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

Xie Yuan Jianguo's biological father is still dreaming that he is about to inherit the best company, and the fake Xie Lin is still fantasizing that he will soon get through it, completely unaware that a siege against them is about to begin.

Since we are going to deal with them, of course we have to discuss in advance how to divide the projects in their hands.

Not only the Gu family wanted to take action, but the Murong family, under Murong Xue's "suggestion", also took a fancy to several of the Xie family's projects, just waiting for the east wind that was pinned on Xie Yuan Jianguo to blow.

The tuition fee of Baihua College is paid per semester, and the tuition fee for one semester is as high as three million.

We don’t know why it is so expensive, but it is just that expensive.

Maybe it's because of the teachers' mental damage compensation. After all, it's really hard to teach a group of difficult-to-manage children in a school like this.

You can't be too lenient, you can't hit or scold, and you have to be careful not to offend anyone. Those who can be teachers in such places are all talented. They must have knowledge, ability, and emotional intelligence. If the salary is low, no one will be willing to do it.

The school started on the 16th day of the first lunar month. Before the end of the first lunar month, the company was not acquired, and Xie's parents did not dare to make trouble. Xie Yuan Jianguo's tuition was paid as usual, along with a 20,000 yuan meal card.

At Song Pingqing's urging, Gu Zongnan greeted the canteen accountant early.

As soon as Xie Yuan Jianguo's meal card is used up, they will print out the bill and stamp it as evidence of Xie's parents' harsh treatment of Xie Yuan Jianguo.

Everything was progressing steadily as planned. Sure enough, after the first month of the lunar year, the Xie Group held a press conference, and Mr. Xie announced that he would hand over several companies under the group to his children.

What Xie's father got was the one with the highest return for five consecutive years.

Sure enough, in the wealthy circle, children born in wedlock have a natural advantage in property distribution.

It took a lot for Xie Lin to endure until now. Once he got the company from his father, he started to make more and more small moves.

Wu Qiming is much thinner now. God knows what he went through during this winter vacation. Anyway, his current figure can only be considered slightly fat.

The facial features that were once hidden by fat are now clearly revealed, with peach blossom eyes, high nose bridge, and surprisingly white skin. The whole person looks much more coordinated and handsome, and even his height has been taller.

Wu Qiming is a purple arrow after all. He is indeed an important character in this bloody world and a potential stock.

He finally began to show the good looks that a member of the Wu family should have.

This really fully illustrates with facts what it means that a white complexion can cover up a hundred flaws, but being fat can ruin everything.

This guy was never handsome before, at most he was not ugly.

Song Pingqing had met his parents and sister, and had long guessed that this guy would have a weird appearance if he lost weight. He never expected that he actually lost weight.

"There's nothing I can do. My parents said they won't help me unless I lose weight." Wu Qiming's lifeblood of loyalty was held in the grasp, so he could only "cut flesh" with pain.

It's good. Xie Yuan Jianguo got a chance to live and Wu Qiming got his health back.

The children also achieved a win-win situation.

By the end of February and the beginning of March, word gradually spread in the market that tea making should be standardized, and Zhao Miao called Song Pingqing.

"The factory has been built, and the equipment has been purchased and is on the way. I am preparing to recruit people, and it will definitely not delay the production of Mingqian tea. Would you like to come and have a look?" Zhao Miao always felt that his boss was very good and gave him a lot of freedom and power.

The only thing is that when it comes to reporting to the boss, it is either between 6:30 and 7:30 in the morning, before the boss gets up to go to school, or between 9:30 and 10:30 in the evening, after the boss gets home from school.

The time was so tight that Zhao Miao would sometimes be so busy that he would lose his mind. After working all night, he would feel dazed when he had to report to his boss.

There is always a feeling that I am forced to work overtime.

After all, this is the most important industry in Song Pingqing's hands at present. But since it involves an investigation, he has to talk to Wu Qiming and Shen Ci, so he gave an ambiguous answer: "I'll think about it."

This time, Song Pingqing originally wanted to bring Chen Pu with her. After all, the tea factory was built, and she, as the accountant, should go and take a look. Shan'ao Village was also her hometown.

But Chen Pu refused, saying with a regretful tone: "Store 7 will open this month and we are currently training our staff. Store 8 will open at the beginning of next month and we will have exams at the end of the month. It may not be very convenient."

What he said makes a lot of sense. Both Chen Pu herself and Song Pingqing, who sponsored her for the exam, attached great importance to this exam.

So Song Pingqing nodded and said, "Okay, then wait until the rules come out so you can familiarize yourself with them first, and then we can go there again after the exam."

Chen Pu thought for a moment and said, "Boss, I can't handle this office by myself. I want to hire two more people."

"What type?" Song Pingqing asked casually.

"We need to hire a cashier and a clerk." Chen Pu reported two budgets.

This was within Song Pingqing's expectations, but she still hesitated: "Okay, go ahead and hire someone. You can slowly hire another planner. August is the brand's anniversary. We'll have to do some activities by then."

The wave of activities featuring the little fox and the little tiger on New Year's Day really hit the hearts of a group of college students and elementary school students. In just half a month of the activities, the turnover tripled.

The only tragedy was the employees, who were so tired that they dreamed that all the dolls had been given away. But their efforts were rewarded, as their New Year bonus was equivalent to two months' salary.

As soon as Song Pingqing said this, Chen Pu realized the importance of the matter and immediately agreed, saying that he would definitely pay attention to this area, and then plunged into the work.

It would have been fine if Chen Pu hadn't mentioned hiring, but after he did, Song Pingqing felt that Chen Pu's salary was still too low. He had to keep opening new stores, hiring employees, managing finances and handling trivial matters.

But there must be a reason for a salary increase. When giving her a salary increase, you have to do it for other employees to see, showing a feeling that "the boss has seen your efforts, and as long as you work hard, your salary will definitely increase."

Song Pingqing thought about it again and again and decided to wait until Chen Pu passed the certificate exam.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if there are only two months left.

"I'm going to visit the tea plantation in Shan'ao Village. Do you two want to come with me?" Song Pingqing certainly couldn't have the final say in a business involving three people, so she sent the message to the group of the three milk tea brothers.

As expected, mobile Internet is very convenient. Although it is only 2G and the operation is not as detailed as that of a smart phone, with the Penguin group chat, work efficiency has been greatly improved.

Shen Ci responded the fastest, and his reply was the most straightforward: "Yes."

This was truly the most worthwhile 20,000 yuan he had ever spent on himself.

Wu Qiming replied much more slowly: "Jianguo's living expenses have reached the bottom. I estimate that the plan will have to be implemented in the next two days."

Song Pingqing was surprised: "So fast?"

"School has been open for more than a month. It's amazing that 10,000 yuan has lasted this long in our school."

In a place like Baihua College, money is like running water, you can neither save it nor keep it.

Song Pingqing thought for a moment and replied, "There's no rush in the next two days. The equipment in the factory hasn't arrived yet. We can go a few days later."

For inspections like this, it is better to wait until the equipment and employees are in place and the work has begun, so that it will be more convenient to conduct the inspection.

This saves you the trouble of running back and forth again.

After making this decision, Song Pingqing didn't think much about it and studied diligently at school. His days suddenly became quiet, with a sense of the calm before the storm.

Everyone was waiting for the storm to come.

Xie Lin was watching with eager eyes, ready to find an opportunity to push Xie Yuan·Jian Guo into the abyss at any time. And Xie's father was determined to teach his own son a profound lesson.

As for the Murong family, the Gu family and the Wu family, the former two have already targeted the most profitable projects of Xie's father's company, while the Wu family has already edited and prepared a lot of videos and photos, waiting for the Xie family to step into the trap.

In order to ensure that the evidence was preserved intact, Xie Yuan Jianguo began to transfer the computer, card reader and USB flash drive to Wu Qiming a week in advance.

By Friday afternoon, when the living expenses in the card had been completely used up, everything was ready.

Xie Yuan Jianguo's eyes were firm and his expression was serious: "I'm going home now."

His departing back looked like he was going to be executed.

"Don't wait near his house this time." Murong Xue said to Gu Zongnian, "You must wait for him to call you before you leave home."

Gu Zongnan nodded. After all, now was the time when details would determine success or failure.

On the contrary, Song Pingqing, who had always been very calm, had a strange flush on his face at this moment, and seemed to be feeling unwell.

"Are you nervous?" He was caught red-handed by Wu Qiming, the clever guy, because he was not paying attention.

"Just kidding, there's nothing for me to be nervous about." Song Pingqing rolled his eyes and replied lazily.

A person's body may be uncomfortable, but his aura must be maintained.

Murong Xue walked over and pulled her hand, and sure enough, she felt a thin layer of sweat on Song Pingqing's palm.

"I want to go to the mall today. Don't go to training. Take a day off and come with me."

Murong Xue held Song Pingqing's hand, as if saying, "I won't let go unless you go."

It can be said that the friendship between girls is very beautiful. Even a girl like Murong Xue, who comes from a high family, is considerate in front of her good friends.

"Gu Zongnian, please help me get some leave."

At this moment, Song Pingqing really had no intention of going to the school team for training, so it would be nice to go shopping and take a break.

Gu Zongnan was stunned.

No, this is the first time I saw my elder brother not go to training without hesitation.

After all, this person had a bad cold and was still hesitating about whether to go for training. It was only when Murong Xue slammed the book on the table that he stopped making trouble.

Sure enough, the eldest brother’s nemesis is his sister.

Murong Xue pulled Song Pingqing into the car and said, "Why are you so nervous about other people's business?"

"It's not that I'm nervous, but I'm a little tired because there are so many things going on recently. The tea factory is importing equipment, and the office in Jincheng is recruiting. There are so many things to do, and although I don't have to do them myself, I still have to review them. I'm so busy that my head is heavy."

Song Pingqing really felt uncomfortable at the moment, and even if he tried hard to remain calm, he couldn't suppress his restlessness.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Murong Xue looked at her with some confusion, looking her up and down.

It seems that his face is indeed a little red.

"Well, it may be that he is bored in the classroom. He will be fine after resting for a while." Song Pingqing said, taking out a small fan from the side of the nanny car and fanning himself a few times.

Although this shopping trip was a spur of the moment idea, the two of them did go shopping.

The discomfort Song Pingqing felt gradually faded away, and the two of them talked as they walked. From time to time, they went to the fitting room to try on a few clothes that the other thought looked good on them. They were having a lot of fun strolling down the street.

Clothes, hair accessories, bags, Murong Xue didn't have the concept of not buying anything she liked. No matter what she liked, no matter how expensive it was, she could swipe the card as smoothly as flowing water.

His carefree attitude when paying the bill was just like Song Pingqing successfully scoring a three-point shot on the basketball court.

It was not until the two of them sat down in the restaurant that Song Pingqing realized that it was already half past nine.

“We are still quite good at shopping.”

Looking at the large and small bags carried by the bodyguards, Song Pingqing felt guilty.

It was Murong Xue who wanted to go shopping, so why were most of the things she bought for herself?

"That's not right. It's already this late, why is there still no news from them?" Song Pingqing realized belatedly that something was wrong and reached out to take out his cell phone, only to find that it was turned off.

Isn’t this funny? The battery life of these early non-smart phones was extremely long. How could a phone last a week without charging?

"I turned it off." Murong Xue sat down slowly and took off her coat with the help of the waiter. "I turned off your phone when you went to change your clothes."

Murong Xue took the hot towel and wiped her hands carefully with elegant movements.

"Seeing that you're too nervous, I don't want to let those things bother you."

Murong Xue picked up the water cup and drank some water: "Don't worry, nothing will happen if you ignore the work for a day. If there is a problem, it is because the people below are not competent. Just replace them."

Song Pingqing has been tired of hearing Chen Pu talk about recruitment recently. It is more difficult to recruit a reliable worker than to draw a limited character from the card pool.

No matter how unlucky you are in the card drawing game, at least there is a big guarantee. But when it comes to recruitment, there is no guarantee. You'd be lucky if you don't encounter any monsters.

Fortunately, she was just the one who was curious and listened to the complaints, not the one who really had to face the monsters in the recruitment.

Seeing Song Pingqing's tired face, Murongxue's tone softened: "Gu Zongnian has also received a call from Jianguo and sent me a message. This time his irresponsible guardians can't get away."

"During this period, Jianguo will be staying at Gu Zongnian's house. Since you are nervous, you don't have to worry about anything. Just watch calmly."

The dim light of the restaurant shone on Murong Xue's cheek, and Song Pingqing clearly saw the concern on her face. This expression could not be faked.

"It's my blessing to meet you." Song Pingqing smiled proudly. It was her blessing to be able to be such a little follower.

Murong Xue snorted: "Of course. Not everyone will be interested in someone as good as me."

For Murong Xue, Song Pingqing is the friend who can provide the most emotional value, so it’s okay for her to accommodate him occasionally.