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

The communication with Mo Ruanruan went smoothly. Song Pingqing not only took the opportunity to understand the procurement channels of raw materials, but Mo Ruanruan, the good sister, even very considerately taught her some details about store hygiene, waste disposal and so on.

Mo Ruanruan taught Song Pingqing all the experience she could impart. Song Pingqing wanted to take out a notebook and write it down on the spot.

"You can give some bottle paper shells to the sanitation workers who are responsible for cleaning this area, so that they can help clean your door when they go to work."

"There are also market management and market property management." Seeing that Song Pingqing could listen to her, Mo Ruanruan continued to talk about something a little more in-depth, "These people must be dealt with properly. In addition, since this is a catering industry, health certificates and licenses are very important, and none of them can be missing. Remember? None of them can be missing. All the certificates must be complete."

Song Pingqing nodded very seriously. These were all valuable knowledge that came from the careful teachings of the predecessors who had made their fortune. He must not let them down.

It was already eight o'clock when they finished the meal. Mo Ruanruan looked at her watch and said, "Where do you live? I'll take you there."

How can you let your child go home by himself in the middle of the night?

Unexpectedly, Song Pingqing shook his head and said, "I want to go back to Jincheng City."

"So anxious?" Mo Ruanruan looked at her in confusion. A child this young is already working so hard for her career?

"..." Song Pingqing was slightly embarrassed, "I just accidentally caused a small problem, and I need to go back and deal with it quickly."

The bodyguards have driven the car over.

"Okay, let me know when you get to Jincheng." Mo Ruanruan looked at the bodyguard, "It's dark, drive safely on the road. Take good care of Miss Song."

"Okay Ms. Mo."

However, after getting in the car, the bodyguard showed an embarrassed look: "Ms. Song, I don't know where the address of Chengbei is either."

"Your bodyguards in the south of the city don't know where the house in the north of the city is?" Song Pingqing was also shocked. "Your confidentiality work has been carried out to this extent?"

No, what's the point of this?

The meaning is that as long as certain people don't contact Murong Xue, they will never know where the eldest lady lives.

"The Murong family has always done a good job in security. This is our job." The bodyguard answered seriously.

"Then I really want to praise you guys!" Song Pingqing said insincerely, "Then let's go back to the north of the city first. I'll get something."

It's outrageous. It's really outrageous.

It's totally off the mark.

It’s better to find a traitor who can provide some key information.

Song Pingqing clicked the buttons on his old cell phone and said without looking up, "You'll know in a minute."

On the other side, Gu Zongnian hid in the toilet cubicle, editing information at a rapid speed, muttering as he typed, "Sister, don't blame your brother for passing on the message, it's just that your face looks too scary today.

After saying this, he pressed the send button, put the phone in his pocket, and left after the task was completed, hiding his achievements and fame.

Nothing wrong, idiot. Idiot Gu Zongnian, ranked fifth in the team, referred to as idiot.

Over there, Song Pingqing was lying in the car with his head tilted back. Not long after he dozed off, he received a "ding dong" text message alert. He clicked on it and saw that it was indeed a letter from Gu Zongnan, with the address accurate to the house number.

"The address in the south of the city is here." Song Pingqing handed the money to the bodyguard.

"You're forcing me to make a mistake." The bodyguard said, "We can't inquire about the other group's information."

"You didn't ask for this. The traitor next door sent it himself." Song Pingqing said, "If you don't go, you're not doing your job well. Do you want me to run from the south to the north of the city alone in the middle of the night?"

It would be better to stay there as a bodyguard. This is like getting into a thief's car.

When Song Pingqing knocked on the door with flowers and an extra-large cup of brown sugar pearl milk tea, Zhang Ma's expression was very subtle.

It was so subtle that she just stood at the door and had no intention of giving way to Song Pingqing at all.

The two had an extended exchange.

Song Pingqing's eyes: What do you mean?

Zhang Ma's eyes: It's nothing, please don't make things difficult for me.

Aunt Zhang looked aside with a twinkling look in her eyes.

Song Pingqing got it instantly, bent down, and squeezed in through the space deliberately left by Zhang Ma, holding the flowers and the cake.

Aunt Zhang pretended, "Oh! Miss Song! Miss Murong said you can't come in. Oh, my floor, you haven't changed your shoes yet!"

Look at this, look at this acting skill and this line delivery skill.

Or you can be a nanny in Murong's family.

They are all employees. If the boss is in a bad mood, of course he will ask the "emperor's close minister" who has the best relationship with the boss to clean the house.

Hey, guess what, Song Pingqing just went in, stood up and picked up the flowers, and in front of him was Murong Xue with a gloomy face.

As a qualified follower, Song Pingqing immediately smiled: "I can't help it. I felt someone's missing me, so I rushed back immediately. Is it fast?"

"Nonsense." Murong Xue saw the fatigue in her eyes, and her heart softened, but she didn't smile, "You obviously came back after you were done with your work."

"Oh my! You know so much about it. And you still say you haven't been secretly caring about me?"

Song Pingqing: You didn’t expect that, I’m good at grasping the key points~

Murong Xue grabbed the bouquet and pretended to throw it at Song Pingqing, but before she could throw it, she took it back, held it in her arms, and took a deep breath: "Humph, forget it, I can't sacrifice these flowers in vain."

After that, with Song Pingqing's eyes that said "I knew you wouldn't do that", she said in a tender voice: "Auntie Zhang, go find a vase and put the flowers in it."

Song Pingqing quickly handed over the milk tea in his hand: "Here, I made it especially for you."

"What is this? I have to drink it myself." Murong Xue said with a stern face and stretched out her hand to take it.

Song Pingqing naturally took out a straw and pierced it for her: "Try it."

Gu Zongnian and Liu Junxi had originally been hiding behind to avoid being affected, but at this moment they were stunned:

Oh my god, is this the way to please a girl? I learned it.

"Our eldest brother is quite amazing." Gu Zongnan couldn't help but sigh.

"No matter how powerful I am, I still need your support." Liu Junxi sighed, "You are so powerful that you dare to keep an eye on this storm and report the news."

Anyway, he totally didn't dare.

"No, No, No." Gu Zongnian pretended to be serious, shook his index finger, and said in an unfathomable manner, "You know what my sister is thinking. She definitely wants my brother to coax her, but she is too embarrassed to say it directly."

Liu Junxi made a gesture that said you are awesome.

Song Pingqing followed Murong Xue into her bedroom, and under her death gaze, Old Lady Song had no choice but to obediently change into one of her princess nightgowns.

"It's so ugly." Song Pingqing looked at herself in front of the floor-length mirror for a while, but it didn't look right no matter how she looked at it. She simply stopped looking and rolled onto the bed. "I won't step out of this bedroom door today."

Murong Xue rushed over and tickled her: "I haven't forgiven you yet!"

"You're talking nonsense. Why didn't you forgive me and let me enter your room?" Song Pingqing was so tired that he wanted to sleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

"That was because Aunt Zhang didn't stop it."

That was because Aunt Zhang didn't want to stop her.

Song Pingqing reached out and hugged her: "Okay, it's not important. So what happened to you these days? Why are you in such a bad mood?"

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue have known each other for a long time. Although Murong Xue has a proud personality, she is definitely not someone who would act unreasonably. She would not lose her temper for no reason just because of a phone call.

It's obvious that something happened and he's in a bad mood. He needs someone to comfort him but he can't say it directly.

She didn't want to say it, so Song Pingqing asked it himself.

As a little follower, your job is to provide emotional value to the young lady.

People can't abandon their jobs just to make money, right?

Murong Xue's attempt to tickle her hand suddenly became weak. She was silent for a while: "As soon as our store was renovated, someone came to say that we had not reported it, but we actually had already..."

…………Song Pingqing was speechless for a while.

Oh~

Isn’t this the situation that Mo Ruanruan just talked about?

"Also, the supplier that we had previously agreed on suddenly changed his mind and said someone else offered a higher price."

Murong Xue became more and more angry as she spoke: "What higher price? I think they just want to raise the price because we are in a hurry to open the business!"

…What a coincidence, Mo Ruanruan also guessed this question correctly.

Song Pingqing listened carefully and rubbed her back a few times: "Don't worry, the problem will be solved."

"I don't know what to do." Murong Xue's voice sounded extremely aggrieved.

Indeed, the eldest daughter was born into a wealthy family and was very good at balancing interpersonal relationships. When it came to setting traps for people, dealing with dissidents, managing subordinates, and negotiating and communicating, she had her own set of methods. However, all these actions relied on the people below her to be motivated and able to get things done, and she also had the capital.

Now that she has suddenly stepped down from the altar, Murong Xue has to deal with such trivial matters face to face. It is inevitable that she is at a loss and feels aggrieved.

Song Pingqing patted her on the back gently: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a small business, don't take it too seriously."

"But I can't even run a small business like this, what should I do in the future..." Murong Xue couldn't go on.

Song Pingqing felt a wet spot on his clothes.

Whoops.

Cried.

Murong Xue cried for a long time before she said in dissatisfaction: "Just look at me crying."

Song Pingqing patted her on the back: "I have been coaxing you all the time."

"You didn't say anything."

"It doesn't matter what you say." Song Pingqing turned sideways and used his other hand to smooth the hair on Murongxue's face. "It's important not to make you feel bad alone."

When Murong Xue heard this, her eyes became even redder and tears were about to fall again.

The eldest lady has never suffered such a great injustice since she was a child.

"Do you believe me?" Song Pingqing asked, looking into her eyes.

Murong Xue nodded.

"Okay, then listen to me." Song Pingqing stood up, went to the table and took some toilet paper, walked to the bed and sat down, and helped Murong Xue wipe away her tears bit by bit, "It's already very late, your task now is to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep, don't let this matter affect your rest. When you wake up tomorrow morning, have a good breakfast, and then tell me what exactly you encountered, and I will give you some advice."

Song Pingqing used a gentle tone as if coaxing a child, and looked straight into Murong Xue's eyes.

Different from Murong Ba's usual calm and sharp expression, no matter how eccentric Song Pingqing's usual behavior was, the look she gave Murong Xue was always gentle, even mixed with some kindness that was not consistent with her age.

Although Song Pingqing would occasionally say some irritating words with a teasing tone, every time Murong Xue looked into her eyes, she always felt that there was an inexplicable reassuring power in the other person.

Murong Xue felt that the thought in her mind was very strange, as the person in front of her was clearly just a girl who was only half a year older than her.

"Are you serious? Do you really have a solution?"

"Really." Song Pingqing has always been good at coaxing children. Even if Murong Xue came from a wealthy family, she was just a ten-year-old child at the moment.

"But if you don't go and get some rest and sleep now, this idea won't work tomorrow."

This was pure deception. Murong Xue could tell that and burst into laughter: "You have a deceitful mouth."

Song Pingqing smiled slyly: "I still want to trick ghosts, but unfortunately I don't have the chance."

This is the truth, otherwise she would have to mix a bowl of Meng Po soup to see what it tastes like.

"Why don't you go wash your face? It's so uncomfortable to sleep with a runny nose." Song Pingqing continued to tease her.

"You're the one with a runny nose!" Murong Xue jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom in the master bedroom.

No young lady could accept someone saying she cried so hard. Song Pingqing smiled and got up from the bed.

As soon as he stood up, Murong Xue poked her head out and said, "Don't go back today. Just sleep here."

"Okay." Song Pingqing agreed. After all, it was already 11:30 pm. According to the eldest lady's biological clock, if she went back now, she would have to get up at 6:30 tomorrow morning and rush over from the north of the city. It would be better for her to sleep here directly.

To be honest, even if Murong Xue didn't say it, Song Pingqing would stay in her room.

But even if I thought so, someone would still add a very venomous sentence: "Why? Are you afraid that if I run away, no one will give you advice?"

Murong Xue snorted, looked up and said, "That's right, what could be more important than making money!"

"Oh, yes, yes, people die for money and birds die for food. I know that." Song Pingqing collapsed on the bed and added casually.

When Murong Xue heard this, she immediately rushed out of the bathroom to vent her anger on her, but when she came out, she saw that the man had fallen asleep, and his face looked extremely tired and haggard.

Murongxue opened her mouth, wanting to wake her up and throw her into the bathroom, saying, "How can you sleep without taking a shower?" However, looking at Song Pingqing's tired face, Murongxue couldn't say this.

She wiped her hands, turned to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and covered Song Pingqing with it. After covering him, she admired this "pork roll" masterpiece with great satisfaction and clapped her hands with satisfaction.

She turned and left the bedroom, and said to Aunt Zhang who had arranged the flowers and was about to go to rest, "Aunt Zhang, bring me another set of clean quilts. Pingqing will have breakfast here tomorrow morning, remember to make her portion."

"Okay miss, I'll bring it to you right away." Aunt Zhang said immediately.

But in her heart she was thinking: The eldest lady's mind is really changeable. An hour ago she said that she couldn't open the door for Song Pingqing, but now the two of them are reconciled in the blink of an eye.

Murong Xue didn't care what Aunt Zhang was thinking. She picked up the milk tea on the side and took a few sips. She couldn't help but say in her heart: Oh, it's a bit sweet. I have to brush my teeth again later.