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

Song Wen only met everyone briefly and went to join the crew to embrace her new life. Her four children had to stay in Fenghua Entertainment as office workers.

Fortunately, due to the hardware limitations brought about by the level of technology, the world has not yet developed to the crazy point of working online at any time and in the middle of the night, so overtime is not serious.

At least these little brats can ensure that they get off work on time at 5:30 every afternoon.

The way they leave work by the second hand looks just like they are leaving school on time, which has undoubtedly become an enviable scene in Fenghua Entertainment.

No one dared to stop these young ladies and gentlemen who joined the team with money from working overtime, but the real office workers had to stay where they were and continue working.

Song Pingqing sat in the nanny car, looking at the clear blue sky outside the car, and sighed deeply in his heart: "Sometimes it's better if technology is not so advanced."

After all, when she entered the workplace in her previous life, smartphones and various online office software were already quite mature, and she was happy to learn about 996 as soon as she started working.

It is better not to have such a blessing repeated in this lifetime.

While his soul was wandering, Song Pingqing's cell phone suddenly made a "ding dong" sound, as if it had received a text message.

"I'm going to school." Song Pingqing fiddled with his cell phone for a few times and said something shocking.

"It's summer vacation, why are you going to school?" Wu Qiming was the first to ask, almost jumping up with excitement.

"I'm going to practice. There's a game in September."

There is no doubt that the text message was sent by Zhuang Han.

"Okay, brother, it's already time to get off work, why are you still rushing to find work for yourself?" Wu Qiming collapsed, "I still want to go home and read comics!"

He pestered his sister for a long time before his sister bought him a new book! It was just imported! It’s still fresh!

Brother, this shows how he has no ambition!

"In that case, I should go back to school and practice as well?" Liu Junxi suddenly chimed in. He and Song Pingqing were competing very closely in academic performance, and he couldn't help but feel like competing with each other.

It's mainly in the first grade of elementary school. As long as no one suddenly has a seizure, they won't get low scores.

Wu Qiming: Oh my god, there are so many winners? ? ? ?

"Then I'll go back too." Murong Xue said, "Let's see if I can find some inspiration when I return to school."

It’s really boring to go home. I’ve been watching variety shows all day. I can’t continue watching variety shows after get off work.

If Wu Qiming knew what Murong Xue was thinking at this moment, he might crazily recommend his new TV series to her so that this young lady would join him in making trouble.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to read minds.

The young master was inexplicably involved! How abominable!

Under Wu Qiming's resentful look like that of a country woman, the nanny car turned and headed towards the school, and everyone went about their own business.

It was already 9:30 in the evening when Song Pingqing returned to his residence. He had a quick midnight snack and went back to his bedroom to continue organizing his thoughts. When he saw the clock pointing to 10:40, he put down the draft in his hand, turned on the desk lamp, and climbed into bed to sleep.

Days without a mobile phone to distract me are somewhat dull and boring, but my efficiency is extremely high.

At 8:30 the next morning, when he returned to the office, Song Pingqing stopped Liu Junxi who was about to continue broadcasting the variety show.

"Let's not watch the variety show for now. I have some ideas and we can discuss the feasibility first." Song Pingqing took out a stack of B5 printing paper from his schoolbag.

Liu Junxi's expression was complicated, and there was a sense of powerlessness as if "Aren't we just slacking off together? How come you suddenly got a magical outfit?"

Wu Qiming was even more devastated.

I didn't see the comics after get off work, resentment +1

Inexplicably swept away, resentment +2

Teammates suddenly become superb, resentment +

Song Pingqing's plan is to bring the good voices from his previous life here.

There is no other reason. In this era where the only way to listen to a lecture while walking is to use a portable device and an MP3 player, sound can obviously touch people's hearts more easily than pictures.

Although debates and talk shows are both audio, they also need a stage to enrich the content. In this era without mobile terminals, the impact on the company is immediate, and it is difficult to achieve long-term playback and viewing.

“I think we can hold a unique talent show.”

After thinking about this, Song Pingqing felt that I Have a Good Voice was very suitable for the current stage of development of domestic variety shows.

It has its own characteristics and hot spots, and there are speakers in the streets and alleys to help play and spread the song, increasing the sustainability of its popularity.

There is simply no better way to use it than this.

What's more, "I Have a Good Voice" is a relatively old-fashioned music program. It's just a chair that rotates when you press a button, and it has sufficient technical support.

The four of them gathered together, and Song Pingqing explained the program's operating model and highlights in a few words, which made Murong Xue and Wu Qiming's eyes sparkle.

"You really were born to be in variety shows!" Wu Qiming exclaimed.

Can make money for my family, resentment -

Song Pingqing: "Thank you, thank you. I am so ashamed. No, no, it's just a coincidence."

Grandma Song’s inner thoughts: Thank you for the invitation, but I have limited knowledge in my head. I can’t handle another three or five internships like this.

"We can give it a try!" Murong Xue also thought it was feasible and started immediately, "Then let's discuss it and draw the stage."

"Row."

As soon as you say you're busy, you get busy.

Liu Junxi stared in amazement at the three people who suddenly started fighting in a hurry, and felt deeply that he was not cut out for this job.

This feeling reached its peak when Song Pingqing and Wu Qiming argued over how to choose in the auditions and they were so red in the face that they almost wanted to stand on the table to battle.

As a result, Liu Junxi quickly positioned himself in this internship: running errands, logistics, and clerk!

We are very dedicated to handling all issues except the planning proposal.

Isn't paddling diligently a form of effort?

"What is this show called?"

When Murongxue asked this question, Song Pingqing answered without hesitation: "Turning around for you!!"

“The top music producer becomes a mentor, coming for you and turning around for you!”

The advertisements were quickly put out, not only on television, but also in magazines, newspapers, and even at the entrances of shopping malls in many cities across the country, wherever there was a lot of traffic, posters for the "Turning Around for You" program were put up.

The main focus is to maximize the universal appeal of the program.

PS: The poster of the "Turning For You" program was designed jointly by Murong Xue and Song Pingqing.

Because of the poster design, Murong Xue, who has always been quiet and elegant, almost fell out with Song Pingqing.

"No, it's too high-end, change it!"

"Ordinary people don't care whether you have artistic qualities or not, they only care whether the poster is eye-catching enough! Change it!"

"The font is too small, change it!"

"change!"

"change!"

"change!"

During this time when everyone was busy and anxious, the relationship between Murong Xue and Song Pingqing deteriorated sharply.

When the final version of the poster came out, Murong Xue's eyes turned red.

I don’t know if it was because he was angry or exhausted.

That’s right. The eldest lady has never suffered such a great injustice since she was a child. Except for her father, Mr. Murong, this is the first time that someone dares to destroy the fruits of the eldest lady’s labor.

And asked people to revise it again and again.

Seeing the undisguised anger in Murong Xue's eyes, Song Pingqing had a hunch that if she dared to ask her to make even the slightest change, Murong Xue would abandon all the etiquette and manners she had learned and jump up to strangle her.

Song Pingqing looked at the barely acceptable poster in front of him and smacked his lips.

"That's fine. Just hand in this version."

Don't make things difficult for the child, he's going crazy.

After receiving the poster, Wu Zhenming looked at Song Pingqing with deep and complicated eyes.

As the "supervisor + mentor" appointed by President Murong Ba and as Wu Qiming's biological sister, Wu Zhenming certainly knows the relationship between these children, and she also knows why President Murong Ba chose them to do.

That's why her mood is so complicated at this moment.

If Song Pingqing had been born in ancient times, he would definitely have been a loyal minister who dared to speak out against his superiors.

At the very least, she would never dare to mess with this young lady, let alone bring her back to change the plan after she had already left the company.

What kind of unscrupulous party A must be to do something worse than an animal.

Wu Zhenming pretended to look at the poster, but he was actually complaining inside.

She only dared to do this to Wu Qiming.

"The poster design is good. I will arrange for someone to put it up." Wu Zhenming finished his inner complaints and pushed his glasses frame. "Keep working hard."

After Murong Xue learned the news, she immediately asked for leave to go back and rest.

Song Pingqing also took leave and went to apologize to the eldest lady.

"Xue'er and Big Brother have such a good relationship." Wu Qiming sighed with deep emotion, "Xue'er is actually willing to wait for Big Brother to get in the car and go together."

"Hmm...how come it's not love?"

Liu Junxi was best at observing people's expressions and secretly guessed in his heart: Maybe Xue'er was not angry at all.

Song Pingqing's behavior towards Murong Xue these days was too brutal, which directly caused the atmosphere group's career to suffer a disastrous defeat. The tense atmosphere was so intense that even ghosts would not dare to say a word.

Even after the two of them had such a commotion, Murong Xue did not leave Song Pingqing and go home first.

The eldest lady's moral quality is really very high, at least much better than the male protagonists in many domineering CEO novels who often throw people into the rain.

The good thing about Murong Xue is that she is a well-educated person.

Song Pingqing held Murongxue's hand and confessed deeply: "I was wrong. I made a mistake that all Party A in the world would make..."

Murong Xue said in a cold tone: "Oh, if I had known you were going home, I wouldn't have gone back."

Song Pingqing was shocked by this sentence.

Wake up, Miss! Your life goal is to become a boss like your father, how can you suddenly change your style and imitate Lin Daiyu! !

Song Pingqing was so stunned that he didn't dare to respond.

The driver, who usually seldom spoke, suddenly said something shocking: "Didn't you just ask me to wait for her for another two minutes?"

Indeed, Murong Xue, who had just successfully asked for leave, was still thinking about whether Song Pingqing would say something to coax her after getting in the car, so she asked the driver to stop downstairs for two more minutes.

Song Pingqing didn't bother to analyze in his mind the similarity between this line and the context of "Young Master hasn't laughed like this in a long time."

He immediately jumped down the stairs, hugged Murong Xue tightly and said, "Oh, I knew Sister Xue'er is the best!"

"..." Murong Xue's face was dark and red at this moment. After being depressed for a long time, she blurted out, "You are so annoying, Song Pingqing!"

Song Pingqing also pretended to be angry, and said aggrievedly: "You know, I always try my best in everything I do. Besides, we have worked so hard for this program. If we lose money, I will be very sad."

At this moment, Song Pingqing had tears in her eyes, with tiny tears hanging on her eyelashes. The warm light in the car shone on her face, making her look quite pitiful and fragile.

Murong Xue looked at her for a moment, and couldn't help but soften her heart: "Okay, okay, I forgive you. It's also because I didn't consider the audience when I designed it at the beginning..."

As she was talking, Murong Xue suddenly felt something was wrong.

Song Pingqing is so weak! This is not the time for her to fight with others while holding a glass bottle.

"I knew you were the best!" Song Pingqing took advantage of Murong Xue's failure to pull out the steps and rolled down as fast as he could, not giving Murong Xue any chance to regret.

"Then tell me! How do you plan to compensate me!" Murong Xue asked.

Song Pingqing took out his cell phone and showed the message on it to Murong Xue.

Song Pingqing chuckled and said, "I have made a reservation for dinner at the Michelin restaurant where I celebrated your birthday last time. I will treat you, okay?"

"Hmph." Murong Xue turned her head to the other side, "Okay, I'll forgive you reluctantly."

That restaurant requires reservations at least five days in advance, which was the most painful time for her to modify the poster.

Even if she had good intentions.

Song Pingqing saw the corner of Murong Xue's mouth that she tried to hide but couldn't, and gently pulled her hand.

"What are you doing? I forgive you."

"We're home." Song Pingqing said helplessly, "It's time to get off the bus."

"……Oh!"

The two of them reconciled surprisingly quickly. Perhaps, just as Liu Junxi secretly guessed, Murong Xue was not that angry in the first place.

But I still feel depressed, and I have to find a place to vent my temper.

In fact, this is also related to the fact that Song Pingqing is too skilled in coaxing children.

After all, there is an old lady's soul underneath the child's body.

Although Song Pingqing was able to come up with a model for a variety show, he knew very little about the operation and details of variety shows.

At this point, the two can temporarily withdraw from the front line, and Wu Qiming, who has been influenced by this since childhood, will take over and start following up on the advancement of the next process.

Wu Qiming immediately got busy. Although he was fat, he was in good health. The busier he was, the more rosy and lovely his face looked.

"Why haven't you finished writing the advertising sponsorship copy yet? The sponsor is coming to a meeting this afternoon!"

"How did you connect with the guests? Have you asked about Teacher Lin's schedule for next month?"

"He works really hard. He deserves to be working for his family's business." Murong Xue sighed deeply.

"Working for your own family is indeed very motivating." Song Pingqing deeply agrees.

Who says that rich families always produce prodigal sons? This guy is quite ambitious.

However, the original intention of the person involved had nothing to do with these. He just wanted to compete with Wu Zhenming so as to prove to this sister that he was actually very capable.

This proof has nothing to do with the dispute over family property, it is really just because of the younger brother's unwillingness to admit defeat to his sister.

If Wu Zhenming knew what Wu Qiming was thinking, he would probably want to comfort his brother: the age difference is too big, there is really no comparison.

As for Murong Xue?

As far as her starting point is concerned, all she needs to do is know how to use people.

Wu Zhenming was quite optimistic about the plan proposed by the four people, and Song Pingqing was not surprised at all. After all, this was also a popular product in his previous life.

Wu Zhenming analyzed the issue more from her own professional perspective. The fact that the mentor could not see the singer's appearance before she turned around was enough for her to come up with many ideas for hype.

"These children are very talented." Wu Zhenming reported to Mr. Murong over the phone with a very relaxed and cheerful tone, "Mr. Murong, maybe you don't have to pay for the tuition this time."

A few kids can earn it back themselves.

"Yeah." There was no emotion in Murong's voice as usual. This characteristic is truly the standard feature of a domineering president.

"Don't forget to give them bonuses when the time comes."

Wu Zhenming twirled a pen in one hand and held the phone in the other and said with a smile, "Of course, don't worry, I will satisfy the young employees."

President Murong Ba said "Hmm." again and hung up the phone.

"Tsk, look at this guy, he clearly cares so much that he calls me from overseas in the middle of the night, but he just keeps silent."

Wu Zhenming listened to the beeping sound on the other end of the phone and couldn't help but complain to himself, "What a show-off."

Mr. Murong Ba paid tuition for several people just as he had said before. His way of paying the tuition was very simple and crude.

In just three days, the sponsorship contract between Fenghua Entertainment and Murong Group's subsidiary Wanmu Commercial was finalized, and Wanmu Commercial exclusively sponsored the "Turning For You" program.