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

Song Pingqing never expected to meet his editor in this place.

"Are you the screenwriter of The Legend of Zhen Huan Niang and Orphans of the Times?" Yang Tao handed Song Pingqing his business card. "I am Yang Tao, the top editor of a certain website."

Familiar website, familiar name. Song Pingqing looked at the business card in his hand, then looked up at the purple arrow in front of him, and couldn't help but twitching his lips.

While Song Pingqing was looking at the business card, Yang Tao was also looking at her.

Yang Tao was excited: Ahhhh, she took the business card I gave her! This is the first business card she took today!

Yang Tao: This screenwriter Song looks really young. Is he... an adult?

It was so funny that she had no idea that the screenwriter Song in front of her was the online writer Mrs. Song who she was responsible for.

Wu Qiming was standing next to Song Pingqing. Hearing this, his expression changed slightly: "Ms. Yang, it seems that we didn't send an invitation letter to the editor of a certain point. How did you get in?"

Wu Qiming: The editor didn’t send it, but the boss did. But which boss would bring an editor to such a cocktail party?

"Ah... May I ask who you are?" Yang Tao was suddenly challenged and was obviously stunned for a moment. She didn't often watch TV dramas and never expected that the fourteen-year-old boy in front of her was the recently popular young star Wu Qiming.

I came to his house to set up a party, but I didn’t even know him?

Wu Qiming's face suddenly turned red.

"This is Wu Qiming, the young master of the Wu family."

Song Pingqing glanced at Wu Qiming, introduced him to Yang Tao, and then took out a business card he had just printed with the title of Chairman of Duoyi Video Website and handed it to Yang Tao.

When Wu Qiming saw that his elder brother actually gave the other party his business card, he became even more unhappy. He pulled Song Pingqing and said in a voice that Yang Tao could definitely hear:

"No, you believe her when she says she's an editor at a certain website? You don't even know how she got in."

Song Pingqing smiled strangely and patted Wu Qiming, as if to remind him not to lose his composure.

Invite Yang Tao: "There is a special area for discussing things over there, let's go over there and talk."

Yang Tao had never expected that she would get Song Pingqing's business card by forcing a conversation, and she had never expected that Song Pingqing would invite her to have a private chat. She nodded repeatedly for a while:

"Okay, okay, I'll treat you to anything you want to drink."

Song Pingqing was silent for a moment: "Is this your first time sneaking into such an occasion?"

Yang Tao was embarrassed for a moment: "You found out."

"Don't worry, the Wu family won't go so far as to not pay for these drinks." Song Pingqing teased, and said to Wu Qiming, "Go and do your own thing. Don't interfere with my work, big brother."

"Then my business——" Wu Qiming was very dissatisfied with being intercepted.

"I'll talk to you alone later. Do we still need a chance to meet each other?" Song Pingqing calmed the kid down with just one sentence.

The two walked to the booth and sat down. Song Pingqing asked, "So how did you get in?"

Song Pingqing helped her avoid the master's questioning, and Yang Tao was too embarrassed to avoid the topic when they were alone.

So Yang Tao pointed to a man in a silver-gray suit not far away and said, "Boss Qi brought me in."

Song Pingqing looked in the direction Yang Tao pointed, and saw a man named Golden Arrow, about thirty years old, wearing a silver-gray suit, chatting with a woman named Golden Arrow in front of him, wearing a white evening dress.

The expression was artificial, and it was obvious that she was in an ambiguous stage, but the appearance of the female golden arrowhead...

Song Pingqing looked at her for a few more times, then looked at Yang Tao. He did not mention this matter directly, but asked another question that she was more concerned about: "Did Mr. Qi tell you that I was the screenwriter of The Legend of Empress Zhen?"

"Yes." Yang Tao smiled awkwardly. "Our website is looking for authors. The TV series "Legend of Zhen Huanniang" and the movie script "Orphans of the Times" are really good, so I took the liberty to find you through Mr. Qi. But you look like you are underage?"

"Indeed." Song Pingqing pushed the cheesecake that the waiter had put down in front of Yang Tao, "Do you have a grudge against Mr. Qi?"

Yang Tao was stunned: "Is your insight so strong?"

"It's not a question of insight."

"You said you came to see me through Mr. Qi, but Mr. Qi himself didn't come. It seems like he was being disrespectful."

Not only did he neglect Yang Tao, he even neglected Song Pingqing. If Song Pingqing was really a young screenwriter who was arrogant because of his talent, Yang Tao would be in trouble at this moment.

In fact, Yang Tao almost got into trouble. Didn’t Wu Qiming almost kick her out as a gangster just now?

This was the first time Song Pingqing had seen Purple Arrow in such a miserable state.

Where can you find a golden arrow fighting on the battlefield without knowing to bring assistance?

Yang Tao's expression changed several times, and he seemed a little discouraged. He poked the cake with a fork a few times and said, "Do you know about substitute literature?"

"Of course, after all, I also wrote Wan Wan Lei Qing."

"I'm talking about the kind in modern romance. The kind where the white moonlight goes abroad and the president finds a substitute in China." Yang Tao said this with a bit of self-destruction.

Song Pingqing took a sip of black tea and added casually: "Then Bai Yueguang returned to China, the stand-in and Bai Yueguang fought each other, and the president helped Bai Yueguang bully the stand-in?"

"I don't know what the rest of the story will be like, but I seem to be the stand-in."

Yang Tao's words shocked Song Pingqing. What? Did she come to the banquet and bump into an awakened purple arrow?

Yang Tao didn't notice Song Pingqing's expression. She was only 22 years old, and she was a little irritable when her defense was broken: "I just found out about this today."

"Oh, it seems that Bai Yueguang has just returned to China." Song Pingqing complained casually, and after thinking about it, she added tentatively, "Could it be that the man surnamed Qi is your boss who lives not far from your home and asked you to work overtime during the New Year?"

“Is he the boss of a certain place?”

Yang Tao was so shocked that his pupils trembled: "No, how did you know?"

"Maybe it's because I also have a pen name called 'Old Lady Song'." Song Pingqing shrugged, "If we didn't have some connection, do you think I would just give a stranger a way out? You didn't even have an invitation."

"Wow——" Yang Tao's defense was broken again, "Why is it you——"

I thought it was a gossipy tree hole, but it turned out to be a gossipy acquaintance.

This makes Yang Tao feel so uncomfortable.

"He treated you like that, so you're going to quit? Come work for me, the least I can do is save you from having to work overtime on the night of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month."

Who doesn’t want high-energy assistance? The more the better!

Unexpectedly, Yang Tao shook her head with a sad face: "I also want to quit, but I can't."

"Otherwise, who would be willing to work for such a bastard?" You also have to be on guard against sexual harassment in the workplace at all times.

Yang Tao didn't know how to say the second half of the sentence, after all, the person in front of him looked underage.

Song Pingqing's eyes flashed with a gleam. He raised his hand to pick up the teapot on the table, added hot tea to her cup, and said in a gentle tone: "Is there any problem?"

It’s good to have questions. Who said that Song Pingqing can’t rely on Shi En to poach people?