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

Song Pingqing didn't get enough sleep for his nap because he was complaining to Murong Xue about the gap between himself and the genius.

People really don't want to do any work when they are sleepy.

Song Pingqing is no exception.

When Song Pingqing woke up from lunch break, he appeared in the study with messy short hair.

Next to him was Yan Que, who was ready to continue explaining to her the other problems in the management and transportation of logistics items, and how these problems could be solved with technology.

Song Pingqing knew that the system made by Yan Que was very valuable.

What's more, this time Yan Que not only made a system, but also some hardware.

This was the first time that Song Pingqing appeared in front of Yan Que in such an unruly image since he had acute gastroenteritis after eating spicy strips that year.

Yan Que looked at the tuft of hair standing up on Song Pingqing's head and felt that his idol suddenly became down-to-earth.

Yan Que thought so and said so.

What he got was Song Pingqing's sneer: "These days, even gods have to be down-to-earth when they come down to earth, and gods who are not down-to-earth will be abandoned by human society."

Yan Que pushed up his glasses and said seriously: "There is no God in this world."

"No, there are." Song Pingqing certainly wouldn't tell Yan Que about the White Hair Heavenly Dao, "For example, you, you are your own god."

Song Pingqing gave Yan Que a look that said "you know".

Yan Que: Although I think you are still sleepy and talking nonsense, your nonsense sounds pretty nice.

Song Pingqing's phone rang. She picked up the phone and saw that it was from Baimao Tiandao: "I suspect you are calling me."

"Haven't you heard that saying?" Song Pingqing quickly replied, "I won't talk to Yue Lao Temple, and I won't get up from my knees in Cai Shen Temple."

Baimao Tiandao replied immediately: "Have you ever been to the Temple of the God of Wealth?"

Song Pingqing: "...You've never been to Murong's house?"

Baimao Tiandao: "This God of Wealth is amazing~!"

Song Pingqing: "If you have the time to sit here and eavesdrop on my conversation, why don't you just go find a host with a 'Technology Power Country' system and travel over to do the work."

Baimao Tiandao: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Song Pingqing: "You have to be clear about your position."

Yan Que looked at Song Pingqing, who was gritting his teeth and texting frantically with an unhappy look on his face, and asked, "How about you take a rest for a while?"

This guy is too irritable when he wakes up, even though it's not directed at her.

"No need, today I just want to scold this rebellious thing and wake him up!"

It was born from the residual world written by someone, and it has no idea, right? It doesn't even know who its biological mother is?

Baimao Tiandao was obviously eavesdropping again, and immediately sent a message to curse back: "Who are you saying is against Tiangang? You are the one who is against Tiangang. I am nothing!"

It’s a pity that I acted too quickly and didn’t think quickly enough, so I ended up scolding myself first.

There was no undo function at this time, which really caught Song Pingqing: "Hey~ You also know that you are nothing!"

It turns out that the intelligence of the Heavenly Dao in this world is worrying.

Baimao Tiandao: QAQ...

After Song Pingqing finished scolding those people who were not doing well, his condition started to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yan Que was stunned.

"Or you can just tell my parents about this." Song Pingqing put away his phone, and when his eyes fell on the equipment and testing tools again, he became listless again.

It's over. I once again recalled the fear of being dominated by a genius.

Even top students will become tired of studying if they are suppressed too harshly!

"But you should have some understanding of your property, otherwise how can you manage it?"

"I'm the boss. I just need to find the right people to manage them." Song Pingqing patted Yan Que's shoulder. "You'll be exhausted if you do everything yourself."

"I am the boss. My job is to find money for my employees, not to steal money from them."

Yan Que exclaimed, "But if you don't know the solutions to various crises, how can you find money to make?"

Song Pingqing: ...I've realized that there are only zero and countless times when a top student is crushed by a genius.

Seeing that Song Pingqing's attitude had softened, Yan Que continued, "So, you still need to learn more."

So Song Pingqing once again endured four hours of inhumane torture, and finally heard everything Yan Que had to say.

Song Pingqing slumped on the single sofa without any image, just like a rebellious girl who hated studying and acted indifferent in front of her tutor.

A servant came to call them downstairs for dinner. Song Pingqing said, "Stay here for two days. You need to report this to my parents again. They are in charge of the logistics company. I need to confirm when they are free."

Yan Que nodded: "Okay."

The driver took Xu Jinmei and Song Dashan home. Xu Jinmei leaned back in her seat, drowsy.

Since the earthquake, the logistics company has been in a state of combat readiness, and the endless workload has made it difficult for the couple to catch their breath.

Song Dashan used the automobile resources of 4S stores in various places, invested a large amount of money and resources, and deployed a lot of freight vehicles.

In addition to having a car, you also need people. Xu Jinmei contacted various places to recruit people. The aftershocks continued, and only high salaries would attract brave men.

The couple had to do all the security work, complete the orders that needed to be completed, and also withstand external pressure and the rumors spread by internal people that "the boss wants to sell the company."

For the past two months, my eyes have been red, dark circles under my eyes, and my face has been pale. Only recently have they finally gotten better.

Xu Jinmei leaned back in her chair, half asleep, and whispered, "Our management model is still too backward."

Song Dashan also closed his eyes to catch up on his sleep. He felt that Xu Jinmei seemed to have said something, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He said "Hmm?" in a daze: "Wife, what did you say?"

However, Xu Jinmei fell asleep and did not say it a second time.

So, when Song Pingqing mentioned the update of management model to Xu Jinmei, Xu Jinmei felt as if she was in a dream.

When did my daughter have the ability to make a wish? It's so...huh?

Song Dashan was also a little confused: "So what you mean is that your underage genius friend who started out as a game developer has improved a systematic management solution for the logistics company that can solve the problem of lost and damaged logistics items, right?"

Song Dashan himself didn't know how to break up this sentence, and he almost suffocated after speaking it in one breath.

Song Dashan felt a little tired after saying all this in one breath, and Song Pingqing felt a little numb after listening to him chattering on and on for so long.

However, Song Pingqing still caught the loophole in Song Dashan's words: "No, it's not a plan, it's a finished system."

Xu Jinmei pinched the soft flesh on Song Dashan's waist, causing him to groan a few times. Then she said, "Well, it seems it's not a dream. Have all the children nowadays become immortals? They don't even drink Meng Po soup to be reborn?"

Song Pingqing's mouth twitched slightly: I don't know whether other people's children drank Meng Po soup, but the two children you gave birth to really didn't drink Meng Po soup.