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

Since Gu Zongnan wanted to go with them, the six-member team couldn't afford to leave Liu Junxi alone, so they had to ask her.

After all, leaving him alone would be too obvious an act of exclusion.

This kind of method, which is not presentable and easy to offend people, is not uncommon in this circle.

"I can't go. I have to go back to my hometown for the Qingming Festival this year." Liu Junxi wanted to go. The current development of Shan'ao Village is inseparable from the contribution he made back then, but he had important things to do, so he had no choice but to refuse. His eyes soon became a little lost.

"My dad said that I will be studying abroad in the second half of the year. I don't know how long it will take for me to come back. I must go back to my hometown to worship my ancestors during the Qingming Festival."

"Are you going abroad to study?" Although Song Pingqing had known for a long time that this man was going to leave the team, he had not heard any rumors about it. When he suddenly heard the news, he couldn't help but ask one more question.

His gaze involuntarily flew to Murong Xue again: Do you know?

Murong Xue nodded.

Song Pingqing: Why didn’t you tell me?

Murong Xue shrugged slightly: It's not important, of course I forgot it by accident~

The eldest lady remembers clearly that she will not ask you, Song Pingqing, to pay the money.

You are truly worthy of being called Miss.

And that classmate Jianguo was also their temporary team member after all.

So Song Pingqing asked Liu Junxi and then asked the temporary team member Xie Yuan·Jianguo: "Jianguo, we have to go to N Province to do some work during the Qingming Festival. The time is tight and the task is heavy. Are you available to help?"

Xie Yuan Jianguo subconsciously observed the expression on Song Pingqing's face. He saw that Song Pingqing looked anxious, holding a mobile phone in his hand. It seemed that he really needed help and was looking for someone to help him. So he made a quick decision: "Okay, if you need help, I have no problem."

"Thank you so much!" Song Pingqing pretended to be very grateful. "Don't worry, I will arrange my schedule and will definitely not be late for class."

Song Pingqing's performance certainly did not escape the attention of the other team members. Gu Zongnian could not help but send a message in the group: "Really, I am ready for the National Founding Association to reject it."

Shen Ci: "You are amazing."

Wu Qiming: "If you want to enter the entertainment industry in the future, I will be the first to support you."

Song Pingqing: "Thank you for the invitation. You are already the supporting actor now."

Murong Xue:.......

Murong Xue: Let’s get ready quickly.

After confirming the number of people and collecting their identity information, Song Pingqing immediately contacted Chen Pu to buy plane tickets.

The three milk tea brothers could naturally use public funds when they went out to shoot promotional videos, but the tickets for the other three were Song Pingqing's personal expenses.

To this end, Song Pingqing made a special trip to the bank on campus and transferred some money to Chen Pu, asking her to buy round-trip first-class tickets for the three people.

Who dares to let Murong Xue sit in economy class?

The price of first-class tickets was extremely high. Song Pingqing felt that he had been poor for too long. Even though he earned so much money, he still felt that it was not enough to spend.

Gu Zongnian has really grown up. He knows that Song Pingqing is stingy with money, so he said carelessly, "It's okay, big brother. I'll take care of all the equipment and filming for you this time."

This guy does have some interest in photography. The videos and photos he takes are very beautiful. Last year, when he participated in an equestrian competition, the photo of Song Pingqing riding on the black water was so cool that Mrs. Song and Mr. Song printed out a super-large version of it and hung it at home.

So much so that every time Song Pingqing saw the photo on the wall at home, his mentality would jump back and forth between "a bit socially awkward" and "I'm so handsome".

Seeing Song Pingqing's expressionless face, Gu Zongnan moved closer and whispered, "Let me tell you, I recently got a good thing from my dad! A drone! That thing is still mainly used by the military! I'll use it to shoot a promotional video for you."

"Sure." If there could be an aerial promotional video at this time, the level of quality would be immediately raised.

It turns out that wealthy families have more resources.

After Gu Zongnan said this, Song Pingqing finally felt that the money he spent on giving them these two gifts was worth it.

On the evening of the Qingming Festival holiday, the group flew to the capital of Province N.

Zhao Miao originally planned to pick them up at the airport, but since this group of rich guys were traveling, the Murong family had already arranged bodyguards and drivers. As soon as they landed, they were picked up by a special nanny car and taken directly to the resort built by the Wanmu Group in Shan'ao Village.

The location of this resort was drawn by a few kids, but it was designed by a professional design team who created a romantic theme.

The resort is divided into areas according to themes. The windy area is a typical southwestern residential design, with lush forests and bamboos outside, providing excellent ventilation without disturbing your sleep.

The flower area is flat, the buildings are in a pastoral style, and the interior decoration is mostly imitation wood or real wood. Every room in the courtyard is surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers regardless of whether the door or window is open.

The snow area is slightly higher, and it has a grand northern architectural design. Although it rarely snows in N Province, the atmosphere is there;

The moon area is designed as a small building in the southeast, which is most suitable for people who stay up late to watch the night view. When you go out, you will see a garden with a pavilion, rockery and bamboo forest. You can look up to see the moon and there is a beautiful view with every step.

The areas were far apart and required a long walk. There was also a long distance between the rooms, so the team simply divided men and women into groups and booked three suites.

Song Pingqing is from the north and is not interested in the snowy area. Instead, he is more interested in the moon area where you can see a different view with every step.

Murong Xue was a person who had seen the world, so she let Song Pingqing choose the Moon District.

The four boys went to the windy area.

It doesn’t really matter. If you live in one district a day, you can eventually live in three districts.

After taking a car and a plane along the way, no one wanted to take the hotel shuttle bus, so they separated and walked to their rooms.

On a spring night, the professionally designed scenery was really beautiful. Song Pingqing and Murongxue walked all the way there. Song Pingqing felt that he could not help but relax in such an environment. "In fact, in addition to the tea mountain and the tea factory, we can also take some pictures of the scenery and resort in the Shan'ao Village Scenic Area. When the time comes, we can show the two promotional videos together, which may bring some traffic here."

Murong Xue's expression was slightly strange: "Have you paid attention to the room rate of the resort?"

Song Pingqing thought carefully about what he had just seen at the front desk, and confirmed that he remembered correctly: "Isn't it more than 4,000 per night?"

This price is normal for a resort.

"You haven't seen the travel agency's financial statements. This type of resort is not the first choice for tourists." Murong Xue explained patiently.

"There are also B&Bs that generate income for the locals." Song Pingqing showed a cunning smile, "You haven't been there yet. In fact, you can take good photos of the B&Bs. Although the scenery is definitely not as good as the resort, it is enough to make people who live in the world of steel and concrete yearn for it all day long."

"It's up to you." Murong Xue had never seen the power of traffic. She thought it was just a simple advertisement and didn't take it seriously.

The two men talked as they walked, with several bodyguards following behind them. It took them twenty minutes to reach the room.

"It's really big." Song Pingqing couldn't help but sigh.

It's about 1.5 kilometers along the way.

"I should have taken the bus earlier." Murong Xue also said, "But the scenery in the Moon Region is really nice."

It's not easy to get such a compliment from the eldest lady.

Song Pingqing unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Murongxue, then unscrewed another bottle for himself and took a few sips, jokingly saying, "Anything produced by Wanmu must be top-notch."

This flattery was too obvious. Murong Xue glanced at her and didn't respond: "It's ten o'clock, go to bed."

However, Song Pingqing took out her notebook again at this time: "I still need to revise the copy."

Although Song Pingqing had watched countless short videos in his previous life, he was very familiar with this matter.

But she had almost no practical experience, so she had to proceed with caution.

Song Pingqing sat there revising and writing. Murong Xue went to wash up first. When she came back, she sat aside reading a book. From time to time, she looked up to see Song Pingqing revising and writing. The atmosphere was harmonious.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep first." When Murongxue looked up again, Song Pingqing's eyes happened to meet hers. "I think there's still something wrong. I want to take another look."

Murong Xue said with a hint of disdain: "You don't think I'm sitting here reading to accompany you, do you?"

Song Pingqing: Why is this child becoming more and more difficult to comfort?

"Don't change it. You haven't been there. Wait until you see it first before changing it." Seeing Song Pingqing was confused, Murong Xue said unnaturally, "Maybe you will want to rewrite it after you see it tomorrow."

This is really unpleasant to hear, but it is true.

"What you said makes sense." Song Pingqing immediately closed the computer. "If I had revised it until midnight and found out I had to rewrite it the next day, I would have quit right there and then."

Even if he was working for himself, Song Pingqing didn't want to suffer the hardships of being a worker.

So I washed up and went to bed immediately.

Murong Xue: Can’t I control you?

I have to say that the experience of staying in a resort is really different. Song Pingqing slept particularly soundly and didn't open his eyes until eight o'clock in the morning.

There was no one in the room. I took out my cell phone and saw that everyone had already gotten up and were having breakfast in the restaurant.

Song Pingqing quickly washed up, got ready for his morning jog, tied his shoe laces, and prepared to rush to the restaurant.

As soon as we opened the door, the resort's shuttle bus was already there.

The driver was Zhao Lei, wearing a blue baseball cap: "I'm waiting for you here!"

Six or seven minutes after getting on the car, Song Pingqing met up with the group at the restaurant.

"See! I told you I wasn't the last one to get up!" Wu Qiming stood up immediately when he saw Song Pingqing was the last to arrive.

"Thank you." Song Pingqing didn't even look at him and went to get the buffet breakfast.

Once here, the priority was business. They went to inspect the tea factory first. The current head of the tea factory, Zhao Miao, had been waiting anxiously, but what he saw was a group of bodyguards carrying a bunch of huge filming equipment and a team of young soldiers sitting on an open-top three-wheeler.

Zhao Miao was numb.

The boss is worthy of being the boss. Even if he is here to inspect, the scene is still intimidating enough.

You're here, so why do you bring so many large equipment with you?

It must be said that Zhao Miao does have some talent for business.

The tea factory is located in the middle of the tea garden in Shan'ao Village. It was originally an idle piece of land for tea farmers to rest. Since Song Pingqing took the lead in building the factory, the village has marked out this piece of land.

The outer courtyard of the tea factory is simply enclosed by an iron fence. The main body of the factory is in black and white, with a simple and practical style. A three-story building the size of a rural self-built house is also built to be used as an office, canteen and lounge for tea farmers.

“You said that we should fully consider the needs of tea growers and workers, so I installed extra drinking fountains here.”

"It's tea harvest season recently, and there are many left-behind children in the village. It's inconvenient for them to go to the fields with their elderly family members to work, so we put a few bookcases there to make a reading corner." Zhao Miao introduced them to Song Pingqing one by one, "and temporarily hired two junior high school students in the village to take care of the children to prevent them from getting into any bumps."

The tea factory is still in a pure investment and unprofitable state, and it is already very good to be able to achieve this.

Song Pingqing noticed that although the tables and chairs in the lounge were worn out, they were specially polished with rounded corners, so he knew that Zhao Miao had taken care of this.

Gu Zongnan held the camera and filmed while communicating with Xie Yuan Jianguo, telling him why he wanted to film in this way. Wu Qiming carried the camera and was as steady as an old dog, shooting materials everywhere.

Shen Ci took a small notebook and followed Song Pingqing. Whenever she looked at somewhere for a second or paid attention, he would pull Jianguo over and take a photo to record it.

When you walk out of the office building and into the production room, you can smell the rich aroma of tea.

The production room is very clean and all workers wear hats and masks.

Most of these workers were villagers from Shan'ao Village. They had learned the craft of making tea from agricultural experts. The series of processing steps including withering, rolling, drying, etc. were in order, and Wu Qiming quickly shot a lot of material.

Seeing this, Gu Zongnian stuffed the camera into the bodyguard's hand and said to Xie Yuan Jianguo, "You are responsible for taking pictures."

Xie Yuan Jianguo knew and deeply believed that he was here to help, and he had asked about the specific content of the help he needed long before he came.

Then I learned some photography skills from Gu Zongnan. Now I have to take on the important task alone. Although I am a little nervous, I am also steady and I take the photos very seriously.

Gu Zongnan took his precious drone from another bodyguard and began his work for the day under the gaze of everyone except Song Pingqing.

Murong Xue remained silent and just followed Song Pingqing, but she observed him very carefully and seriously.

Only after she had looked at the entire production room and returned to her residence did Murong Xue say to Song Pingqing:

"You can ask them to make the packaging better and make some small packages with low weight. The small packages can be placed in the guest rooms for free, and the gift boxes can be sold in the specialty store. You can supply the hotels under the Wanmu Group in the future."

So straightforward, the way the young lady spent money was so straightforward, so straightforward that she didn't even need to discuss it with President Murong. It was just like the plots in some TV dramas and novels where the domineering president casually threw out a check for five million.

Straight to the heart of a certain money lover.

However, the profit of this order is definitely more than five million.

"Hiss——" Song Pingqing took a breath, "Although, but, I——"

"Just tell me whether you want this order or not." Murong Xue interrupted her directly.

"want."