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

Time passed slowly in harmony and joy, and soon it was summer.

The weather this year is particularly bad. As soon as June began, the weather in Vancouver became particularly hot and humid.

The weather forecast says: Vancouver will experience rare weather - two large typhoons are expected to visit Vancouver in succession within half a month.

It is indeed rare. After all, Vancouver hasn't had a typhoon in more than ten years. I didn't expect that two would come at once.

In March, Baihua College had just experienced a major safety accident, and the aftermath was still there. At this critical juncture, the colonel leaders did not dare to act rashly. After two meetings, they decisively announced that the final exams would be held ahead of schedule and the students would be allowed to go on holiday early.

Send these golden eggs away quickly to avoid responsibility.

As a result, elementary school final exams and college entrance exams are held at the same time.

A few children were originally discussing the plan of sending Shen Wuxiu to the exam with great interest, and wanted to go outside the examination room to cheer Shen Wuxiu on.

The result... was that they met each other in the morning, said to each other, "Good luck on the exam." and then rushed to the examination hall.

Sharing weal and woe can be considered a kind of encouragement. At least for Shen Wuxiu, it may not be a bad thing for them not to wait at the entrance of the examination room.

After all, these kids are really noisy.

After the exams and the holiday, because the typhoon was predicted to blow from Jincheng, the few of them did not return to Jincheng immediately, but stayed in the large flat in Wenzhou waiting for the typhoon to pass.

Aunt Zhang bought large and small baskets of vegetables, fruits, meat, eggs and milk, and put them in place bit by bit.

I ordered ten more barrels of purified water and placed two extra-large barrels at home, also filled with water.

Song Pingqing lay on the back of the sofa in a daze, watching Aunt Zhang walking back and forth to pack these things.

I thought everything would be fine as long as she prepared these, but I didn't expect that Aunt Zhang took out a roll of paper tape from somewhere and carefully put cross-shaped tape on every window in every room.

Song Pingqing was stunned: "What kind of weird behavior is this? It's so ugly to stick it like this."

It happened that Shen Wuxiu had just woken up and walked out of the room. The usually gentle and elegant boy had a messy head of hair. When he heard her ask this, he answered casually: "The rice shape is to put pressure on the center of the glass to prevent it from breaking."

When Song Pingqing heard this, his face turned pale and his voice became a little distorted: "How can such a powerful glass like ours be blown to pieces?!"

Come on! This is the house that the young lady in the rich romance novels lives in! Shouldn’t the decoration materials of this thing be top-notch?

"Generally speaking, no, but the typhoon forecast this time is really too strong." Shen Wuxiu realized something was wrong right after he finished speaking. Seeing that Song Pingqing seemed really scared, he hurriedly said, "In fact, the probability is very small. This is just in case."

After Shen Wuxiu finished speaking, he felt that comforting a child in this way was a bit too dry, so he simply diverted Song Pingqing's attention and said with a smile: "I'm going to buy some things at the convenience store downstairs. Do you want me to take you downstairs to buy some snacks?"

"Brother, why did you take her and not me? I want to go too!" Wu Qiming jumped up from another sofa.

If he hadn't jumped up, Shen Wuxiu wouldn't have known that there was someone lying here.

"Go, go, let's go together. Ask them if they want to come together, or if they need to bring anything." Shen Wuxiu had just finished this very important exam in his life, and he was in an extremely good mood.

You can tell that this guy is really tired from the fact that he has slept in for three consecutive days.

This was the first time Song Pingqing had experienced a typhoon in his two lifetimes.

There was a violent storm outside. Every time Song Pingqing looked outside, he couldn't help but shudder and secretly sighed that the power of nature was not something that humans could easily resist.

"Those who knew about it thought it was a typhoon, but those who didn't know would have thought it was the end of the world." Song Pingqing wrapped himself in a small blanket, sat cross-legged on the carpet and sobbed.

"Well, I finally know what Big Brother is afraid of. Hollywood is really making a doomsday-themed movie recently. I will definitely drag you to watch it when it is released."

It happened that his parents went abroad to work, so Gu Zongnan, who was left here to be taken care of, immediately became excited.

"Be careful, she might jump up and hit you." Wu Qiming said.

"No way. My elder brother is not as unethical as me." Gu Zongnan was determined to carry out the unethical behavior to the end.

Song Pingqing glared at him and said, "Wait until we get back to training."

Little guy, Senior Brother Zhuang Han has already told her that in the next semester, she will start training the team members together with Senior Brother Han, and she will see if she can beat this bastard by then.

Gu Zongnian immediately understood Song Pingqing's unfinished intention and took two steps back: "You are using public power to take revenge on your own."

"It's just a personal vendetta." Song Pingqing made a provocative expression, and then showed a subtle smile, "You can't beat me."

Gu Zongnan was too familiar with her look. He turned over and tried to escape, but Liu Junxi took advantage of the situation and hugged his legs.

"Ouch!" Gu Zongnian was kicked lightly on the buttocks, but he screamed loudly, as if the kick was quite heavy. "I was wrong, brother! Fourth brother, why are you helping the eldest brother to bully others?"

"You started it first." Liu Junxi said seriously, "I stand on the side of justice."

"See? Even your most quiet fourth brother thinks you are unreasonable." Song Pingqing said.

"Okay, I was wrong." Gu Zongnan looked at Song Pingqing's mental state, which had improved a lot at this time, and said secretly in his heart: Humph, I will dare to do it again next time.

At this moment, Murong Xue opened her door and said to the living room, "Pingqing, come here."

"Okay!" Song Pingqing put on his slippers and went over.

Looking at her departing figure, Liu Junxi said, "Well, she looks much better."

Gu Zongnian had a look of horror on his face. He turned his head like a rusty robot, clicking and clacking. He looked at Liu Junxi and said, "You discovered my hidden scheme! What kind of monster are you? Get out of my mind!"

Liu Junxi was speechless. She used to think that this guy was extremely rebellious, but now she felt that Gu Zongnian was really a funny guy: "Otherwise, why would I cooperate with you?"

"I'm so cooperative, Fourth Brother. I sacrificed my butt to make Big Brother happy?" Although it didn't hurt, Gu Zongnan was very resentful about the kick he just received, even though he was often kicked like that.

Wu Qiming, who was drinking water, spat out a mouthful of water.

Liu Junxi was petrified on the spot.

It’s unspeakable. It’s as if Song Pingqing is such a terrifying existence.

"Don't let big brother hear you saying this, or you'll get hit harder than this." Wu Qiming had a complicated expression.

"Ah? Why?" Gu Zongnan was at a loss.

While picking vegetables, Zhang Ma sighed inwardly: Kids nowadays are so special.

Over there, Song Pingqing walked into Murong Xue's room and sat down carelessly on the small sofa not far from her desk: "What's the matter? You missed me after not seeing me for a while!"

But Murong Xue had a weird expression on her face, which was like "You are in trouble, and your parents are right behind you." She even added, "Your friends saw it, but couldn't say it directly."

Song Pingqing had a strong desire to survive, and he sat up straight, subconsciously trying to look around to find out the reason why Murong Xue was looking at him in that strange way.

As a result, as soon as he looked up, Song Pingqing saw an extremely horrifying scene.

Murong Xue was seen connected to an external camera, and was currently making a video call with her handsome and promising daddy, Murong Bazong.

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She didn't even know that Fei Goose had launched a new service! She could already start online video calls.

What a bad decision.

Song Pingqing looked embarrassed, and mechanically extended his hand, greeting like a lucky cat: "Good afternoon, uncle."

President Murong Ba sat in his super high-rise floor-to-ceiling window office with a magnificent view, his back straight and a barely perceptible hint of helplessness on his handsome face.

Obviously, he definitely heard what Song Pingqing said when he entered the room just now. He raised the corners of his mouth in a Mary Sue-like indifference. This child's personality is getting more and more interesting.

"Good afternoon, Pingqing." The corners of Murong Ba's mouth twitched slightly, and soon became as cold as ever. "How are your studies recently? Do you find anything difficult?"

"Everything is fine." Song Pingqing was telling the truth. After all, she had the wisdom of an adult. Although there were many things she had never learned in her previous life, she was always among the top three in the grade in almost every exam.

Oh, the premise is that the gifted class does not participate in the ranking.

"Well, that's good. If you have any difficulties, please tell me in time." When President Murong Ba said this, his tone and expression were like a junior high school student memorizing formulas.

Square A plus square B equals square C. Square A plus square B equals square C. Square A plus square B equals square C. Square A plus square B equals square C. Square A plus square B equals square C.

This association is really amazing.

Song Pingqing's thoughts suddenly wandered and he ran in a strange direction.

I couldn't help but imagine the scene of President Murong reciting the formula from a book, and I might even have practiced it with Secretary Liu. I asked again, "Are you sure this is what you say when you care about your child?"

Secretary Liu then replied, "Yes, President."

As expected, reading too many novels will drive people crazy.

"I heard from Xue'er that you made a moon lamp for her, and it was very beautiful." President Murong Ba had no idea what the other party was thinking and continued to recite the formula.

"I made it for her to play because she was bored." Song Pingqing's thoughts were suddenly pulled back. He couldn't help but feel confused. He thought that President Murong Ba was really late. It happened two months ago, but he asked about it now.

"Well, it's good." President Murong Ba changed the subject and asked, "Do you plan to sell this design?"

Oh, wait for her here.

Song Pingqing showed an expression of understanding: "Okay."

"Well, when the weather gets better, I'll have someone find you to sign the contract." President Murong nodded and hung up the video call.

You just hang up like that? You don't even talk to your daughter anymore? ? ?

Song Pingqing was puzzled and looked at Murong Xue: "Just for that lamp?"

That can’t be the case. Can a lamp really make President Murong personally discuss business with him?

"That's just a side note. My main purpose is to show my concern for you." Murong Xue walked to the computer and sat down, closing the Fei Goose chat box.

She called memorizing formulas caring? Song Pingqing was speechless and pointed outside the door, saying, "There are two more over there."

"It's okay, they have their bonus." Murong Xue replied.

Okay, okay, so she was appreciated by the boss, at least he showed some concern. The two outside could only get monetary rewards, right?

If all domineering CEOs care so much about their children, then it’s no wonder that the heroines and heroes in those novels fall in love with others for many inexplicable reasons.

This is not just a lack of love, which elder would care about their children so much?

Wonderful, really wonderful, this is Bulbasaur eating Cheetos and entering Mickey's Mickey Mouse House, and going to Mickey's house.

Sure enough, a week later, the rain stopped and the wind died down, and a contract from Murong Group's home furnishing company was sent to Vancouver. It had all the signatures and official seals, and even Song Pingqing's mother Xu Jinmei had signed as the guardian.

Also included is a patent certificate.

The procedures are complete and Song Pingqing just needs to sign.

The buyout price for this design patent is 200,000 yuan. The price offered by President Murong Ba is very fair, which makes Song Pingqing breathe a sigh of relief. This is very good. There is no one taking advantage of anyone, and everyone is happy.

Song Pingqing held the contract and grinned foolishly.

Murong Xue couldn't help showing a bit of disgust: "What's that sound?"

"You don't understand, this is called getting rich overnight." Song Pingqing was in such a good mood that he wanted to have a cup of Palace Jade Tea on the spot.

The question is that minors are prohibited from drinking.

"It's only two hundred thousand." Murong Xue snatched the contract from her hand and put it on the table, saying leisurely, "Auntie Zhang, please send this contract later. Someone will send you the address."

"Okay, miss." Aunt Zhang replied immediately.

"Two hundred thousand!" Song Pingqing said seriously.

Murong Xue was speechless and said, "We made a pinky promise before. If you asked for one million, I would give it to you."

"How can they be the same? I earned it myself!" Song Pingqing said proudly, "Whose child can earn 200,000 yuan before the age of ten? I am such a genius."

Along with the contract came some information about the Hu Nao Group.

The city of Vancouver suffered considerable damage from this typhoon, but the city of Jincheng, which is a hundred kilometers away, suffered even greater damage than Vancouver.

Firstly, Jincheng is located on the sea, and when the typhoon landed and passed through Jincheng, the wind was quite strong. Secondly, because two typhoons appeared in succession this time, buildings in many places were destroyed by two typhoons in a row, causing many problems.

Ordinary older buildings could not avoid being severely damaged, not to mention the shoddy projects of the Hu Nao Group.

Isn’t it? After the baptism of strong winds and heavy rains, the fact that Hu Nao Group used inferior materials in its new buildings was completely exposed.

After all, no matter how good and powerful the public relations and background are, they cannot save a dark heart.

During the rainstorm, one of the three residential buildings that had already been topped off was blown tilted, one was cracked, and the remaining one was even worse, it collapsed directly.

This kind of change is impossible to hide. In comparison, what is even more terrifying is that after a storm hit a new building with just five floors, a hand covered in mud was revealed among the ruins.

Those were the wronged souls who were rescued by the rainstorm and saw the light of day again.