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

The breakthrough of Xingyao Group in children's watches has attracted the attention of many parties.

It’s a pity that the three major shareholders each have their own background and none of them can be provoked. The remaining scattered shares are all technical stocks. No matter how outsiders scratch their heads, they can’t get even a little bit of this cake.

Even President Murong couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The auras of these two children are indeed similar.

At first he just thought that this was a way for his daughter to secretly love and control Song Pingqing, but he didn't expect it to be a real thing.

This is good. Having both a love brain and a business mind online at the same time can really make the old father feel relieved.

If it weren't for the fact that the kids were old and had enough bodyguards around them, even he would have been tempted by this thing.

Moreover, with the technical support of Gu Technology and talented young boys and girls, the program of this kind of children's bracelet is not so easy to crack and the security is quite good.

Song Pingqing took Murongxue to look at the second quarter report submitted by Gu Zongnian, and couldn't help but sigh: "After investing more than ten billion yuan, I finally heard some feedback."

"Although we cannot achieve the goal directly, it is not bad now." Murong Xue was also somewhat relieved.

Song Pingqing was looking at the report, and Murong Xue was looking at Song Pingqing.

At this moment, there was light in Song Pingqing's eyes, shining with relief and pride, but it was obvious that this emotion was not for Gu Zongnan and Xingyao Group.

"You are really happy."

This was the first time Murong Xue saw this kind of light in Song Pingqing's eyes.

"Of course." Song Pingqing put the report away carefully. "A strong youth means a strong country."

Murong Xue was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that Song Pingqing's starting point would be here.

But on this point, they are of the same mind.

All of them are like-minded.

Things always move forward slowly with twists and turns. When Xingyao Group became famous for such children's watches, on a very quiet working day, the first generation of fruit mobile phones was announced and announced to be officially released to the public in 20 days, which shocked the entire technology circle.

The R&D team and senior management of Xingyao Group had some complaints, believing that it was Gu Zongnian's decision that slowed down the development of smartphones, otherwise they would definitely be the first to release smartphones.

However, Gu Zongnan's style in the company has always been to scold anyone he catches. Even if these people have complaints in their hearts, they dare not say much and can only mutter a few words in private.

The workers were filled with resentment, but the three major shareholders and several senior executives who were more sensitive to the wind had already anticipated this. These people's attitudes were calmer than each other, so calm that it seemed as if the fruit company had never held this press conference.

It was not until the second day after the official release that Gu Zongnan invited Song Pingqing and Murong Xue to come over for discussion.

"The Apple phone has not yet been released in China, so the ones we got are all American versions." Gu Zongnian took the two of them to the study upstairs. "I asked someone to get thirty of them back for testing, and they've arrived now."

While the buying frenzy was still going on, Gu Zongnan had already found a way to get a large number of people back to China for research. This was extremely fast.

"You guys come and have a look first, and then we'll go to the company for a meeting this afternoon."

Gu Zongnan opened the door of the study as he spoke, but Murong Xue and Song Pingqing stopped for a moment and did not go in.

The truth is that his study was so messy that there was no place to step.

Murong Xue was so disgusted that she refused to go in.

"Hey." Gu Zongnian scratched his hair, his face flushed, "I... oh..."

Song Pingqing couldn't help laughing out loud: "He looks like a respectable man when he goes out, how can his study be like this?"

She didn't really want to go in either. The floor was covered with draft papers filled with formulas, and who knew what useful thing she would step on.

"I have too many important data and files here, so I usually don't let anyone in." Gu Zongnian was embarrassed, "Wait a moment, I'll clean it up myself."

After saying that, he lowered his head to pick up the documents on the ground and classified them with a frown.

"It's rare that the young master has the time to help with housework." Song Pingqing had no intention of helping out at all. "Looking at his proficiency, he must have done a lot of this work."

"I would still do it even if my mother scolded me harshly." Gu Zongnan answered without raising his head.

Perhaps it was because Yan Que, the one-on-one genius teacher, was reliable enough, that during the years of junior high school, the IQ genes that Gu Zongnan inherited from Qin Haiying gradually began to show.

Other subjects are another matter, but for these four subjects, math, physics, chemistry and biology, no matter whether the exams are beyond the syllabus or whether the papers look like scribbles, he always gets full marks every time. He has no idea how much he has learned behind everyone's back.

"How annoying." Murong Xue couldn't stand it. "I have to be urged to clean up my own study."

This is really like the pot calling the kettle black, as if she cleaned her room herself.

Song Pingqing looked at her with a smile.

Murong Xue stopped talking.

It is also rare for her to be humiliated.

Gu Zongnan spent more than ten minutes cleaning up and finally made room for a place where he could stand and sit.

Murong Xue showed disgust on her face, but she had no choice but to go in and sit down.

Song Pingqing was secretly happy, but he couldn't show what he was laughing at, and he felt a little uncomfortable holding it in.

The first generation of officially released Apple phones was very heavy.

The screen is large and thick, and the screen is fragile. A large piece of it can be used as a small brick to hit someone on the head, but it cannot be used to crack walnuts.

Song Pingqing played with it between his fingertips, feeling deeply remorseful for his inexplicable violent thoughts.

Ever since he was warned by Murong Xue for arresting half a million people and spies in one go that year, Song Pingqing rarely spoke in the presence of a third party.

Today was no exception. Whether in Gu Zongnan's office or in the large conference room of Xingyao Group in the afternoon, Song Pingqing tried his best to keep a low profile and remain silent.

Compared to the Xingyao Group that was tossed around like a sieve last time, this time Song Pingqing only saw two red arrows as he walked along.

Sure enough, as long as there are conflicts of interest, such people can never be eliminated.

Song Pingqing silently wrote down the name and told Murong Xue to deal with it when he returned.

Song Pingqing is well versed in slacking techniques in the workplace. On the surface, he is attending the meeting seriously, but in fact, his mind is already daydreaming.

However, he was suddenly called out by a senior executive present: "Director Song has not expressed his opinion."

Song Pingqing was leaning back in his chair, turning a pen. He didn't make any big movements when he heard the words. He just raised his eyes to look at the person who was speaking.

"Do you have any concerns? We still hope that you can put forward your suggestions directly."

This man looks very honest and simple. His face, which is in his fifties, shows a little vicissitudes of life. His expression is very sincere, and he looks like a super worker who works hard for the company.