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

Ever since Zhao Miao passed his driving test two months ago, he had been waiting for Song Pingqing's promotion. Now that his boss had spoken directly to the point, he was naturally very happy.

"Okay, I'll raise your monthly salary to 4,000, and go open a factory." Song Pingqing didn't bother to say anything else and directly pushed the folder in front of him to Zhao Miao.

"I have also made an appointment with Chen Pu to come over. You will hand over the work to her today and tomorrow, and then go over the day after tomorrow. It is not convenient for me to show up for this matter. From approval to equipment, the list of people who need to be contacted and their contact information have been put in the file. It will depend on your ability from now on."

"Don't worry, I will do my best." Zhao Miao took the document immediately.

"Once we get there, we must get along well with the local villagers." Song Pingqing's eyes were sharp, and his tone was mixed with a bit of harsh coldness.

"I think I've been pretty good to you. In the company I founded, the management must treat the lower levels as human beings. I don't care how other factories treat their employees, but as long as it's my company, all management and treatment must be legal. Otherwise, it's not just me who won't tolerate you, do you understand?"

The village chief of Shan'ao Village is very smart, and Chen Pu works under her. After Zhao Miao went there, his every move could not escape Song Pingqing's sight.

This is the art of checks and balances that Song Pingqing learned in her life in a wealthy family. Just like when President Murong "lifted" Secretary Liu away, Secretary Li would immediately take his place. She can trust him and use him to make profits, but she must also be on guard against him.

No matter how good a confidant is, if he delegates too much power, problems will arise over time. It is necessary to handle the issue of letting someone go and taking back power properly.

Song Pingqing had no experience, but with the Murong family around, she couldn't make a big mistake. Besides, Murong Xue had already paved the way for her to this extent, so Song Pingqing could just use the tiger's skin to pull the banner.

(After all, the fox taking advantage of the tiger’s might has already been a well-known fact.)

"Don't worry." Hearing this, Zhao Miao immediately made a promise, "I will definitely get it done."

Song Pingqing didn't comment, but took out a bank card from his pocket and gave it to him: "There is 500,000 yuan in it. If you can get the factory up and running before March, I will give you a lot."

The current output of Shan'ao Village is also limited, so the initial scale does not need to be too large, as long as it has everything it needs. The only thing that needs to be spent extra money is the management, and Zhao Miao knows these things.

Zhao Miao's eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Don't worry, even if I don't go home for the New Year, I will hurry to set up the factory."

When Chen Pu arrived, Zhao Miao had already left for half an hour.

When facing Chen Pu, Song Pingqing's attitude was obviously gentler: "How are your exam preparations going?"

"Not bad, I'm very confident." Chen Pu was full of confidence. These days, after get off work, she either went to extracurricular classes or studied until late at night. The more she studied, the more she realized the value of the certificate that Song Pingqing asked her to take.

She has a strong learning ability, but in this era, taking the college entrance examination is truly a situation where thousands of people are competing for a single spot, and there is always no shortage of people with stronger learning abilities.

Chen Pu is determined to obtain the accounting certificate.

Song Pingqing took a sip of the juice in the cup and said, "You have been the store manager for a few months now. How do you feel?"

Chen Pu thought for a moment and said, "In fact, the things in a store are nothing more than those. As long as you train for a longer period of time, you can basically get started. The main difference is in handling customer feedback."

Song Pingqing smiled. Chen Pu was very good at grasping the key points, so he gestured for Chen Pu to continue.

The two chatted for a long time. Song Pingqing basically understood the situation of the two stores. Then he said, "According to what you said, among our current staff, there are three people who are more suitable for the position of reserve store manager."

Chen Pu nodded: "This is the current situation."

Song Pingqing asked again: "How is your relationship with Zhao Miao?"

"It's okay?" Chen Pu hesitated. "We've talked a few times, and the development direction you set for us is very different."

Song Pingqing nodded: "I plan to transfer Zhao Miao to your hometown and make some other arrangements for him."

"I plan to let you take over Jincheng." Song Pingqing saw a flash of shock in Chen Pu's eyes, "Come with me to check out the office in the next few days. We also need an office away from the front line."

The milk tea shop will open three, four and so on stores next. With more stores, a raw material warehouse will be needed in Jincheng City. The warehouse will have warehouse managers. The number of employees will increase rapidly. When Chen Pu passes the accounting certificate exam, she will be transferred from the front line and engage in financial work full-time, so she will need a formal office location.

"If you pass the exam and get the certificate, your salary can double." Song Pingqing said something very tempting, and Chen Pu couldn't help but feel his heart beating wildly.

My God, her monthly salary now is already 2,300 yuan per month. A monthly salary of 4,600 yuan is a salary only college students can get.

Chen Pu felt that the days passed by were getting more and more promising. No wonder her grandmother insisted on asking her to come to Jincheng to work with this child.

When Chen Pu stood up and left, he felt dizzy.

When people have money, they tend to do things that they find interesting.

For example, Song Pingqing took the design drawings of the little red fox and the little white tiger again and customized a series of products including pillows, seat cushions, back cushions, mugs, mouse pads, carpets, etc. After washing and packing them, he gave them to Zhao Lei and asked him to deliver them to Murong Xue personally.

The package was so big that the nanny car couldn’t fit it.

Zhao Lei had no choice but to drive a van to take it away.

Unfortunately, although Murong Xue accepted the package and opened it on the spot, she did not show any other reaction except twitching her mouth.

When looking at office buildings, Song Pingqing indeed found the real estate agent who had helped him buy and rent shops the previous two times as promised.

"Boss Song, you're here again." The agent's eyes lit up like LED bulbs when he saw Song Pingqing, as if he had seen the God of Wealth. "What do you want to see this time?"

"Look at the shops and the office buildings as well."

In just three years, the housing prices in Jincheng have risen like a mad dog.

The price of office buildings has also been rising. For locations with decent locations, the price has soared to 8,500 yuan per square meter, and the rental price is 7 yuan per square meter per day.

Wow, a 200-square-meter office area cost 1.7 million to buy and 42,000 per month to rent.

Song Pingqing trembled as she touched the passbook in her pocket. As expected, she was still poor. Even though Murong Xue had already given her the 700,000 yuan in dividends from her side, and even if the bonuses were added in the past six months, not counting the small change, Song Pingqing had already saved another 300,000 yuan. It was still a long way from her dream of buying an office area of ​​200 square meters.

After all, we have to face the tea factory problem. All the profits from the milk tea shop in recent days have been invested, and only more than 200,000 yuan is left. Instead of taking out the money to divide it up now, it is better to take advantage of the booming business of the milk tea shop and hurry up to open two more branches.

The money is really not enough, but if Song Pingqing were to spend 42,000 to rent... it would be better for her to die.

After all, the rent of office buildings is increasing year by year. When he thought that the housing prices in this area would skyrocket in the future, and even the rent would skyrocket to a price that he could hardly imagine and accept today, Song Pingqing, who was poor in his bones, felt unhappy.

It was as if something would happen if he didn't buy the house on the spot.

The intermediary saw Song Pingqing's dilemma and said, "You can also take out a loan to buy it under the company's name."

Minors cannot obtain loans, but the company under the name of Song Pingqing’s mother Xu Jinmei can.

But why does Song Pingqing not want to repay the loan? When he thinks about having to pay interest for fifteen years out of a thirty-year loan... it's hard to feel happy.

In life, the bold ones will die of overeating while the timid ones will die of starvation. In view of the current situation, Song Pingqing wanted to follow Gu Zongnan's example and took out his cell phone to call Xu Jinmei.

No, we just mean, what if we can ask Xu Jinmei for one million?

People should be bolder. It is not natural for a child to ask his mother for money.

Whether it is available or not, whether it is given or not, it won’t hurt you to ask.

"I'm going to make a call." He went out with the phone in his hand, leaving Chen Pu and the agent looking at each other in bewilderment.

Chen Pu: She really wants to buy it.

The agent: She is really rich.

The phone was hung up after just a few beeps. Xu Jinmei knew her daughter very well, and she would not call her during the day unless it was something related to work.

So Xu Jinmei got straight to the point: "What's the matter? Do you want me to sign for you or do you want money?"

Song Pingqing felt guilty for a moment: "Uh...Mom. I want one million."

You know, when such a young child asks his parents "I want XX", he will often be scolded "What XX do you want! I think you look like XX!"

However, in Xu Jinmei's eyes, Song Pingqing was so well-behaved and sensible, so sensible that Xu Jinmei did not say the words that were on her lips at the first time.

"what do you want to buy?"

She didn't scold me! She didn't refuse! This is definitely going to work!

"I want to buy an office." Song Pingqing said straightforwardly, "The location is good, and I've found a good house, but I don't have enough money."

Xu Jinmei took a breath of cold air.

This little brat of hers is really brave. Her parents are still working in a park in the suburbs, but she has set her eyes on the office building.

"You——" Xu Jinmei choked.

"Hehe." Song Pingqing laughed foolishly and retreated at the right time. "It's okay if you don't have it. I'll just ask."

"How much is the total price of the office building you want to buy?" Xu Jinmei couldn't resist her curiosity and asked about the total price first.

"It's not in the city center, but a little off the beaten track. The location is good. The one I'm looking at is 189 square meters, and the unit price is 8,450 yuan. Not counting other expenses, the total is 1.6 million yuan."

"How much do you have?" Xu Jinmei continued to ask.

"one hundred."

Then it is normal for her to ask for one million.

Xu Jinmei deeply felt that she had given birth to a child with great potential who was a cause for concern. Song Pingqing was actually a child with good abilities in all aspects, but it was quite time-consuming for his parents to raise him well.

Even with the help of President Murong in training, no wonder he wants to train the child's parents as well.

"Got it. I'll go to the bank and transfer the money to you now." Xu Jinmei agreed.

Song Pingqing was embarrassed on the spot: "Ah...Mom, you really gave it to me."

"It's not like I can't afford it." Xu Jinmei didn't tease her this time and said directly, "Wait, I'll call you back when it's done."

After saying that, Xu Jinmei added: "Just take it as your birthday present this year."

This birthday present is really big...

After hanging up the phone, Song Pingqing was actually still in a trance, feeling as if he was dreaming.

Oh my god! Song Pingqing actually felt the same joy that Gu Zongnan felt when he went home and hugged his father's thighs.

So Song Pingqing floated back while humming "Only Mom is Good in the World": "Let's go, sign the contract and pay the deposit."

The agent asked: "Are you ready to make the decision now? Don't you want to look around a little more?"

"Are you happy to work here?" Song Pingqing turned and asked Chen Pu.

"Of course I'd be happy to!" Chen Pu felt that if he hesitated for even a second, it would be disrespectful to this office.

Such a nice place with convenient transportation, who wouldn’t be happy?

Song Pingqing felt extremely happy when he had one more property under his name.

So happy, really so happy.

Song Pingqing was filled with happiness.

At this moment, in the Murong family's villa in Jincheng City, Murong Ba and his daughter Murong Xue were sitting together playing chess.

Secretary Li knocked on the door and walked in: "Sir, Miss Song asked Mr. Xu for one million and bought another office building."

When President Murong heard these words, he was extremely speechless.

This Song Pingqing really does not have the investment desire of wealthy families. He does not look at stocks or buy funds. He just goes for fixed assets such as houses, shops and office buildings.

Seeing her dear daddy stroking the chess piece for a long time, Murong Xue was not impatient and picked up the teacup and took a few sips of tea.

It turns out that Song Pingqing likes houses so much...

The father and daughter are no longer surprised by Song Pingqing's investment operations, which are not acceptable in wealthy families. After all, everyone has some little investment quirks. So just buy a house.

It's much better than the family next door who spent a lot of money to buy a lot of dyed quartzite and treat it as heirloom.

"When you move up to fifth grade, Liu Junxi will not attend classes with you." President Murong finally put the chess piece on the chessboard.

Murong Xue didn't take the chess piece, but looked up at him.

"The two siblings are going to study abroad together." President Murong didn't even raise his eyebrows, and his tone was so calm as if he was saying that the weather was good today.

"Okay." Murong Xueluozi, the father and daughter were equally calm, just like copy and paste.

After the game was over, Murong Xue stood up and said, "I'm going back to my room. I have some things to sort out."

That big box of foxes and tigers needs to be packed up properly. Such a big box takes up so much space.

"Go ahead." President Murong nodded.

Not long after Murong Xue left, the fortune teller, the white-haired and white-bearded old man, came in and said to President Murong Ba with a smile, "Congratulations."

President Murong Ba looked at him in horror. His usually calm and steady expression cracked a little, and he suddenly revealed an indescribable bitterness.

President Murong Ba stood up, pressing the edge of the table, and said, "Really?"

The old man with white beard stroked his beard and nodded: "Although it's only a little bit, there is indeed a change."

"That's good, that's good." President Murong took a deep breath, sat back heavily in the chair, and covered his face with his hands to hide his excitement.

"It's not just the young lady's fate that has changed." The old man with a white beard sat down and made himself a pot of tea. "You still have time."