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

There were bursts of firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums. Two bodyguards wearing work clothes and aprons stood at the door and hung a banner that read "New store opening, buy one get one free."

There was even a circle of pink, white and blue balloons at the door. This lively atmosphere is simply the standard for the opening of a new store in this era.

Shen Ci was very foresighted. He ordered two mascot doll costumes early on and hired temporary workers to go around handing out free ice cream cone cards.

The ice cream cones in the picture look big and beautiful. On such a hot summer day, passers-by who see such promotions can't help but go into the store to get them. Some people can't save face and will naturally buy other things in the store.

Then Zhao Lei would smile and hand over a drink coupon of equal value: "There is a buy one get one free promotion for the opening of the new store! You can also choose to redeem it on the spot!"

People who travel alone will often take the coupons and leave. Those who want to bring drinks to family or friends will redeem them on the spot. When young couples come together to order, Zhao Lei will recommend them to order drinks of the same price, so that they can save the money for one drink.

With three children, there was no financial pressure, so they could just spend money recklessly on the event, and the store's traffic increased immediately.

But it's not a loss, after all, the cost of this thing is not that high.

Song Pingqing's side was bustling with activity, and Murongxue's side was also bustling with gongs and drums, firecrackers, red flags waving, and huge crowds of people...

Sorry, Aunt Baiyun went to the wrong set.

Anyway, it was crowded.

At that time, imported goods were mainly high-end luxury goods. When talking about imported products, everyone would say they were "rare goods". They were not as common as they were after the global shopping era.

Song Pingqing described this as follows: The swallows that used to fly in front of the Wang and Xie mansions have not yet flown into the homes of ordinary people.

So after Murong Xue used her connections in the Gu family to resolve the customs clearance issue, those affordable and easy-to-use imported products directly attracted a large number of people's attention.

After all, this is a time when the art world is rampant and people are madly boasting about how blue the sky is and how green the grass is in foreign countries.

For only thirty or forty-four, fifty or thirty yuan, you can buy an imported product that is written all over in English and is not marked as "made in China". This really touches the hearts of so many people.

After all, imported products don’t all come from America and Europe, there are also Koreans. Their cosmetics are really diverse, and most importantly, the exchange rate is not that outrageous.

Either Murong Xue has a broad vision, or when it comes to controlling consumers' psychology, Song Pingqing really has to admit defeat.

The two of them were having fun racing on their respective tracks without much competitive pressure.

The shops of the teams in the south and north of the city opened at the same time. Song Pingqing and Murong Xue gave each other flower baskets to express their blessings in a "reciprocal" manner.

In addition, people I used to know have more or less sent some gifts in return, such as flower baskets, money trees, lucky cats, golden abacus, etc., which I will not list here.

Song Pingqing distributed buy-a-cup-get-a-free drink cards. Pure tea and lemonade were both two yuan, lemon black tea and green tea were three yuan, and milk tea was three yuan and a half. There was also coffee (cheap version), which is indispensable for Jincheng people.

In addition to the traditional pearl red bean and coconut condiments, there are also Bobo taro balls and sago, pudding milk jelly and grass jelly, and cheese milk Oreo, all for one dollar each.

In short, apart from the small ingredients, Mixue Yue Cha still takes the affordable route. You won’t find a drink that costs more than five yuan in a store.

After all, the economy hadn't taken off yet.

The shop is mainly white with gold embellishments. Two bodyguards, Zhao Lei and Sun Chong, are wearing white shirts and making milk tea. One is sunny and handsome, and the other is cool and handsome. They look quite pleasing to the eye.

The turnover on the first day exceeded two thousand, and the two brothers' hands were cramped from working.

"Your extra income is not easy to earn." Zhao Lei complained. He already knew that Miss Song was actually not arrogant. She would occasionally say things to Song Pingqing that others would not say. "This is the first time I've made something edible."

A few days ago, in order to make a perfect ice cream cone, those invisible bodyguards almost vomited.

Song Pingqing agreed that they could give the broken ice cream cones and practice drinks away to others, under the pretext that "it doesn't matter if they're broken, but don't let your blood sugar get too high", but it would be better to ask the recipients for feedback.

With the approval of the "boss" and the expectation of feedback, the two bodyguards naturally sent their hidden colleagues first.

Invisible Bodyguard: So we are the guinea pigs in your experiment? After eating or drinking, we have to write a review to say whether it tastes good or not?

A world was achieved where only the bodyguards were injured.

Secretary Li looked at the bodyguard team's expense report and questioned from the bottom of his heart: "Did something happen? Why is the medical expense so high this month?"

"We can't help it. Some have heat stroke, some have diarrhea, and some have gastroenteritis." The bodyguard captain's face turned black, and he couldn't help but complain for his subordinates:

"Miss Song is really a little too much."

What great physical fitness these bodyguards have! How could they be tortured to such an extent that they all got acute gastroenteritis?! How much did they drink?!

Zhao Lei: Not much, not much, probably about five, six, seven or eight super refreshing iced cups per person a day.

It is estimated that after the event is over, Zhao Lei and Sun Chong, the only two people working in the store whose blood sugar levels will remain normal.

It is still the case that people from the same family are the best at cheating on their own people, and they always succeed.

When Secretary Li heard the words "Ms. Song", he picked up the pen and signed the reimbursement form without hesitation.

Others didn't know how much Song Pingqing was favored by the two bosses. He was a top secretary! A worm in the boss's stomach! A figure of Su Peisheng's level! How could he not know?

Secretary Li: "You should arrange the hidden bodyguard teams in the south and north of the city together and have them come in staggered shifts. Anyway, they know where each other is and what they are doing now, so there is no need to stop them."

The bodyguard captain was in tears: It’s not enough that you have betrayed my subordinates in one team, you are actually going to betray another team.

But you still have to agree with a standard smile on your face.

Alas, it is really difficult to be a bodyguard for these naughty kids.

First, you have to be lucky. Second, you have to be lucky. Finally, you still have to be lucky.

Meanwhile, a new boss finally showed some kindness when he saw his two bodyguards' hands were shaking and their biceps were becoming more beautiful and smooth.

Song Pingqing said: "Two people working eleven hours a day is still too hard, we should hire a few more people."

My boss?! Do you finally understand the suffering of the people?!

Sun Chong, who usually doesn't show his emotions, had red eyes. It's unclear whether it was because he was moved or because of the hard work he had endured these days.

Zhao Lei hesitated for only a moment, then said, "I have a younger brother. His health wasn't as good as mine since he was a child, but he was also a normal person. He graduated from high school this year and is working in a clothing store. Can I introduce him to me?"

Song Pingqing took a closer look at Zhao Lei: "Brother with the same parents?"

“Yes, you are asking this…?” Zhao Lei didn’t react.

"We don't want ugly people in our Ka Yan Bureau." Song Pingqing joked, "It's a new store opening, so I still want the employees to look neat and pleasing to the eye, otherwise it won't be attractive enough."

"To be honest, I can only give you 1,100 yuan in salary for the first three months." Song Pingqing's face turned serious immediately after he finished joking, "But I will definitely go back to school. You are a person approved by my uncle, and I will not treat your brother unfairly if he can."

"I know, after all, your business is just starting." Zhao Lei replied, "Don't worry, if my brother is not good enough, I would not dare to recommend him to you."

So, Zhao Lei's younger brother Zhao Miao came three days later, and Song Pingqing rented a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment nearby as a staff dormitory. He bought some furniture, two people in a room, and continued to recruit people.

Zhao Miao was born to be a businessman. He always faced customers with a smile and never got angry when he was given a difficult task. He would give in when necessary and would not compromise when necessary. He was not discouraged at all because he came late and he managed the business in the store in an orderly manner as quickly as possible.

Song Pingqing had really struck gold when he found a saint body that was born to serve the industry.

"At this rate, we will be able to open a branch soon." Song Pingqing used Excel to draw up a spreadsheet and carefully calculated the expenses and revenues.

"Is this true? Is this thing so profitable?" Wu Qiming and Shen Ci came up together.

"We made 18,000 in half a month." Song Pingqing pointed to the number in a box and showed it to the two of them, his tone of satisfaction.

"To be precise, I made 17,692. This is the profit after deducting the cost of rent, water, electricity, labor and raw materials."

"The costs haven't been spent yet." After all, Shen Ci had been poor before, and he wasn't like Wu Qiming who had no idea of ​​the money he had already spent.

"Yes, it will be enough even if we open another one. But the problem now is that we don't have anyone." Song Pingqing was a little distressed, "After school starts, the two bodyguards will definitely not be able to continue working here. After all, they are only part-time."

"When recruiting people, you need to recruit reliable ones." Shen Ci added.

"That's why I agreed to let the child of the village chief of Shan'ao Village come here."

Considering the poverty alleviation, and coming from a military family, he is at least more reliable.

People cannot stand being talked about behind their backs. Just as the three people finished complaining, in the evening of the same day, Song Pingqing received a call from the old village chief of Shan'ao Village, informing him of the train schedule for Chen Pu to Jincheng City.

"In addition to Chen Pu, there are two other girls going to work with her this time. You see, if they can be used, they can be used. If they can't be used, it's okay. They can find other jobs."

This is really like giving away a pillow when you are sleepy.

The three of them took the train to Jincheng two days later. Considering that Zhao Miao was of the same age as her, Song Pingqing asked Zhao Miao to pick her up.

Song Pingqing gave Zhao Miao two banknotes and said, "Go pick them up, I'll reimburse you for the travel expenses, and take them out for dinner before you come back."

"Okay, leave it to me." Zhao Miao took the money, asked for the name and train number, and ran to pick up the person.

The store was not suitable for an interview, so Song Pingqing met them in the staff dormitory.

As a worker who was dedicated to his job and shared the boss's worries, Zhao Miao did not stay here for long. After dropping off the person, he went straight back to the store to continue working.

"Grandma said that you particularly liked the grandmother's dishes and spicy food when you had dinner at home last time, so she made two jars for me to bring to you." Chen Pu even brought some local specialties.

Song Pingqing took a look and saw that the two jars were really big, as big as her head.

"You're too polite, old comrade."

There was nothing to refuse, Song Pingqing really liked it. Besides, the two sides would have dealings in the future, so it was okay to accept the specialty.

Song Pingqing's attention quickly fell on the two girls behind Chen Pu.

Chen Pu did not act coy about the "accident" of bringing two more people to Jincheng, but said directly and openly:

"See if they can be used. It doesn't matter if they can't. They are here to make a living. They can find other jobs."

The two girls were just ordinary looking, not as outstanding as Chen Pu. They were thin and small, as if they were malnourished. They were not tall and had dark eyes.

The look he gave Song Pingqing did not show any contempt for her as just a ten-year-old child, but instead contained an inexplicable hope.

"How old are they?" They look like minors.

"Eighteen. I worked in a factory for a while before." Chen Pu said quickly, "There are no rules in the countryside. My grandma said she knew you were an adult, so she let me bring them here."

"Don't be fooled by their thinness, they are very strong." Chen Pu knew there was a chance when he saw that Song Pingqing did not refuse immediately, so he quickly introduced them, "This is Chen Pan'er, who has been doing housework since she was a child. This is Chen Zhao'er, who has studied in junior high school."

As soon as he heard the name, Song Pingqing understood that Pan'er and Zhao'er were actually Pan'di and Zhao'di, but the expression was a little more euphemistic.

Song Pingqing looked at Chen Pan'er and asked, "Can you read?"

"I went to primary school." Chen Pan said, "Later, Sister Chen Pu also taught me. I didn't abandon her."

Song Pingqing handed the menu to Chen Paner: "Take a look, can you recognize all of them?"

Chen Pan read it haltingly.

It's OK, a little choppy, but it's correct.

Song Pingqing took the recipe again and Chen Pan read it again.

"You need to learn how to put on makeup." Chen Pu was fine, she was just a little darker, but the two highland reds on Chen Pan'er and Chen Zhao'er's faces were so familiar.

After all, Song Pingqing himself became famous in this way.

What the milk tea shop needs now is a signature clerk. If you are not born with talent, you can make up for it through acquired skills.

The three of them looked at each other and said, "But we don't have any makeup."

Chen Paner was a little embarrassed: "I...the ticket to come here was given by the village head's grandmother, and I only have twenty yuan left in my pocket."

Song Pingqing could accept them out of compassion, but he was unwilling to help them with everything, lest he aggravate their temper.

"Since I'm the one hiring you, I'll pay for the physical examination and health certificate. But makeup and clothing are hard standards. I can lend you the money, but you have to sign a promissory note."

Chen Pan'er and Chen Zhao'er looked at each other and nodded immediately.

Song Pingqing then took out two thousand yuan and took out a piece of white paper for them to write an IOU and put their fingerprints on.

"Let me sign too." Chen Pu took the pen and added his own name and ID number under the two people's names, and pressed his fingerprint.

Facing the gazes of Chen Zhaoer and Chen Paner, Chen Pu said decisively: "I brought you out, so I have to be responsible for you. Similarly, I introduced someone to Comrade Song, so I have to be responsible for Comrade Song."

As expected, he is the village chief after retiring from the army. His family all have a strong sense of responsibility.