodyguards outside, and it was not convenient to bring Wu Lide to his room for questioning, so this study was a good place to go.

Wu Lide followed Song Pingqing into the study. Song Pingqing naturally sat in the main seat in the study, looked at Wu Lide and asked, "What was the original schedule for foster father today?"

Wu Lide's eyelids twitched.

Before coming, he had been told by the general manager of the security company, Mr. Murong Ba's former bodyguard, that if Song Pingqing asked about Mr. Murong's news, he could tell Song Pingqing, but if Song Pingqing didn't ask, he should never bring it up.

As soon as Murong Xue returned to Jincheng, Song Pingqing called Wu Lide into the study and asked him this question. He was quite perceptive.

"Sir, you have an important meeting in the United States today. It's about a very important technical project. You flew there early yesterday morning."

"How long has your godfather been out of contact?" Song Pingqing asked again.

"As of now, four hours." Wu Lide's answer gave a clear answer to Song Pingqing's speculation.

It has been four hours since the earthquake.

This makes sense. It is very likely that Mr. Murong Ba was forced to lose contact after the earthquake due to some kind of calculation.

A hint of understanding flashed across Song Pingqing's eyes, and he tapped lightly on the armrest of the seat with his index finger, again and again, which made Wu Lide feel a little uneasy.

The magnitude of this earthquake in Shuzhong was extremely rare. When we first received the news in the afternoon, it was said to be 7.8, and soon it became 7.9.

Others may not know the difference, but the people in Baihua College and the people in the business circle are not fools.

According to relevant international regulations, when an earthquake of magnitude 8.0 or above occurs in a certain region of a country, other countries can directly send rescue forces to assist in disaster relief without being invited.

It seems to be humanitarianism, but in essence it is a political struggle.

If they could interfere with the rescue at a time like this, they would do something extremely shameless in a righteous manner.

After all, this is a mixed fiction world with some Mary Sue elements. These "wealthy families" are extremely powerful and can definitely be of great use in the early stages of rescue. So Mr. Murong, who was negotiating business in the Beautiful Country, just lost the news.

This level of bullying is something that cannot be solved no matter how many bodyguards Mr. Murong brings with him.

It can be seen that even though Mary Sue is a mixture of colors, the world of novels is not as simple as a rainbow.

It is for this reason that as soon as the news of President Murong's "disappearance" came out, someone immediately joined forces to acquire Hengtong Logistics at this time. After all, Hengtong Logistics has undertaken the largest amount of logistics business for the Wanmu Group.

Song Pingqing had no way of finding out more details. He could only say that judging from Murong Xue's current performance, the situation on Murong Ba's side was not serious enough to endanger his life.

After all, the purpose of taking his life is profit, but if Mr. Murong Ba's life is really in danger, then the losses will certainly not only be to Wanmu Business, but also to many projects cooperating with them.

Therefore, Mr. Murong probably only needs to be "missing" for a while.

As the new generation heir of the Murong family who is not too young, Murong Xue must rush into Wanmu Business and take on the leading responsibility.

This group of people in Wen City and Hengtong Logistics Company are all part of Murong Xue's rear.

Song Pingqing's mission is self-evident.

After thinking this through, Song Pingqing said, "Hmm," and then he said, "Let's talk about your business."

Seeing that Song Pingqing had come to a conclusion, Wu Lide began to report: "According to the eldest lady's instructions, Miss Song, Master Wu, Master Shen, and the nannies at home are required to remember the faces of everyone here."

"In the next few days, do not leave with anyone other than them, and do not meet anyone alone without the bodyguards present."

This is Murong Xue’s arrangement for her partners in Wen City.

Yes, facing Murong Xue, a young man who temporarily rushed into Wanmu Business to take the lead, if you want to target her, the easiest way is to target people who can influence her.

Murong Meiqiu seemed to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere at home. Such a large group of people successfully frightened the little black kid. He came to Song Pingqing's feet hesitantly and hummed softly for comfort.

Song Pingqing bent down and held the coal ball on his legs, and took command: "Give me the contact information of the person in charge of the security company, and then you go and ask them to go to the living room to identify the person."

After Wu Lide left the study, he called Old Lady Song.

The easiest way to force Song Dashan and Xu Jinmei to compromise is to start with their families.

I have bodyguards here, but it’s hard to say about Old Lady Song.

"Baoer, why are you calling suddenly at this time? Are you after school?" The environment at Old Lady Song's place was not very noisy.

That's strange, isn't she usually busy in the restaurant at this time?

Song Pingqing was confused, so he went straight to the point: "Grandma, where are you now?"

"at home."

Old Lady Song immediately became excited and said hurriedly, "I met a fortune teller with a white beard today. He told fortunes for me and your grandfather, and his predictions about our past were very accurate. He even knew how your grandfather got the big scar on his back."

...This style of behavior and this appearance description are so familiar.

Song Pingqing's eyelids were twitching.

Old Mrs. Song on the other end of the phone became more and more excited: "People said that it is not suitable for the two of us to go out recently. If we go out, there will be bloody disasters. They asked us to stay at home peacefully."

"Do you want money?" Song Pingqing's mouth twitched slightly.

She seemed to know who the fortune teller was.