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

Twenty days later, the program was almost ready for rehearsal, and the drawing of lots was held on June 10. Murong Xue, who usually didn't like to show up at group events, actually went to draw the lot in person this time. She was lucky and drew the fourth lot.

"After all, it was me who organized your organization, so I have to be the one to draw the lots."

When these words reached Song Pingqing's ears, they were automatically translated into: After all, it was me who led you to start this business, so naturally I should be the one to cut the ribbon.

It's true that the actors come and go but the boss remains the same.

The first graders performed The Wizard of Oz. The stage effects were good and the script had several highlights, but unfortunately the students were too young and the work was immature.

The second grade staged The Ugly Duckling from Andersen's fairy tale, rewriting many of the story lines in Andersen's fairy tale. It seemed that a musical genius emerged among them, who turned this story into a musical. A group of ducklings and swans performed on the stage, looking particularly cute.

The fourth grade referred to the pantomime of Mr. Chaplin overseas. The whole process was in black and white with no lines, the props were excellent, the background video was precisely timed, and the artistry was full.

The fifth grade refers to the revival of opera culture and uses rich color images to tell the story of a drama fanatic who persists in his artistic ideals in extremely difficult and harsh times and eventually becomes a famous artist step by step.

The style of the sixth grade is a little different. Perhaps it is because at this age, some people have already developed some ignorant feelings, so the sixth grade filmed a love drama in the style of Qiong Yao.

"You only lost a leg, but she lost her love!"

As soon as the actor said this classic line, Gu Zongnian responded from the audience: "Damn it, do you want to give this blessing to him?"

Song Pingqing, who was sitting next to him and watching the show, shuddered, not sure whether it was because of the first word "grandma" or the second word "do you want to give this blessing to him?"

In fact, each of the six plays has its own highlights. The third-grade play begins with black and white tones, and gradually becomes richer in color. In the end, the little beggar played by Gu Zongnan puts on neat clothes and watches the sun rise in the sky full of clouds.

Oppression and resistance, destruction and creation, death and rebirth, modern stories are put on the stage. No one is the protagonist, and everyone is the protagonist. Step by step, every drop of blood and tears.

The music, composed by Wu Qiming and Shen Ci, has a power that goes from repression to eruption. When the sun rises and the sunlight shines through the colorful sky to the earth, the mood on the scene is brought to the extreme.

Even the person who wrote the script was moved to tears.

Anything produced by the eldest lady must be of the highest quality.

This is much better than what Song Pingqing had imagined.

Ever since she finished writing the script and handed it in, and knew which classmates and teachers played which roles, she rarely went to the rehearsal room and continued to focus on her training. Therefore, this live final performance was actually the first time she saw the work in its entirety.

No one could remain unaffected by this emotion, and the third grade class won first place with an almost overwhelming advantage.

This play does not have a single protagonist. At the flag-raising ceremony, Gu Zongnian, as the link connecting the entire plot, went on stage to receive the award on behalf of the third grade. In his speech, he said:

“The winners of this competition are not the teachers and students of the third grade, but the ancestors who sacrificed their blood and lives for today’s hope in the turbulent torrent of history.”

Gu Zongnan wrote this manuscript himself and kept it to himself for several days. Even when Song Pingqing offered to take a look at it for him, he refused.

It is hard to say whether the child has made progress in his studies, but at least his cultural level has definitely improved. At least when he performed for his parents at home, he successfully moved the Gu couple.

It can be seen that this stage play competition has a profound impact on Gu Zongnian. Who knows, maybe there will really be a patriotic businessman in their team in the future.

The rumors deliberately spread by Jiang Zhao also turned into bubbles in the creation of this new positioning.

In the aftermath of the heated discussion, Murong Xue successfully completed the two major tasks of "rescuing Gu Zongnan from rumors" and "educating Gu Zongnan", completed the two branch tasks of "directing a work" and "dealing with Gu Zongnan", and retired smoothly.

Wu Zhenming came to watch the performance and soon after he returned, he bought another copy of the script from Song Pingqing. Song Pingqing was so excited that he held his passbook in his arms.

Wow, that’s so awesome. Grandma has a seven-figure savings at such a young age.

Murong Xue was tired from studying so she stretched out her arms and legs. When she opened the bedroom door, she saw Song Pingqing rolling around on the carpet in the living room with a small notebook in his arms.

"What are you crazy about?" Murong Xue walked over and looked down at the person lying on the ground.

Song Pingqing opened her passbook and showed Murongxue her balance: "Look! I'm going to be a wealthy woman!"

The balance had a string of zeros, and Song Pingqing had saved a total of 1.2 million.

"I will keep working hard! I will try to become a multi-millionaire soon!" Song Pingqing was so happy that his eyes were shining and his whole body was filled with desire for money.

"You're going to make a difference." Murong Xue sat down on the sofa next to her, poured herself a glass of water, took two sips, and then said slowly, "This year, the new property Yipin Mingju opened in Jincheng, and the opening price was 110,000 per square meter. This is just the price for 11 square meters."

What’s more, the smallest house in Yipin Mingju is 450 square meters, and the larger duplex is 1,300 square meters.

Song Pingqing sat up, holding the passbook tightly in his arms, and said with a messy head of hair, "You can't compare like that. How can one million not be a lot? There are still many people in the poor mountain villages who can't afford to eat."

“…Can’t you be more ambitious and earn enough to buy a house?”

This is exactly the same level of Versailles as what Jack Ma said back then: "Make a small profit first."

"It is important for people to know themselves." Song Pingqing's tone was full of ups and downs. "Let alone buying a house there, even if one fell from the sky and fell into my pocket, I can't afford the property management fee."

"It is better for people to master the wealth within their own cognition." Song Pingqing concluded.

At least she has no control over the house there now.

Murong Xue put down the cup and said lightly: "Okay." Then I won't force you to accept it immediately.

Song Pingqing will never know what he missed that day.

Murong Xue's tenth birthday ended with the final exam. After returning to Jincheng City, before they had time to rest, President Murong Ba assigned them a new task.

After seeing the changes in Gu Zongnan, the Gu couple became full of trust in Murong Ba, and packed up their son's belongings and sent him to Jincheng City, along with a bunch of gifts, calling it tuition.

President Murong Ba did not have any special reaction to this, and his expression was not even as vivid as when he was reading a business contract. He simply asked someone to accept the gift and Gu Zongnan.

This year's task is very simple and crude. The theme is "Entrepreneurship" and the purpose is "Experience the hardships of entrepreneurial life."

First, let the six children draw lots to be divided into two groups, and then they were packed and thrown in the north and south directions of Jincheng City. Each group had a nanny to take care of their daily life and two bodyguards to ensure their safety.

Each of them was given 300,000 yuan in start-up capital, and they were allowed to choose their own themes to open a store. After two months, those who made more profit could get an additional unknown reward.

"If you are bold and confident in your entrepreneurial project, you can also start a business with your own money." President Murong announced a very confusing rule.

Song Pingqing originally thought that if she could be drawn into a group with Murong Xue, she would be able to water ski happily. However, unfortunately, the two of them were separated right from the start.

If Mr. Murong Ba had not been there, Song Pingqing would have thrown the bamboo stick to the ground and cursed his damn luck.

The grouping results are as follows:

Group 1: Murong Xue, Gu Zongnan, and Liu Junxi.

The second group: Song Pingqing, Shen Ci, and Wu Qiming.

Ever since he finished rehearsing the stage play under the guidance of Director Murong, Gu Zongnan has been extremely afraid of Murong Xue and tried to exchange bamboo sticks with Shen Ci on the spot.

"Brother! Brother Shen! You are my brother, let's switch..." Before Gu Zongnan could finish his words, he was stared back at by Murong Xue's death gaze.

At that time, I squatted in the corner and drew circles feeling aggrieved.

After the draw, the two groups set off on the spot, each heading north and south.

It is said that one is going to suffer the hardships of starting a business, but in fact, this is not hardship at all. Walking into this simply decorated house of more than 200 square meters, Song Pingqing couldn't help but sneered.

Damn, the way rich people see suffering is really the upper limit of what we mortals can imagine about a wealthy life.

Wu Qiming and Shen Ci were startled by Song Pingqing's sneer.

Wu Qiming and Shen Ci looked at each other and asked cautiously, "What's wrong, brother? Do you think this house...is not okay?"

I never thought that my eldest brother was a person who cared a lot about the living environment.

Wu Qiming even still remembers that when they were in the countryside, Song Pingqing even knew that the old house would fall into dust, so he had to set up a small tent in the house.

"Okay, of course. It's absolutely great." Song Pingqing replied, sighing deeply in his heart for his own poor understanding.

Perhaps it was because Song Pingqing's tone was too deep, and he didn't seem to care about the accommodation environment, so as soon as they entered the house, Wu Qiming and Shen Ci automatically carried their suitcases and ran to the two small rooms without private bathrooms.

"Brother, even though we call you brother, you are a girl after all. So, I won't compete with you for the master bedroom." Wu Qiming said as he walked.

"It's more convenient for you to live in the master bedroom." Shen Ci also said, "This place is very close to Jincheng University. I can occasionally go and live with my brother."

………It was incomprehensible, but considering that he had gained an advantage, Song Pingqing didn’t say anything.

She is now old enough to wear a vest, so it is indeed more convenient for her to live in the master bedroom, as she has a sunny balcony to dry her clothes separately.

The first day was spent cleaning the house together.

The next day, when nanny Liu Ma came to work, she brought a map that Song Pingqing asked her to bring yesterday.

With 300,000 yuan of startup capital, every penny must be spent wisely.

After reading the map, Song Pingqing immediately decided: "Let's open a milk tea shop!"

We all ran to the vicinity of the university town. The milk tea industry was not well developed at that time. What else were we going to do if not make milk tea?

Anyway, ever since Murong Xue and he were not drawn into the same group, Song Pingqing felt that the result of the competition was no longer important. What was important was to get some assets for himself and make some money.

When Song Pingqing was 20 years old in her previous life, the milk tea industry was so popular that there were eight chain stores of different brands on one street. At that time, relying on her youth and good health, she drank milk tea like water.

Later, when I got older, I didn't dare to spend money anymore and started to take care of my health. But I have drunk a lot of milk tea and fruit tea. Even though I haven't paid attention to it for a long time, now that I suddenly want to do this business, my mind is full of various recipes.

Please! Her family is now in the logistics business! Can’t they get fresh raw materials?

"I decided to start a business with my own money. Do you want to join?" Song Pingqing asked out of politeness.

Wu Qiming pinched himself hard: "Am I dreaming?"

"What's wrong?" Shen Ci asked him.

"Didn't we just get the questions yesterday? How come she can be so confident today that she will pay for it herself?"

Although three hundred thousand is not a big number for Wu Qiming, he can easily afford it.

"That may be because our eldest brother is gifted." Shen Ci was much calmer than Wu Qiming. After all, he knew who provided the money and ideas for his brother's business.

He did it as soon as he said it. Perhaps it was because he had no house in his previous life and the memory of moving back and forth with several children was too painful, so in this life, Song Pingqing had a strange obsession with buying a house.

After the agent showed him several shops that were to be rented out, Song Pingqing immediately pointed to two of them and asked, "Are these two shops for sale?"

Wu Qiming and Shen Ci were too lazy to be shocked or entangled. Wu Qiming reacted the fastest and was the first to find his position and began to make a joke: "Yes, if there is a suitable shop, it is not impossible to buy it."

The agent obviously realized that the child in front of him was very likely to become his God of Wealth, and quickly pointed to one of the two stores that Song Pingqing had just pointed out:

"You've asked the right question. The landlord of this shop has recently encountered some problems in his business and is in a hurry to sell it. I only want 900,000 yuan."

This shop is really not big, just a small storefront of less than 20 square meters. The location is really good, and the monthly rent alone is 10,000 yuan.

This was ten thousand yuan when the gold price was 91 yuan per gram. If converted according to the gold price, it is equivalent to a store with a monthly rent of 600 to yuan when the gold price was yuan.

What Song Pingqing cared about was not the multiple relationship between the monthly rent and the house price, nor did she worry too much about whether there was any water in the rent and house price of this store. After all, she knew how outrageous the house price increase in Jincheng City was. After all, house prices would sooner or later usher in a wave of crazy increases.

The point is this store

"Nine hundred thousand is too high!" Song Pingqing slammed the table, "Eight hundred thousand, you contact the owner and ask, if you can afford it, pay the full amount, we'll sign the contract and transfer the ownership today."

Wu Qiming couldn't stop him and could only watch Song Pingqing buy a shop for him without any hesitation.

The bodyguards behind Song Pingqing were also confused. The person they were following didn't look like a ten-year-old child at all.