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

Seeing that Song Pingqing was curious about this kind of thing, Murong Xue explained a little more: "Don't listen to his nonsense. If you really want to find out something, it's not that easy."

That's true. After all, they are wealthy families. How could they choose unreliable servants to work at home? Wouldn't that be handing leverage to their opponents?

"I'll take you to the security company at home some other day." Murongxue whispered in Song Pingqing's ear, "You should broaden your horizons. Don't believe everything he says. He's not on the front line."

That makes sense.

At this point, Song Pingqing simply said to Murong Xue: "I really have something that I would like to ask someone to check."

"What's the matter?" Murong Xue felt strange.

"Two years ago, my uncle asked us to select people from several orphanages for sponsorship. One of the girls I selected is doing well now." Song Pingqing told Murong Xue about what happened during the winter vacation.

"I personally tried out the semi-finished version she made, and it was really good. This type of game requires a lot of investment, which I can't afford alone, let alone such a large sum of money. I have to check her out and find out what kind of person she is."

"Do you want me to invest some as well?" Murong Xue asked.

"There's also Gu Zongnian. His family is in the technical field, so we can win together." Song Pingqing added, "I haven't thought about it yet. If she really wants you to join, then her current level of preparation is far from enough."

Murong Xue snorted lightly: "You are self-aware enough to not bring me an idea without a plan to invest in."

"......I'm not a fool." Song Pingqing looked at Murongxue with an expression that said, "Don't underestimate my intelligence." "It's still early, there's no rush."

"Yes, it's still early. But I'm not very interested in the gaming industry. Since you were the one who asked for this, I'll lend you some money when the time comes. You can pay me back when you make enough money."

"What if I lose money?" Song Pingqing muttered casually.

"It hasn't even started yet, and you're already worried about losing money?" Murong Xue was very dissatisfied with Song Pingqing's lack of confidence, and said in a slightly disdainful tone, "If there is a loss, it will be deducted from your salary and annual dividends. There will always be a day when it is enough."

Seeing Song Pingqing's helpless look, Murong Xue added in a good mood: "Don't worry, you won't starve even if all the money is taken away."

"Yes, yes, yes. When the day comes when I can't eat, I will carry my luggage and knock on your door."

Then he held a spoon bigger than his head and shouted confidently: What's wrong with eating a spoonful of your rice!!!

I've cooked so many meals for you, what's wrong with eating a few of your meals???

The three people in the back row felt really confused when they saw the two people in the front row starting to argue for no apparent reason and discussing issues like borrowing money and eating.

"Brother, you want to borrow money, just tell me how much you want to borrow?" Gu Zongnian said at an inappropriate time, "I don't want interest."

"Is it your turn?" Murong Xue gave him a cold look, "Go back to your seat."

Gu Zongnian: ????

Gu Zongnian: What did I do wrong again? ? ? ?

The study life at Baihua College has always been rich and colorful.

When the spring breeze was warm and the apricot blossoms were in full bloom, the usually restless Baihua Academy organized several new activities in succession.

The timings of these events even overlapped slightly, which fully demonstrated one thing to everyone: there was no way for P people to survive in Baihua College.

If this person is a fanatic about campus activities, his daily schedule would probably be three pages long. From the moment he opens his eyes in the morning to the moment he closes them at night, not a single minute is wasted.

Either the tuition at Baihua College is too expensive, or there are so many logistical personnel serving the on-campus activities all day long.

Wow, this is really eye-opening.

Because there are so many activities, each member of the team has their own ideas.

Gu Zongnan is interested in the science and technology innovation competition.

Shen Ci wants to go to moot court as a lawyer.

Murong Xue set her sights on the Model United Nations conference.

Wu Qiming, on the other hand, is obsessed with participating in the campus star selection contest with an image of himself having successfully lost weight.

Song Pingqing was convinced. Why do you need to participate in the campus star competition? Isn't that what your family does? Just give it a try and make your debut behind the scenes.

Song Pingqing looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle: I feel like I am the only one in the team who is a real Capybara player???

sluggish--

The four of them looked at Song Pingqing, their eyes seemed to be asking, "What are you going to do?"

Song Pingqing spread his hands: "I'm interested in making money."

What you said is just bullshit. Campus activities have nothing to do with making money.

Murong Xue said speechlessly, "Tsk!" "Then just put your name on everyone's competition and try them all out to see what activities can inspire you to make money."

This is really the biggest punishment for those who try to take advantage of the situation.

Song Pingqing: o(╥﹏╥)o What should I do if my boss works too hard?

Since Murong Xue had already spoken, Song Pingqing had no choice but to agree: "Okay, okay, you have the final say. I'll listen to you."

Seeing that Song Pingqing was also alive, the four men let her go.

The first activity to start was the Science and Technology Innovation Competition, which was the project that Gu Zongnan was most interested in.

The competition period is relatively long. The preliminaries are divided into primary school senior grade group, junior high school group and high school group. The gold medal winners in each group will be pushed to the province to participate in the next round of competition.

The reason why Gu Zongnian wanted to participate in this event was simply because of his status. He held his head high and looked very proud, and said:

"Who am I? I am the heir of Gu Technology! If I don't participate in this kind of competition, my parents will be laughed at by others when they go out."

"That makes a lot of sense!" Song Pingqing perfunctorily raised his hand to applaud him, and then casually added, "Then may I ask Mr. Gu from Gu's Technology if he has any ideas?"

"Huh?" Gu Zongnan's reaction was like a goose with its neck stuck.

Song Pingqing just asked casually, but he didn't expect that Gu Zongnian shouted slogans loudly, but his actual ideas were blank. He couldn't help but complain: "You are jumping here without any ideas!"

As expected, the least skilled goose was the one jumping the most happily.

Murong Xue asked her quietly: "I can't even tell whether you are teaching him or bullying him, with his brain."

Song Pingqing looked as if he had accidentally eaten a rotten fruit. He looked at Murong Xue with an indescribable look in his eyes: "Do I look so idle? I was just being sarcastic to him."

"Oh, yin and yang." Murong Xue nodded thoughtfully, "This is a good description. I will learn it next time."

You don't need to learn it. You have already mastered this weird skill without any teacher.

Song Pingqing's mouth twitched: "Learn something good."

Children are so easily led astray. If she dared to lead Murong Xue astray, Murong Ba would always kill her.

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Being a close follower is risky, so you need to be careful with what you say and do. It’s better to do it where the young lady can’t see you.

Since Gu Zongnan is eager to participate in the competition, he should be the one to think about the events.

Even though he had privately approached Song Pingqing twice and asked him if he had any suggestions for the competition, Song Pingqing refused to say a word.

"Brother, you are a famous person after all, can you give me some advice - ah - ah -???" Gu Zongnan looked pitiful, like a big dog whose food bowl was taken away.

"No, no, no. Mr. Gu is the leader of the project. I just need to add bricks and tiles according to the drawings you drew." Where Murong Xue couldn't see, Song Pingqing was still sarcastic.

Gu Zongnan returned home in disappointment.

In fact, Song Pingqing has a lot of ideas in his mind, but he just can't let them develop the habit of relying too much on him.

There is no way to avoid eating on the island. No matter how hard the food is, you have to eat enough.

Since this is an important issue concerning the development of personal abilities, it would be better for Song Pingqing not to interfere too much.

If a protagonist encounters a problem during his growth, and the first thing he thinks of is not to solve it by himself, but to rely on help from others, then is he a protagonist or a waste?

It's okay to seek help from others and to support each other, but if everyone puts their hopes of solving the problem on the other person, then the villain will probably be able to shout, "None of the protagonists can fight."

What's more, as the heir of Gu Technology, Gu Zongnan has a good understanding of technological products and has a deep understanding of basic physical and chemical knowledge and developments in various aspects.

If Song Pingqing really had any ideas, it would be fine if they were good, but if they were not good, it would be just a performance of showing off one's skills in front of an expert.

That’s all.

It is very inconsistent with Song Pingqing's style to mess around.

Song Pingqing's non-interference attitude made Gu Zongnan sigh for several days.

Even Murong Xue was a little surprised: "I thought you were going to give me all kinds of advice like before."

"That's his business, not mine." Song Pingqing laughed, "Once he comes up with a set of rules, we just need to cooperate with him."

Damn it, grandma is not her little follower, why should she care about his business.

"We really can't control everything." Murong Xue agreed deeply.

Gu Zongnan still had some skills. Seeing that Song Pingqing really had no suggestions in this regard, he was depressed for a few days and finally came up with a plan.

“Smart home system?!”

Song Pingqing was shocked when he saw the title of the plan.

Smartphones haven't even been developed yet, but Gu Zongnian is already thinking about smart home systems? ? ?

The boy has a very good idea...

Before Song Pingqing could finish his compliment in his mind, he was shocked by the design drawings on the first page of the proposal.

Ha...hehe.

The idea is correct, but the formula is so wrong! ! ! !

Sure enough, she shouldn't have expected anything from the pseudo-intelligence of this era.