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

Ever since he made up his mind to try his hand in the milk tea industry, which is not yet full of competition, Song Pingqing felt that he really needed to find Mo Ruanruan to discuss experience.

Ever since Mo Ruanruan and Wu Zhenming officially became a family, she had more or less learned from Wu Zhenming about how Mr. Murong raised his children. At the time, she was just a little envious of how much Mr. Murong cared about his daughter, and then she didn't think any more about it.

Unexpectedly, he would receive a call from Song Pingqing so soon. At that time, Wu Zhenming was next to Mo Ruanruan, and he almost immediately gestured for Mo Ruanruan to agree.

After chatting for a few minutes, Mo Ruanruan hung up the phone, moved closer to Wu Zhenming, hugged her, and rubbed her cheek against Wu Zhenming's cheek: "What's wrong? Can you take a child's matter so seriously?"

"A kid with a backer behind him will be more taken seriously." Wu Zhenming reached out and held Mo Ruanruan's hand, his eyes still fixed on the "Turning Around for You Season 4 Planning Proposal" in front of him.

After about 20 to 30 seconds, Wu Zhenming gently tugged at Mo Ruanruan's finger, tilted his head slightly and said to Mo Ruanruan, "To be honest, Mr. Murong cares about them very much. No matter what the kids do, Mr. Murong will know, and he will pay your tuition in other ways."

"Among these children, apart from his own daughter, Song Pingqing is the one who gets the most attention. So she came to you for advice. No matter how much she can learn, that's her business, but you have to teach her well."

Mo Ruanruan uttered "Huh", seemed to be lost in thought, and her fingers subconsciously stroked the back of Wu Zhenming's hand.

After Wu Zhenming said this, "Turning Around for You Season 4 Planning Proposal" was playing on the computer again. Mo Ruanruan subconsciously remembered that these children seemed to have visited Wu Zhenming's company two years ago, and thought of the popular program and the exclusive title sponsor.

After a moment, Mo Ruanruan couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "So you also received the tuition paid by Mr. Murong? Is it the sponsorship of this program?"

"Yes." They were all family, so Wu Zhenming had no intention of hiding anything from her. He raised his head and leaned into Mo Ruanruan's arms. "But even without Mr. Murong's sponsorship, we won't lose money. These children are very talented."

Advice on entrepreneurship was not a big deal for Mo Ruanruan. Although she was very busy now, she was not so busy that she didn't even have time to eat. So she thought about it for a moment and quickly sent a text message to Song Pingqing with the time and place of the meeting.

When Song Pingqing received the meeting place, Wu Qiming had already found a very reliable decoration team through the recommendation of his own employees.

Why not ask their parents? Because the decoration team their parents recommended was too high-end, and their current small workshop could not afford that money.

Song Pingqing was going to Wen City to have dinner with Mo Ruanruan, so naturally he needed to take a bodyguard with him and drive the car away.

"Brother!!! You took the car away. How are we going to get home after we're done with our work!!!" Wu Qiming was quite resentful.

"Bus No. 11, you deserve it." Song Pingqing's answer was quite cold.

"What is bus number 11?" Wu Qiming was confused. "Is there any new meme that I don't know about recently?"

Shen Ci thought about it and politely declined the question: "Do you mean walking back on your own two feet?"

"Bingo!" Song Pingqing nodded, asked the bodyguard to take the car keys, and waved at them, "Then I'll leave first, and I'll be back as soon as possible."

"Brother! You must come back soon!" The little fat boy behind him cried unwillingly, "These few days we can only walk to and from work with the remaining bodyguards!!"

The bodyguard who stayed behind gave him a look that said, "Let me see if you're capable of this."

In fact, the store is only about two kilometers away from where I live, so it's so dangerous.

Shen Ci patted Wu Qiming on the shoulder: "It's okay, Third Brother, just think of it as losing weight. Opportunities are rare and will never come again."

Song Pingqing laughed out loud and went out.

"That smile is really villainous." Wu Qiming sighed.

When Murong Xue called Song Pingqing on his cell phone, Song Pingqing had already arrived in Wen City and was on his way to the restaurant where Mo Ruanruan had made an appointment.

"You haven't called me these few days." Murong Xue started with this sentence.

Ah... it seems so. Although President Murong Ba did not say it explicitly, the children all regarded the other team as competitors. The frequency of contact has dropped sharply in the past few days.

Song Pingqing was stunned for a moment, then said very frankly, "Aren't you going to compete? Aren't you afraid that I might call you to get military information?"

Murong Xue seemed to be choked by Song Pingqing's words, and there was a brief silence over there.

The instinctive desire to survive made Song Pingqing's hair stand on end on the other end of the phone.

She could almost imagine the reaction of the young lady on the other end of the phone.

I'm angry and want to lose my temper, but I can't. I have to hold it in. I can't hold it in.

So when the eldest lady spoke, there was already a hint of coldness in her words: "Besides competition and business, there is nothing else to talk about between us, right?"

Even though Song Pingqing had eaten another meal, he could still hear the dissatisfaction and anger in these words. He immediately sat up straight and admitted his mistake quickly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

After all, in front of a boss like Murong Xue, it is better to admit your mistakes and propose solutions than to make any excuses.

"I'll come play with you when I get back, okay?"

"Wait for you to come back?" Murong Xue's tone was a little strange, "Where are you going?"

"Didn't we agree not to ask about competition and business?" Song Pingqing muttered to himself, but immediately answered honestly, "I'll go find the source of goods."

It’s just that she needs to find Mo Ruanruan first to learn some common sense about the industry, and then get the source of goods.

Murong Xue was really angry this time and laughed: "Okay, you go ahead and do your thing, and don't disturb our busy boss Song."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Song Pingqing held up his cell phone awkwardly.

It's bad. Before we can even deal with the things outside, problems have already occurred at home.

The quality of the calls at this time was not very good, and the bodyguard who was working part-time as a driver heard it. He subconsciously glanced at Song Pingqing's expression in the mirror and asked carefully: "Miss Song, where are you going now?"

Where to go? I have already arrived in Wen City. I should go find Mo Ruanruan for dinner first, and then return to Jincheng City immediately to apologize.

Song Pingqing sighed deeply: "Let's go to the restaurant."

"Okay Miss Song."

Song Pingqing immediately called Shen Ci.

They were still renovating their place, and the background noise was extremely loud: "What's wrong? Have you arrived in Vancouver?"

"Well, I'm in Vancouver, but there was a small problem. I need you to order a bouquet of flowers for me. I'll go back and get it later." Song Pingqing held his forehead and said helplessly.

"Flowers? What do you want flowers for?" Wu Qiming's voice suddenly came out.

"...When did you learn how to eavesdrop on phone calls?" Song Pingqing said angrily, "Just watch your decoration team!"

"Tsk~ Forget it. There are no secrets in this world for me." Wu Qiming turned around and left, throwing the phone to Shen Ci.

"Sorry, sorry, my hands were dirty just now. When I saw it was you calling, I asked him to answer the phone for me." Shen Ci quickly caught the phone, not caring about the dirt on his hands.

"Hey, it's okay." Song Pingqing didn't really want to lose his temper, but the fewer people who knew about the young lady's wrath, the better. "By the way, ask Auntie to help me cook the pearls. I taught her last time. Please."

"Okay, don't worry." Shen Ci's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Be careful on the way back."

Or Song Pingqing should call Shen Ci to see how reliable he is.

As the middleman between Song Pingqing and Mo Ruanruan, Wu Qiming should have come here for a look, but the decoration work was urgent, so it would be more appropriate for the two of them to supervise the store together.

It is not in line with the business rules to skip the middleman and have a private dinner together, but considering the trip to Country Y last year and the wedding celebrations for the two sisters during their wedding on May Day this year, it was not too rude for Song Pingqing to have a private dinner with Mo Ruanruan.

When Song Pingqing arrived at the hotel, Mo Ruanruan was already there. When Song Pingqing saw her, he quickly ran over and said, "Sister Ruanruan."

"Hmm?" Mo Ruanruan reached out and rubbed Song Pingqing's head, and said to the waiter, "You can serve the food."

"Yes, ma'am." The waiter immediately retreated from the box.

"Why do you think of inviting me to dinner now?" Mo Ruanruan went straight to the point.

"Uncle Murong asked us to form groups to start a business. I chose the catering industry, so I wanted to seek your advice." Song Pingqing heard about the story of his sister-in-law's rise to wealth from Wu Qiming early in the morning.

For Mo Ruanruan, as long as she doesn't disturb the lesbian couple's world of two, she is actually a very good big sister.

Fortunately, she was also a henpecked husband, and he followed his wife's instructions and gave very detailed answers to many of Song Pingqing's questions.

"Your idea is quite unique." Mo Ruanruan thought Song Pingqing's idea was very interesting.

But perhaps it is because the size of the safe haven is too small at the moment, and high-sugar drinks such as milk tea do not sound very healthy, so it is not favored by the wealthy.

Or perhaps it is because milk tea has not yet fully demonstrated its almost crazy future market and is unable to attract the attention of capital.

So from the current perspective, Mo Ruanruan just thought that Song Pingqing's ideas were interesting and didn't take it too seriously.

"You don't actually need many raw materials." Mo Ruanruan wrote down a few names and addresses for her, "You can take a look at these material suppliers."

Song Pingqing nodded. "For milk and the like, we need to consider the issue of freshness, so we need to buy it nearby. These two stores seem pretty good, but I only have one store and the quantity I need is not much, so I don't know if they can deliver it."

"You want to use fresh milk?" Mo Ruanruan was slightly puzzled. "Then the cost will be high."

"Yeah, not bad."

After all, Song Pingqing didn't expect to make too much money. His main purpose was to create an affordable brand that everyone could afford.

The money invested can be earned back from the franchise fee in the future, so it doesn’t matter.

Seeing that she didn't care, Mo Ruanruan didn't interfere with her decision and circled one of the factories. "Then I recommend this factory to you. Their craftsmanship is good, and they have their own distribution channels in Jincheng City. The freshness of their products can be guaranteed."

"Sister, do you have the address of this factory?" Song Pingqing asked.

The ink-soft pen tip hesitated for a moment, then quickly said, "I have the contact information of the person in charge of their factory. I'll call them later to help you get in touch, and then send you the phone number."

If I let her go directly, considering Song Pingqing's age, the other party would probably think I was trying to trick her.

"Thank you, Sister Ruanruan." Song Pingqing could of course see why Mo Ruanruan hesitated for a moment, and immediately nodded obediently to express her gratitude.

"Since you are using fresh milk, do you also have to use fresh tea leaves?" Mo Ruanruan asked again.

Song Pingqing nodded, then shook his head: "I have some ideas about tea, can you give me some advice?"

"You say." Mo Ruanruan was of course happy to hear what she was thinking.

"About three years ago, my uncle asked us to go to a small village in Province N to participate in the design of a poverty alleviation project."

Mo Ruanruan nodded. She had indeed heard about this matter from Wu Zhenming.

"In fact, N Province is rich in products, but the road was not built at that time, so those products could not be transported out, so it was so poor. According to the plan announced at that time, the current Shan'ao Village should have just been connected to the road."

Song Pingqing slowly talked about his plan: "I have also searched for some information these days. Although the tea in Province N is not as famous as that in Province Y and Province H, the soil composition is suitable for growing tea, and there is a lot of output every year. In addition, I need a lot of jams and honeys. In short, these are not fresh fruits, so there is no need to worry too much about transportation losses, and these things can be produced in Province N."

"You want to purchase these from Province N?" Mo Ruanruan seemed to be thinking about whether Song Pingqing's idea was feasible. Soon, she shook her head slightly, "But you are still a child now. You don't have enough energy and connections to purchase so many things locally."

Indeed, this is what Song Pingqing lacks most at the moment.

As for the milk tea shop, you can hire someone to help run it. After all, the recipe of milk tea is not a secret that can be kept hidden for a long time. It is so simple that there is almost no technical content. As long as you have a discerning taste, you will most likely be able to get the recipe right after tasting it a few times.

The real focus lies in the source of goods and quality control. I cannot trust anyone with these things, so I can only hand them over to my own people.

"I remember your parents are in the logistics business. Have you asked them for help?" Mo Ruanruan looked at Song Pingqing lost in thought and knew that the little girl had listened to her words and tried to make suggestions.

"My parents may not have the energy to focus on this right now." Song Pingqing sighed slightly. She really didn't want to cause trouble for the couple. After all, it would be great if they could quickly handle the mess in front of them.

"Well... then you need to think of solutions from other aspects." Mo Ruanruan thought about the people around her, and there was no one suitable to recommend to Song Pingqing.

As expected, at the initial stage of the 21st century, talent is still the most scarce.

Song Pingqing: When I wanted to make great plans, I never expected that the most difficult part would be the lack of people!!!

Or maybe she graduated from university at a wrong time. Employers at that time would not dare to mistreat college students.