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

"Are you going into the drinks business? The one you gave me yesterday?"

Murong Xue simply stopped thinking about the problem that she couldn't figure out for the time being and turned to discuss other things with Song Pingqing.

"We agreed not to discuss the topic." Song Pingqing complained, and then said, "Yes, I plan to do that."

"You have done market research in such a short time?" Murong Xue asked.

How is it possible!!! Song Pingqing looked at Murongxue deeply and said, "I believe in my intuition."

Grandma, I have full confidence in my memories of my past lives.

Murong Xue was speechless on the spot: "Are you serious? You do business based on intuition?"

"Yeah, I even bought a shop with my own money."

Someone is super proud.

Murong Xue was silent. Murong Xue tried to speak. Murong Xue failed. Murong Xue tried to speak again.

I want to speak but I stop, I want to speak but I stop, I want to speak but I stop, I want to speak but I stop…

Countless thoughts came to mind, and in the end, only one sentence came out: "Forget it. As long as you are happy."

How come this person is sometimes reliable and sometimes unreliable?

"What about you? What are you going to do?"

"Overseas shopping." Murong Xue replied, "Brother Shen has already built the prototype of the website. I plan to try out the global shopping concept you mentioned before offline first."

You really know how to connect in series and in parallel. Song Pingqing was confused and said weakly: "Well... for such a big plate, is 300,000 enough?"

Sea and air freight both cost a lot of money.

Murong Xue snorted coldly: "That's definitely not enough, but there are cheap and useful things overseas. Are you still worried about not being able to find them?"

"The best price you mean is 20 to 30 yuan." Song Pingqing looked at the house of more than 200 square meters, and thought of what President Murong said about "the hardships of starting a business", and was speechless for a moment.

Well, the two people's projects are equally unreliable. One has no market research, and the other has no knowledge of money.

It's wonderful and fair. No one should laugh at anyone else and no one should think that anyone else is out of line.

They are all outrageous people, what's the point of tuning?

Not long after, the two also got up and finished their breakfast under the gaze of Song Pingqing's old lady.

Watching them eat, Song Pingqing turned on the Tang Monk mode.

"How can you not eat on time?"

"If I don't eat on time, I'll get stomach problems. I don't want to hang out with unhealthy people."

"Not eating on time is immoral and will disappoint the person who prepared the meal."

"A soldier who doesn't eat on time won't make a good general."

"You can't eat too little either. Wasting food is immoral. How many people in this world don't even have enough to eat? And you're actually wasting it."

"Nutrition should be balanced and the structure should be reasonable."

"The food out there is unhealthy. How can it be as delicious as what Zhang Ma cooks?"

Gu Zongnian: "Brother, if you are hungry, eat more."

Gu Zongnan’s face was full of despair: Please shut up.

Liu Junxi fell into deep thought: Why do I suddenly feel that Monk Sha was very happy when he said, "Master was captured by the monster?"

Murong Xue was shocked: What nonsense is she talking about?

The only happy person in the whole place seemed to be Aunt Zhang who was mopping the floor: I really wanted to jump up and applaud Miss Song!!!

Song Pingqing: I am the reinforcement invited by Aunt Zhang!

Song Pingqing came here for a visit and left after completing his mission. He contacted his bodyguard to come downstairs to pick him up, and planned to go back with his computer to continue planning his itinerary.

It would be better for everyone to go back to their own homes and do their own work, so as not to think that the other party's actions are too coquettish.

Doing business is like making every penny count. On the way back to the south of the city, Song Pingqing was not idle. He called the factory to confirm the visiting time, which was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon.

The driver wore sunglasses to hide his helpless mood.

Really, he was definitely deceived by Mr. Murong. He was promised to take care of three children for a vacation, and he thought it would be a hard job. Who could have expected that these little brats would work hard for their careers, leaving him, a poor man, to work overtime like crazy.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and found that Song Pingqing was also looking at him through the rearview mirror, and he couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on his back.

"Miss Song, do you have any instructions?"

"Are you interested in doing a part-time job?" Song Pingqing asked thoughtfully.

The catering industry needs to obtain a health certificate. It’s okay for their three children to develop drinks, but if they really want to work in the store, they still need an adult.

These two bodyguards are handsome, well-proportioned, and have good temperament.

Well...if this were to be used to do something like beating lemons, she thought it would be quite appropriate.

Thinking of Mr. Murong's instructions before he left, "try your best to complete the work they assign to you", the bodyguard shed tears in his heart: "Or can you tell me what your part-time job is?"

"Oh, just work in the store we opened." Song Pingqing said with a smile, "Make some drinks or something, and I'll give you a monthly salary of 1,500 yuan, how about that?"

"I really want to agree." Two thousand yuan is not a small amount, but the bodyguard is a little sad, "But I have a talent for cooking."

"Don't worry." Song Pingqing smiled, just like a matchmaker in the countryside, who only deceived people. "I have a recipe. It's very simple. You can definitely learn it."

Fifteen thousand, fifteen thousand. At that time, college students only earned a few dollars. This was a legal other source of income and was within the range allowed by Mr. Murong.

The bodyguard gritted his teeth and calmed his restless conscience: "Then I'll try."

"Okay, please communicate with the other big brother as well." Song Pingqing was happy.

Next, she has a lot of things to do. In addition to working in the beverage shop, there are many other things that are not suitable for a minor during the process of opening a shop.

Song Pingqing must find a very reliable and absolutely trustworthy adult to help.

After thinking about it for a long time and going through many candidates in his mind, Song Pingqing finally chose to call Xu Jinmei, his mother in this life.

Xu Jinmei was also very busy, and from her voice it could be heard that she was not in a very good mood today, but when she received Song Pingqing's call, she still found a quiet place to answer it.

"What's wrong with Abao? Why did you call me at this time? What happened?" Xu Jinmei's voice was very soft.

"It's not like anything happened."

After hearing Xu Jinmei's voice, Song Pingqing felt that something was wrong with her and asked worriedly, "Mom, have you been tired recently? Why does your voice sound so wrong to me?"

It has been almost four years since Song Pingqing came here. Even including the Chinese New Year, the frequency with which the family meet can be counted on one hand. Although they only call every other day and can't talk about much, the relationship between the family is still good.

They are all very sensible people who don't care about trivial matters. It must be hard for them to not get along.

In recent years, when the mother and daughter talked on the phone, the most common things they said were "How are you?", "Don't overwork", "The weather is bad recently", "Have you eaten on time", etc., which sounded meaningless.

It sounds very formulaic and emotionless, but it is not. At least the person involved, Song Pingqing, does not think so.

As someone who was raised from a grandmother to a child, she knew very well that when the closest elders gave such instructions, it might be a bit nagging, but every word was truly out of concern from the bottom of their hearts.

Although the mother and daughter are not that familiar with each other, there is still affection between them.

"No." Xu Jinmei didn't want to show her tired side in front of her daughter. She adjusted her state and said in a relaxed tone, "I just had a meeting. The meeting room was too stuffy. I haven't recovered yet."

Song Pingqing had been very experienced in his previous life, so how could he not hear that Xu Jinmei was pretending to be relaxed and didn't want him to hear her tiredness.

After thinking for a while, Song Pingqing did not expose the truth, but explained the reason for his call: "This summer, my uncle asked us to form groups to start a business with a starting capital of 300,000 yuan. My uncle said that if we are confident in our project, we can use our own money to do it, and the profits will also be ours."

"Yeah." Xu Jinmei responded, thinking that Song Pingqing didn't have enough money. "I'll call you later."

In fact, she also felt that Song Pingqing should be rich, but she also felt that Song Pingqing was just a little girl after all. Living in that kind of environment, how could she resist not spending money?

So when Song Pingqing opened her mouth, Xu Jinmei thought that she needed money.

Song Pingqing felt a little dazed after hearing this, as if he had returned to the scene when he was in college in his previous life and asked his family for living expenses.

She hasn't experienced the feeling of her parents giving her money for many, many, many years.

I am moved, but I don't want it. It is not easy for her parents to make money now.

Logistics is a hard-earned job.

"How could I be short of money?" Song Pingqing said cheerfully, "You know I'm not a spendthrift, I'm very careful with my money, and my uncle gave me so much money that I can't spend it all."

Song Pingqing is cautious with his money and would spend millions at will.

Yeah. Shop + investment, 106 million was spent directly, and someone now has barely 20 in his pocket.

In fact, she has quite a bit of money in her pocket.

"Your father and I have made some money recently. If you need any money, just tell us." Xu Jinmei always felt that her daughter asked too little of her parents and almost never asked them for anything.

"It's only three hundred thousand. Your father and I can still afford it."

Three hundred thousand is no longer a huge fortune for the Song family today.

They have taken over the business for more than half a year. At this time, logistics companies do not make as much money as they will in the future era of online shopping, so the Murong family takes care of the business a lot.

The couple has even been considering whether to buy another house to improve their living environment. After all, such a cramped and old house is not a long-term solution.

"I'm really rich." Song Pingqing was helpless, but secretly happy at the same time: How could there be a good kid like me who is so worry-free and can make money for the family?

"You have to give your mother a chance to support you." Xu Jinmei sighed. It's not a good thing for a child to be too worry-free, because she always feels guilty.

"Ah - then when you and dad are free, buy me a small apartment. I want to design and decorate it myself." Song Pingqing thought for a while and said, "I want a higher ceiling."

It would be rude to refuse again, and it just so happens that she has a little wish, which is to play Space Jenga in her own apartment!

"Okay." Xu Jinmei agreed immediately and asked, "Is there anything else you want?"

“…I want my mom to help me register a company.” Song Pingqing continued in one breath.

My dear girl, I am waiting for her here.

Xu Jinmei was speechless for a while before she spoke: "Okay, Mom supports you. Call me in advance when you need me to cooperate with you."

Song Pingqing didn't expect Xu Jinmei to agree so easily. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "You agreed."

She felt that Xu Jinmei especially needed to download a national anti-fraud APP.

"Is it not good to support you?" Xu Jinmei thought her daughter was very cute, so she spoke in a gentle tone, pretending to be embarrassed, "Then I will think about it again?"

"No, no, no, mom is so nice, mom is the best." Song Pingqing reacted immediately and hurriedly tried to make amends, "Mom, let me tell you, this time it's your daughter who has to make money with her own brain. When she makes enough money, she will buy you a big villa. We can also live in a nice house and find a few nannies to take care of you."

Xu Jinmei was speechless again on the other end of the phone, smiling helplessly, thinking in her heart that it would be better to rely on myself than to rely on you to buy a villa.

He also thought that his daughter was so adorable. She hadn't even started her business yet, but she had already learned how to make empty promises.

The old mother felt complicated and a little sad. She just felt that her daughter was pushed to grow up by life at a young age and did not enjoy many happy childhood times.

But I also feel that Song Pingqing is a very good person, smart, cute, and has so many noble friends, so he will have a smooth life.

Thinking of this, Xu Jinmei felt worried, relieved, and a little proud.

"Okay! Mom is waiting for you to buy a big villa for her!" Xu Jinmei said with a smile. At this moment, she seemed to have completely let go of the depression she had at work today. She said cheerfully, "It has to be a three-story house with a garden!"

"That would be great. When I open the window I'll see the garden. How beautiful it is."

You see, parents are easy to coax, at least that's the case for Song Pingqing. After just a few words, he not only made Xu Jinmei happy, but also got his own things done.

The pressure on Xu Jinmei and Song's father actually comes from Song Pingqing.

The couple were both smart people. They knew early on that the reason they were able to take over the logistics company was because President Murong Ba saw that Song Pingqing was dedicated to Murong Xue.

This made Xu Jinmei and Song's father feel very guilty towards Song Pingqing. They were both in their prime, so it was unreasonable for them to rely on their ten-year-old daughter.

Oh, Song Pingqing was not even ten years old at that time.

To this end, the couple really put in a desperate effort to work hard on their career, determined not to let their daughter's efforts down.

When Xu Jinmei returned to the office, Song's father had been waiting for her for a while. When he saw her come in, he couldn't wait to ask, "What does my daughter want to see you about?"

Xu Jinmei told him what had just happened in detail, and Song's father also sighed after a moment of silence.

The old father ignored the slightly wet corners of his eyes and picked up the car keys on the table: "I'll go talk to Mr. Liu again."

His 10-year-old daughter is still working hard! How can he back down just because he didn't close a deal within three attempts?

Song Pingqing successfully achieved upward management, and Song's father and mother were determined to make their daughter a rich second-generation.

It's all pretty good.