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

Everything is ready for the flower viewing festival stall, and it will only be put into operation on Friday. Song Pingqing has devoted all his time and attention, except for studying, to the investment report of the smart phone project.

This project has been running for a year and a half, and just reading the relevant materials consumed three days of Song Pingqing's spare time.

There is no other way. It is impossible to bring these materials into school to read. Even at home, they must be put into the safe in time after reading. Even if Song Pingqing does homework during every break, he can only squeeze out two or three hours to read the materials at most.

After three days, Song Pingqing finally came up with an outline for the project report.

Starting from project overview, to market analysis, technical support and products, business model, team introduction, financial planning, risk assessment and response, development plan and investment model, everything was listed out one by one. Before he even started writing the report, Song Pingqing was already overwhelmed.

Deja vu, deja vu.

Song Pingqing looked at the nine fees listed on the white paper and felt his scalp tingling so much that his hair stood on end.

It's such a familiar scene. How is this different from the scene of having to work in my previous life?

Back then, Murong Xue personally promised Song Pingqing that she would not let her work for others, but she never expected that working for herself would also be like this? !

Song Pingqing went into Murong Xue's room with the report outline in his hand. After entering the room, he slapped the outline on Murong Xue's desk, then spread it on someone's bed and said to Murong Xue:

"I don't think this report will be finished before May 1st."

Murong Xue looked at her smooth and rogue movements and raised her eyebrows slightly without leaving any trace.

She did not respond to Song Pingqing's words immediately, but walked to the table and sat down, reading the outline written by Song Pingqing without missing a word.

To be honest, Murong Xue was quite satisfied with this overall report outline which had not been detailed.

But Murong Xue's personality is indeed a bit twisted now.

Sometimes he would be like Song Pingqing, although he would not praise openly, he would also quietly express his approval.

Sometimes he is like her dear father. If he is not satisfied, he will directly fight back. If he is satisfied, he will not express his attitude but continue to move forward with an expressionless face.

Just like now, Murong Xue read the outline listed by Song Pingqing and did not comment: "After three days of reading the materials, this is what you figured out?"

See, he is obviously satisfied, but he just won’t say it.

Song Pingqing put his hands behind his head and sighed silently in his heart.

“I won’t write any more.”

"That's the right way to think about it." After hearing this answer, Murong Xue's reaction began to resemble Song Pingqing again, and she started to brag, "You should have learned to throw these things to others a long time ago."

"Isn't it just to make yourself feel more relaxed when you hire someone?" Murong Xue stood up and walked to the bedside, looking down at Song Pingqing who looked tired: "You have to remember that you are paying for it."

Alas...children are creatures that will become like whoever they spend time with.

After getting a clear path with Murong Xue, Song Pingqing handed the job over to Gu Zongnan.

No wonder people say throwing work to others is like passing the buck. Isn’t this just kicking the ball away?

Gu Zongnian looked at the documents sent to his mailbox with a confused look on his face: Who am I? Where am I? Today seems to be a school day, not a work day, right?

So a phone call came to Song Pingqing: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Don't you want to raise money for the group?" Song Pingqing remembered Murong Xue's words "You are the one paying the money" and spoke to Gu Zongnian in a pretentious and lazy tone, "If you want to raise money, you have to show some sincerity, right?"

Gu Zongnan's face darkened when he heard this.

Where did his elder brother go to study? Why did he suddenly look like Party A?

So Gu Zongnian also changed his attitude in an instant: "I'm not saying that this thing is time-consuming and laborious to make. Now Xingyao Group is almost running at full capacity."

"Brother, wake up, you want to raise 30 billion, not 3!" Song Pingqing first retorted him with one sentence, and then made a brutal finishing move.

"You're not going to tell me that you don't want your dad to see how powerful the project you run is, right?"

Gu Zongnan opened his mouth to retort, but then closed it again.

Song Pingqing: Little Gu Zongnan, he can handle it easily~!

"What you said really makes sense." Gu Zongnian was silent for five seconds, and when he spoke again, he had changed his train of thought, "But I think there is still a little more to it."

Song Pingqing heard the change in his attitude, so he also became polite: "President Gu, please speak."

“I think technical support and products should be split into hardware technical support and products and software technical support and products for classified reporting.”

Gu Zongnan, who changed his mindset, was even more client-oriented than Song Pingqing, and had no psychological burden in increasing the workload of his employees.

Gu Zongnian was afraid that Song Pingqing would not understand his deep meaning, so he wanted to break it down and explain it to Song Pingqing: "The hardware and software of the smart phone project are very different, and the employees involved in the work are also from different departments. It is inevitable that the report will be confusing if they are put together."

They completely forgot that Song Pingqing was the first shareholder to emphasize the importance of software.

Song Pingqing did not expose this point, but did not forget his purpose and continued to advance his goal: "Well, I think what you said is right, then let's do as you said. I want to see the report before the end of April."

"Ah? So urgent?" Gu Zongnan was confused.

"Otherwise, how can I go home to ask for money during the May Day holiday?" Song Pingqing said confidently.

"No chance before the end of April." Gu Zongnian was even tougher than Song Pingqing this time. "The earliest possible is the end of May."

Without waiting for Song Pingqing to ask further questions, Gu Zongnian continued, "My dear brother, this year we have applied for more than 450 patents in hardware technology alone. You can imagine how much information needs to be sorted out in the hardware technology sector alone."

"There is also software. Huang Ruiyuan and Yan Que are working very hard with their team. There are also patents to be applied for. Where can we find extra people to write reports at this critical moment?"

When it comes to the operation of Xingyao Group, Gu Zongnan knows every detail of it like the back of his hand.

Murong Xue's voice suddenly sounded: "Okay, then it'll be the end of May."

Gu Zongnian didn't expect Murongxue to be right next to Song Pingqing. He suddenly said "Huh?" "You two are together?"

Murong Xue was too lazy to pay attention to Gu Zongnian's obvious nonsense, and said to herself: "I want to see the report before the end of May. June 7, 8, and 9 are the Dragon Boat Festival holidays. Then bring the heads of each section to my house to make reports."

"If you want to get money, you have to act like you want to get money."

Gu Zongnan: Really, my brother is naive. He should have guessed that Murong Xue must be supporting Song Pingqing when he spoke.

After thinking for a while, Gu Zongnian said, "Okay, let's go to my house after yours."

Let’s all go home and ask for money.