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

Once people get used to breathing the air of freedom, returning to school is like a bird that is suddenly locked in a cage, feeling restricted and uncomfortable everywhere.

At least that’s how it was for the six-member team. Boss X, who was “the boss of the business world” one day, became “Student X, where’s your summer homework?” the next day.

The gap was huge, and the six of them all became depressed together in tacit understanding.

"It's more fun outside. Why should people study?" The one who has the hardest time readjusting to the environment must be the number one troublemaker, Gu Zongnan, who lay on the table and sighed.

"Or you can open your milk tea shop in the school!"

Gu Zongnan suddenly stood up straight and looked straight at Song Pingqing.

The others also stared at her with burning eyes.

Obviously, everyone is not used to the current days of pure study and classes, and they start to want to make trouble.

"Mixue Yuecha is positioned as a mass-market fast-selling product, which does not match the tone of our school." Song Pingqing thought for a moment and added, "If you don't use a brand, I can provide the formula and contact the raw material manufacturer."

"I can recruit people!" Gu Zongnan has some connections in Vancouver.

"Then I'll get a shop." Murong Xue thought about it and she could indeed find a way to get a shop.

"I'll take care of the equipment." Wu Qiming has always been in charge of this area, so he is familiar with it again.

"Then I will be responsible for the store design!" Shen Ci already knew very well what kind of traffic flow a milk tea shop would need.

"Ah...ah..." Liu Junxi saw them find their positions one by one, and was confused for three seconds under the gaze of everyone, "If you don't mind, I'll settle the bill?"

The six people had clear division of labor and hit it off immediately.

If we're going to cause trouble, we're going to cause big trouble.

The milk tea shop opened in Baihua College must adapt to local conditions, conform to the tone of Baihua College, and focus on high-end.

Song Pingqing contacted the old village chief of Shan'ao Village by phone and ordered 40 kilograms of top-grade black tea and green tea, and 10 kilograms of yellow tea and black tea. The lemon flavor ingredients did not need to be changed, but the dairy products needed to be better.

After the other five people were about to vomit after tasting the products, they finally chose a brand imported from Shinran.

"If we use this brand, we can purchase goods directly from the supermarket." Gu Zongnan was very clear about what was sold in his school supermarket, saving Song Pingqing the trouble of negotiating cooperation.

In addition to milk tea, coffee is also made. The junior and senior high schools of Baihua College are full of talented people. Many people at this age have begun to gradually get involved in the family business. Human life is limited, time is also limited, but there is an outrageous amount of work to do.

Among these rich kids, those who do not want to be idlers have to study hard while gradually getting involved in business. Coffee is a basic need. There are queues in the coffee shops in schools every day, and the shelves of coffee drinks in supermarkets have to be updated several times a day.

A complete seller's market.

"It's really scary." Song Pingqing couldn't help but grimace when he saw the queue at the coffee shop. "If I were born into a family like this, I would probably lie down on the spot."

"Is your dream to be a playboy?" Murong Xue asked casually.

"Being a playboy is so exaggerated. I just want to have fun." Song Pingqing sighed and said the famous resignation quote that was searched hotly in his previous life, "The world is so big. I want to go and see it."

"Then you can look forward to bankruptcy." Murong Xue said, "If you go bankrupt, I will support you and let you travel around."

"Then I'd better get back to work." Song Pingqing shuddered. No matter for parents, children or friends, the days of being dependent on others will not be easy. Although the eldest daughter is not short of money, she can't help but have wild thoughts and easily become psychologically distorted.

"Oh - I understand." Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing's reaction, and thought of her reluctant reaction when she received the watch some time ago. She suddenly said in a low voice. Although she was young, her eyes were deep.

"What do you understand?" Song Pingqing was puzzled. Murong Xue's look made her shudder.

"Someone who keeps saying he wants to play badly is just like Ye Gong who loves dragons more than Ye Gong. If you are really given the opportunity, you will not want to play badly."

"Not really, I just care more about my friends."

"What does this have to do with caring about friends?" Murong Xue was a little puzzled.

Song Pingqing thought about it and simply said it out loud. In Murong Xue's somewhat surprised eyes, Song Pingqing slowly said,

"The same pace of growth, similar growth environment, stable and consistent personal hobbies, and mutually recognized life goals. If both parties meet one of these four conditions, they can talk to each other. If they meet two, they can be considered good friends. If they meet three, they can be considered close friends. If they meet all four, they can be considered destined friends that are hard to come by."

The reason why President Murong Ba took so much trouble to choose a "little follower" for Murong Xue was simply to ensure the first two of the four.

This sentence made Murong Xue silent. As the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, she had everything she wanted since she was young. Even her circle of friends and classmates were carefully selected by her father, so Murong Xue had never thought about these things.

"And these are just the basic conditions for becoming friends, not to mention that we firmly support each other and do not harbor greed or evil thoughts." Song Pingqing shrugged.

These words reminded Murong Xue of the friends who studied with Murong Ba when he was a child, so she nodded and said, "Then you have to work hard."

Because several children still have to go to school, the speed of opening the store is slower than during the summer vacation.

This time the store is very large, with an area of ​​more than 300 square meters. It is divided into sections with a staggered style of white coffee, and the milk tea bar is separated from the coffee bar. Shen Ci has a good aesthetic sense, and in order to build such a large store, he learned design software, and the concept map is so beautiful.

For this business venture, Gu Zongnan and Murongxue provided money, land and connections, while the others invested in "technology", with each taking 5%.

Song Pingqing was stunned when he saw the milk tea priced at 388 yuan and the side dishes at 20 yuan each.

Really, you could have snatched money from their pockets, but you still gave them a cup of milk tea, which was really kind of you.

In fact, this price is quite normal in Baihua College. After all, the school cafeteria of Baihua College sells a 200-ounce serving of white rice for thirty yuan.

Song Pingqing went there once. He wanted a proper combination of meat and vegetables and to be full, so he ordered two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, a bowl of soup, and rice. A meal for one person cost three hundred yuan.

In fact, with this comparison, the price of 388 yuan for a cup of milk tea is understandable. Perhaps in the eyes of some rich second-generations, they will even think that a side dish is cheaper than rice, which is really a good deal!

Song Pingqing didn't understand and was greatly shocked.

With one month's salary, our employees can only drink four cups of milk tea.

I really saw the disparity in the world.

Forget it. I’m the boss anyway, and it’s not her turn to pay for the 388 yuan milk tea.

Then again, in such a horrible consumption environment, how do those people who were taken away by mistake, and then mistreated and denied living expenses after returning to their original families survive?

This has gone beyond the scope of frugality.

This question was soon answered. At the end of October, a new student transferred into Song Pingqing's class.

It was not uncommon to have new students. After all, the business world was full of ups and downs, and families that rose and fell would of course go to great lengths to send their children to the academy, while children from families that fell behind would mostly leave because they could not afford the high tuition at Baihua Academy.

Everyone is used to this, but the new students this time are a little different. In previous years, the new students would enter the school at the beginning of the new school year, instead of suddenly transferring in after taking classes for half a semester like this.

In order to demonstrate his value in the team, Wu Qiming was always extra gossipy and tried his best to find out any news he thought was interesting. So two days before the new classmate transferred in, Wu Qiming had already collected enough gossip and shared it with everyone.

"I heard that it was the Xie family's nanny who swapped the newborn baby. She had a car accident last month and needed a blood transfusion, only to find out her blood type was wrong." Every time Wu Qiming told gossip, his expression would remind Song Pingqing of the old sisters who chatted under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village in her previous life. It turned out that all humans behave the same way when gossiping.

"Besides, that fake young master hasn't returned yet and is in the class next to ours." Wu Qiming was very ethical when talking about gossip and never got stuck on the key points. "It is said that they developed feelings for him. In order to keep him, the Xie family gave his biological parents two million and found a job for their uneducated eldest son."

"Xie family...surname Xie..." Gu Zongnian muttered a few words, and suddenly realized: "Oh! I remember, is it that Xie Lin? He wanted to play a prank with me before, but I thought this guy had too many bad intentions, so I ignored him."

"It's his house." Wu Qiming gave an affirmative answer.

Song Pingqing was speechless after hearing this: "They must not be a particularly good family."

"Why do you say that?" Shen Ci was puzzled.

"How could a nanny swap out a biological child? How could she do that? How many bodyguards are there in the intensive care unit of a private hospital? At home? Where can a nanny get such close contact with a child? Where is the confinement nanny? Where is the nanny? With so many people who have been with the child for a long time, didn't anyone notice that the child was swapped?"

As everyone listened to Song Pingqing's long speech, they couldn't help but focus their attention on Song Pingqing.

"My eldest brother is worthy of being my eldest brother. He knows so much about raising children." Gu Zongnian gave him a thumbs up in admiration, "Too awesome."

Or maybe there were too many complaints online in my previous life.

"But what Big Brother said is indeed correct." Wu Qiming snorted coldly, "Guess what the Xie family named this biological son they found?"

How could I guess that?

Everyone looked at each other.

In response to this suspenseful behavior, Gu Zongnan and Song Pingqing simultaneously stretched out their hands, clasped their fists, and cracked their knuckles.

"Hey, hey, hey, let me tell you, I'll tell you." Wu Qiming stopped when he saw that he had gained an advantage, and said seriously, "Call me to thank you for your injustice."

Song Pingqing was shocked!!!

Xie Yuan? The leader of the Righteous Alliance has intruded into this world?

"Unjust?" Murong Xue guessed the word first.

"Yeah, not so good." Wu Qiming said this very suddenly, and it was hard not to suspect that the employee who passed the message to him was a Northeastern silver. "Isn't this Huo Huo Silver?"

That employee is definitely from Northeast China! ! ! ! The accent is contagious! ! ! !

This student was indeed somewhat different. When he was introduced to everyone by the teacher, he confidently wrote his two names on the whiteboard and smiled politely: "Hello everyone, my name is Xie Yuan. My former name was Wang Jianguo. You can call me whatever you like."

Song Pingqing couldn't help but take a few more glances at this classmate whose rough life he had heard of long ago.

The man was neatly dressed, with a short shaved head, dark skin, rough palm lines, and blackened base of the palm, which was a mark left by doing too much farm work. When he introduced himself, his tone was also very cheerful. Even though he was wearing old, whitish clothes, he stood there in a generous and decent manner, without any embarrassment of being suddenly thrown into a rich nest.

This kid is not simple.

Seeing the golden arrowhead on his head, Song Pingqing was not surprised at all.

Ninety percent of these rich kids who have been lost and then found are the protagonists in novels.

The young man was of amazing character, but it was a pity that this was an aristocratic school after all, and as the saying goes, one should respect the clothes first and then the person. Seeing him dressed like this, some people would inevitably say a few words.

As soon as the teacher left the classroom, someone started to make a discordant sound:

"Hey, Wang Jianguo, why did you come to report just now?"

"The grain harvest at home is good. I want to help harvest the grain first and then come over."

October in the Central Plains is the time when farmers rush to harvest, and after harvesting, they have to plant new crops.

"Oh, he's a farmer. When will farmers be able to sit in the same classroom with us and study?" The voice did not subside.

These words really made Song Pingqing sick, and she slammed the book in her hand onto the table.

Before Song Pingqing could speak, Gu Zongnian opened his mouth and started to curse: "How many years has it been since the fall of the Qing Dynasty? You still haven't cut off the braids in your head?"

Good boy, you deserve to be educated in red language in disguise by your sister Murong. You have now gained ideological awareness.

"How are you going to eat if you look down on farmers like this? You'll just starve to death." Wu Qiming also cursed.

"What does it have to do with you?"

The whole class was excited when they heard this.

Wow~ Gu Zongnan has spoken, and there are still people who dare to challenge this devil with a rich family background and who acts recklessly.

Who is Gu Zongnan? He is the kind of person who could break someone's nose and force him to apologize (it was indeed the other person's fault, but his method was indeed too extreme). He would even yell at teachers he disliked regardless of the occasion. He didn't even behave himself until he transferred to this class last semester and was taught a lesson by Tang Seng (Murong Xue).

Gu Zongnan also found it strange. Could it be that I haven't lost my temper for too long, so any creature dares to pick a fight with me?

So Gu Zongnan got excited and, regardless of the fact that he was about to go to class, he stood up and walked over, intending to see clearly who the person who was challenging him was.