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

At the end of September, Xingyao Group publicly released its first domestically produced smartphone, which is sold in three modes: online, offline, and free with monthly recharge.

After the press conference, the product will be officially released on National Day.

I have to say that the timing was perfect. Compared with the imported Fruit Generation, the Star Generation is cheaper and more in line with the aesthetic taste of the Chinese people.

As soon as it was released, sales of the Fruit Generation began to decline.

Gu Zongnan was very excited and was yelling about the current situation in the group.

In the company, he needs to face his employees as a tough, cold and domineering boss.

But he really needed a place to show off his achievements.

It’s a pity that we all have time difference.

The two who were sleeping soundly together ignored him.

Gu Zongnan put down his phone in disappointment.

A bit lonely.

But no regrets.

The news soon spread to the United States, but it did not cause any waves. All everyone could see was the fruit company's arrogant attitude.

"Fruit Generation is excellent and cannot be surpassed by other companies..."

When facing the reporter's joking interview, the founder's answer was quite confident.

"Fruit Generation is undoubtedly a product that won at the starting line..."

"Watching these so early in the morning is really disgusting." Song Pingqing simply turned off the program and watched Tom and Jerry instead.

Wu Qiming cast an admiring look at him.

In this house, Song Pingqing was the only one who dared to take the remote control from Murong Xue in front of her.

Murong Xue did not stop her, but only asked: "Can you eat just by looking at the mice?"

"The real Jerry is not okay, but the Jerry in the cartoon is okay." Song Pingqing took a sandwich.

Murong Meiqiu, who was standing next to him, was lying in front of the TV, wagging his tail, watching the TV more enthusiastically than anyone else.

"Look, Coal Ball likes it too. Maybe our local dogs are smarter."

Song Pingqing began to suck on the coal ball, and when it slowly approached him, Wu Qiming immediately seized the opportunity to intercept it.

Wu Qiming gave Meiqiu a piece of rye bread that was particularly hard to swallow.

Coal Ball smelled it, took it away and threw it into the trash can.

"See, it knows what's good and what's bad." Song Pingqing added, "It won't eat anything that you and I didn't give it to it."

"It's because it tastes too bad," Wu Qiming argued. "Not even dogs would eat rye bread."

Song Pingqing raised his eyebrows and fed Meiqiu a small bite of rye bread.

This time the coal briquettes were eaten.

Wu Qiming:...Why is it that even the dog in this family bullies me?

"Control your diet." Song Pingqing looked at Wu Qiming, "You've been indulging yourself for almost a month, it's time to stop."

Less than a month after school started, Wu Qiming, who had not controlled his diet, gained 15 kilograms. When he was on the phone with someone in China, his agent noticed him and sent a nutritionist to deal with him overnight.

"You should also set a good example for the male artists in your company."

"If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked?" Shen Ci suddenly spoke.

"How come you are bullying me too!" Wu Qiming turned to Shen Ci, "Who are you on the same team with?"

"Justice and I are on the same side." Shen Ci answered the question seriously.

It’s really noisy.

Murong Xue fairly gave everyone present a two-second gaze.

Song Pingqing: Well-behaved.

Wu Qiming: Super well-behaved.

Shen Ci: Lower your head and eat.

It was a really satisfying suppression.

Murong Xue withdrew her gaze happily.

Great, finally no one disturbs her watching TV anymore.

Watching Tom and Jerry chasing each other on TV, Murong Xue suddenly felt very happy.

Today's breakfast is really harmonious.

The first batch of Star Glory Generation was sold out within one day of its launch.

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue sat side by side, holding their cell phones and listening carefully to Gu Zongnan's report.

“To be precise, the offline sales were sold out in three hours, and the online sales were sold out in five hours.”

Song Pingqing's eyes fell on Murong Xue's fingertips as she was spinning a pen. He leaned lazily on the back of his chair, his hands in his pockets, slightly distracted.

As expected, online shopping is still not developed enough nowadays. If this happened a few years later, online shopping would probably be the first to sell out.

But now that smartphones are out, is the joy of Double Eleven far away?

Murong Xue's expression was not too turbulent: "Anything else?"

This time, Gu Zongnian didn't mind her cold attitude anymore, and even said in a good mood: "Oh, you really understand me."

Gu Zongnian finally felt proud and his voice became louder, wishing that the birds in the trees outside the window could hear his cries:

"The technical department listened to my brother's advice and installed a smart home management center in the Star Glory 1, which helped sell quite a few smart appliances."

He specifically called Song Pingqing in the evening local time just to show off and praise him.

"My big brother is awesome!"

At the same time, the advertising and visibility of smart home were also promoted.

After being called out, Song Pingqing finally came back to his senses and immediately started to brag: "Niannian is awesome! This month's report will definitely look great!"

"Of course, don't you see who is in charge of Xingyao now?"

Gu Zongnian's tail was so high that it almost reached the sky, but he realized right after he finished saying this: "Hey, that's not right, how can you call me by my nickname?!"

Without waiting for Song Pingqing to explain, Murong Xue started to protect him domineeringly: "Why? She can call me Xue'er but can't call you Nian Nian?"

“Are you special?”

When Song Pingqing heard this, he couldn't help but cover his face and laugh secretly.

Gu Zongnian on the other end of the phone replied very honestly: "No. No. I'm not special. I'll go back to work now."

Murong Xue reached out to pat Song Pingqing's hand and said in a low voice that the other end of the line wouldn't hear, "Why are you covering your face?"

Song Pingqing did not answer, but said to Gu Zongnian on the phone: "Come on, Nian Nian, but don't be too tired. Remember to drink more snow pear tea. By the way, ask your chef to write a recipe for me."

The real purpose is the recipe of Sydney tea.

"Okay, big brother." After hanging up the phone, Gu Zongnan went to ask Song Pingqing for the recipe of snow pear tea.

He had now thoroughly understood the routine of calling both of them.

If you call Murong Xue directly, she won't give any emotional feedback after answering the phone. She will only reply after listening to the message:

"understood."

This answer seemed perfunctory in Gu Zongnan's eyes.

But it’s different when calling Song Pingqing.

If you call Song Pingqing, Song Pingqing will definitely pull Murong Xue to listen together and give her some compliments from time to time.

It was hard for Gu Zongnan not to be dazzled by the recognition from his “big brother” and then fall into a new round of hard work.

"You care about him a lot." There was a hint of sourness in Murong Xue's words.

"Nonsense. It's you I care about." Song Pingqing is not a gourd with a sawed mouth. He must speak directly if he has something to say.

"You've been groggy and coughing all the time at night lately. The snow pear tea brewed by Gu Zongnian's cook doesn't need extra sugar, so I want to come over and try it for you."