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

Song Pingqing clamored to go choose a wedding dress with her sisters, but neither of her two sisters chose a wedding dress.

The reason Mo Ruanruan gave was very much her style: "The wedding dress is not handsome enough."

The reason Wu Zhenming gave was: "It doesn't look professional enough."

What job do you want at a wedding?

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Song Pingqing remained silent. She deserved what she had said just now.

So the two brides each wore a black and white suit and went to the church to hold their wedding.

It’s actually quite nice.

One is dashing, the other is elegant, standing on both sides of the notary. The sun shines golden on the church, and the scene is extremely beautiful.

Wu Qiming sighed and ruined the mood, and was directly hit by a big armband from his sister. Liu Junxi was silent in the corner of the church, but was called out by the notary on the spot to bless the newlyweds.

But it was indeed more appropriate to call him. At that time, Song Pingqing and Murong Xue were whispering to each other, and the thirty-six bodyguards behind them were all in black suits and sunglasses and looked serious. There was indeed no one who looked easier to call on and cooperate with than Liu Junxi.

After all, Wu Qiming had just been beaten and was still crying.

"I must tell my parents when I get home, wuwuwuwuwuwu, you are bullying me wuwuwuwuwu." He cried in grievance, but everyone's attention was on the newlyweds, and only Song Pingqing patted him.

"Think about it, your sister is an adult, after all, it's her own business."

It's not a consolation,

The main purpose of this wedding is to make people who are not so happy to begin with have an even more unpleasant experience, and to allow happy people to start a happier life.

As for the spectators? It doesn’t matter.

Things had developed to the point where the marriage certificate signed by both parties was submitted to the local registration, and no one cared whether anyone would file a complaint. Moreover, at this moment, the domestic business community was in turmoil, and no one would really care about what people who went abroad to relax were doing.

Wu Qiming was afraid of being scolded, so he didn't say anything. Everyone kept silent, and Liu Junxi lost the idea of ​​saying anything. Anyway, if there was any problem, everyone would take the blame after returning home.

"I'm only nine years old. What can I understand? What blame can I take?" Song Pingqing scoffed at this view.

"Yes, yes, it's none of our business. Does our say count? They just acted on their own." Wu Qiming tried to comfort himself, but Song Pingqing felt that he, as his own brother, would inevitably be blamed.

But considering that the redness and swelling on his eyes had not yet gone away and that he felt a little sensitive and fragile inside, Song Pingqing was very kind and didn't say anything.

I don’t know what kind of storms the two sisters who successfully got married will face after returning to China, but the melon of the Hu Nao Group has rolled across the ocean and landed in front of them.

When Wu Qiming saw the email, he was so shocked that he couldn't even utter a word. He kicked his stool away from the table, stood up and pulled Song Pingqing's chair back.

Song Pingqing was trying to design a page using her lousy skills when her chair was suddenly dragged. She was startled and said, "Hey, hey, hey? What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Wu Qiming dragged her directly in front of the gossip.

Song Pingqing took over his computer and his eyes widened as soon as he saw the first few lines of the email. He didn't dare to react and started reading the email quickly.

"What's wrong?" Liu Junxi came over and smashed the cup in his hand as soon as he read the beginning.

Murong Xue looked back at him in dissatisfaction: "Can't you guys just calm down a little?"

In the past, Song Pingqing would have responded, "Yes, if the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up."

However, this time it didn't happen. Song Pingqing just sat in front of the computer, his body stiff, rolling the mouse wheel bit by bit, looking at the sent email carefully.

"This world has gone crazy." Song Pingqing came to this conclusion after reading it.

Although Song Pingqing felt that this world was indeed crazy since he was reborn in this world, who would have thought that Ruan Niannian, their former class teacher and later the wife of the chairman of the Hu Nao Group, was the real murderer?

There's no need to be so crazy.

The world that is a mixture of multiple novels is so terrifying? ? ? ? ? ?

Song Pingqing turned his head and looked at Murong Xue: "Why don't you come and take a look, it's indeed a bit... explosive."

Murong Xue stood up and walked over with a tense face, with an expression that said "I want to see how explosive it is".

Song Pingqing stood up and gave her his seat.

Ruan Niannian turned herself in on her own initiative. The timing of her surrender was very delicate, as it happened to be the day after her two sisters and their four children went abroad.

At the same time, Ruan Niannian also exposed a lot of the dark things that the Hu Nao Group had done and directly submitted relevant evidence.

She seemed to have received support from some big shot, and this time no one suppressed the evidence, so the investigation went smoothly.

Hu Nao was detained on the same day before he could escape from the country.

Song Pingqing suddenly thought of Ruan Niannian leaving the auction early, and his mind suddenly became clear.

No wonder President Murong Ba was so anxious to send them abroad and sent so many bodyguards to follow them. No wonder the four of them were still abroad and had not returned even though Baihua College had already started.

I think this is to prevent the desperate people from doing something desperate.

The matter of the Hu Nao Group cannot be solved in a short time. President Murong Ba will not feel at ease until all the people who can be caught are arrested.

The two sisters have their own businesses to run and it is impossible for them to stay here and take care of them all the time.

So President Murong asked Secretary Li to come in person. Not only did he bring the other three nannies who used to live with them in Wen City, he also brought Shen Ci, who had been living in the Hu family. He also hired a tutor in Country Y and cleaned up the property in the urban area of ​​City L so that the five children could study together.

"Uncle Li, is Dad very busy recently? He hasn't even replied to my message." Liu Junxi asked Secretary Li.

Secretary Li smiled in a proper manner: "Mr. Liu has been absorbing the Hu family's business recently, and is a little short of manpower. He has made some special arrangements for Senior Liu, but I don't know the details."

Song Pingqing didn’t know whether Liu Junxi understood what he said, but she did.

My child, you and your sister took the money but didn't do the job, which caused your father to be demoted and transferred away from the core area.

I just don’t know how long you can continue to study with the young lady.

When Murongxue saw Song Pingqing lowering his head to flip through Country Y's textbooks, she knew that this guy had understood it, but he just had no interest in pointing it out, so she changed the subject: "Did Dad say when he would pick us up?"

"Not yet. The teacher said that you can study here with peace of mind." Secretary Li's answer was no different from no answer.

Well, this is a master.

Before leaving, Secretary Li called Song Pingqing out alone: ​​"Miss Song is the most capable friend of the eldest lady, so the gentleman asked me to talk to you alone."

Song Pingqing had heard this name quite a lot in the past few years, but being called this by someone close to Mr. Murong really gave Song Pingqing goose bumps for some reason.

Song Pingqing got up and followed him out, but Secretary Li did not discuss this topic with Song Pingqing in the villa where they lived. Instead, he took her to a nearby cafe in a car.

"There's a lot to talk about. Miss Song can order some food first." Secretary Li said as he asked four bodyguards to guard outside the door.

What a big scene.

Song Pingqing followed his usual carefree style and ordered a dessert and a drink. After taking a bite of the dessert, he cursed in his heart: Wow! How can it be so outrageously sweet!

He put down the cutlery without changing his expression.

"This summer vacation is quite long. Are you having fun?" Secretary Li asked with a smile, as if he didn't notice Song Pingqing's little action.

Different from President Murong's cold and stern face, Secretary Li always gives people an especially friendly and easy-going feeling when he smiles, as if he is bathed in a spring breeze.

“It’s good. Everyone is very happy.”

Secretary Li's opening remarks were very standard, and Song Pingqing's polite responses were also very standard.

"This time I came here, in addition to arranging for several young ladies and young masters to continue their studies abroad, I also have some things that I want to inform Miss Song separately on behalf of Mr. Li." Secretary Li pulled out a stack of documents from the briefcase and placed the first one in front of Song Pingqing.

"Based on Miss Song's performance over the past two and a half years, Mr. Song believes that you are very qualified as the eldest lady's friend, so he has increased your pocket money from 20,000 yuan to 50,000 yuan. This is your pocket money increase notice."

This number sounds really magical.

Song Pingqing said modestly: "Thank you, thank you. This is what I deserve...what I should do."

Secretary Li acted as if he hadn't heard her slip of the tongue and continued speaking according to the original lines: "Miss Song, there is no need to be modest. The master said that proper punishment can better maintain a stable state."

Song Pingqing's breathing slowed down for a moment. Meeting Secretary Li's eyes that said "you know", Song Pingqing asked what he had expected: "When will Liu Junxi leave?"

Secretary Li's smile was now more satisfied, and his tone was as gentle and soothing as ever: "Not so soon. Those who leave will be replaced. Miss Song should get along well with Young Master Shen and help him integrate into the team as soon as possible."

"I understand." Song Pingqing replied.

"In addition, as I just said in the villa, Mr. Li has been merging with the Hu family's businesses recently and is a little short of manpower. Mr. Li intends to train Miss Song's parents and let them take over a logistics company." Secretary Li spoke slowly, as if he was carefully observing Song Pingqing's expression.

Logistics company! That will be a very popular industry in the future. It is impossible for Mr. Murong Ba not to see it.

Who dares to accept this inexplicable and unprecedented wealth?

Song Pingqing smiled and said, "Although it may not be polite to say this, I know my parents and husband well. They are honest and reliable. But I don't think they can handle taking over the logistics company."

Please, how can you let a gardener and a cook run a company?

"Since April, Mr. Li has transferred Mr. Song and Ms. Xu from their original positions. At that time, they were just allowed to start learning, but it was not confirmed, so I didn't let your parents inform you." Secretary Li seemed to have expected Song Pingqing to say this.

"Now the master is satisfied with their learning speed, so he has made a formal decision. Of course, your parents will not start their new positions until a month later at the earliest." Secretary Li pushed the second thicker document in his hand in front of Song Pingqing, "This is the information of Hengtong Logistics. Miss Song can take a look first, call your family to discuss it, and make a decision together."

Song Pingqing touched the cover of the document and said nothing for a long time.

"Miss Song, do you have any ideas of your own?" Secretary Li asked, "You can talk about them and communicate."

Song Pingqing did not want to reveal his inner thoughts at this moment, so he shook his head and said, "I'll go back and take a look before giving you an answer."

Secretary Li smiled. He felt that the girl in front of him was young but very mature, so he did not continue to ask questions. He just said, "Then let's talk about this with Miss Song first. Mr. Song still needs someone to stay with him in China, so I have to hurry back. You don't have to worry too much. Mr. Song will not treat his people badly."

"You can sit here for a while and go back later."

After saying that, Secretary Li stood up and left.

About five minutes later, the bodyguard knocked on the door gently: "Miss Song, when are we going back?"

Song Pingqing finally reached out for the Hengtong Logistics document and said loudly, "No hurry, wait a little longer."

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when we left, and it was after dinner when we returned.

Song Pingqing ate a salad in the cafe. The white food was so unpalatable and not at all suitable for the Chinese mouth and stomach.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the door, he said to Aunt Zhang who came to greet him, "Aunt Zhang, please give me another bowl of noodles. I'm so hungry."

"Okay." Aunt Zhang turned away.

Everyone was a very perceptive person. Knowing that Secretary Li called Song Pingqing away alone, they knew that it was something only she knew, and no one came to ask Song Pingqing what she did during her afternoon trip.

Song Pingqing ate another bowl of noodles with soybean paste, and only then did he feel his stomach come alive. He quickly went upstairs to his room to wash up, then went to knock on Murong Xue's door while holding the documents.

Seeing her coming, Murong Xue was not surprised at all and opened the door for her to come in.

Song Pingqing's smile was too proud, so Murongxue teased her: "You look so happy, did you pick up money?"

The room here was cleaned in a hurry. It looks simple and elegant. The color is also classic but a bit depressing. It is not as pink and relaxing as Murong Xue's previous bedrooms in Jincheng City and Wen City.

Song Pingqing sat down on the small sofa in her room very skillfully: "It's not just picking up money, I got a promotion and a raise! From now on, I will have 50,000 yuan in pocket money every month!"

"Be successful." Murong Xue sat down next to her, "Don't show off in front of others, it's just you."

Song Pingqing exclaimed, "So the little fat guy doesn't have any either?"

She didn't mention Liu Junxi. Murong Xue naturally knew why and pinched her cheek: "You're asking even though you know the answer."

The two laughed and joked for a while before Song Pingqing handed the logistics company's information to Murong Xue: "Take a look at this."

Murong Xue flipped through a few pages casually: "Oh, I know about this. What do you think?"

"You knew?" You didn't tell me anything and were testing me?

Song Pingqing was stunned and blinked at her.

Murongxue's next words shocked Song Pingqing even more: "Of course, it was me who told Dad that you came up with the idea of ​​starting an Internet business, so I asked for this company for you."