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

Murong Xue thought that Song Pingqing might be interested in some kind of decoration materials, but she never thought that she was interested in the function of the elevator.

Seeing Song Pingqing's inexperienced look, Murong Xue suddenly felt like teasing him.

"Since you're so interested, why don't you sit here a few more times later?"

Murong Xue stretched out her hand to verify her fingerprint, then pressed the floor button and the elevator started slowly.

"It seems to be more stable than ordinary elevators."

Theoretically, the quality will indeed be better, but this is also somewhat influenced by Song Pingqing's psychological factors.

Thinking of Murong Xue's words just now, Song Pingqing said "Ouch": "My fingerprint information is also in there?"

Being a minion of a big boss is such a benefit? She can even get half of the exclusive elevator?

Will she be among the handsome men of the future?

Murong Xue had no idea what Song Pingqing was thinking, she just thought she asked a very stupid question.

He rolled his eyes and ignored her.

Fortunately, she didn't ask, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do this job today.

The result of Murong Xue ignoring Song Pingqing was that when she was distracted, Song Pingqing took the elevator down again.

Murong Xue: ????

He immediately rang the elevator phone: "Where are you going?"

"Oh, I've never ridden in the CEO's exclusive elevator. I'll go experience it again."

This is because Murong Xue was not strong enough. If she was as strong as Song Pingqing, the phone in her hand would have been broken by now.

What a useless guy!

I really dislike it, but there's nothing I can do about it either.

The person she likes is like this, what can she do?

At least the embarrassment won't be spread outside.

Murong Xue was standing at the elevator door waiting. When Song Pingqing came up again, he saw Murong Xue's cold face.

"Hi..." Song Pingqing started to talk nonsense, "You are here too~ What a coincidence."

Murong Xue was so angry that she laughed.

This guy.

I've already laughed, so of course I can't continue to be angry.

Seeing that Song Pingqing wanted to do it again, Murong Xue reached out and grabbed the clothes on her back:

"Okay, stop messing around and come here quickly. There are still many places to see."

Only then did Song Pingqing restrain himself.

Murong Xue took Song Pingqing into a spacious and bright office.

The office floor is covered with thick dark carpet and all office supplies are fully equipped.

The sofa in the reception area next door is an elegant and classic leather sofa for entertaining guests, and on the coffee table is a complete set of tea-making tools and cups.

Although these are first-class good things, Song Pingqing has seen a lot of them over the years and doesn't care much about them.

The most eye-catching thing is the exquisite moon lamp placed on the desk.

"This lamp looks familiar." Song Pingqing walked over, picked it up and looked at it.

Murong Xue half leaned against the door frame: "Well, this is a replica of the moon lamp you designed that year."

Song Pingqing put the lamp back: "It's pretty good, not exaggerated, and it fits here."

Apart from this, there was nothing else special. When Murong Xue saw Song Pingqing finish reading, she raised her chin towards the secret door next to her:

"That's the lounge. If you're too busy at work, you can stay overnight there."

"Go and have a look."

"Okay." Song Pingqing thought Murong Xue wanted her to open the door herself, so she walked over there immediately.

As soon as he opened the door, Song Pingqing realized that he had thought wrong.

What comes into view is the white and cream style bedroom.

Unlike the conventional office, the lounge is obviously Song Pingqing's favorite decoration style.

The lamp above is in the shape of a white cloud, the walls are painted with apricot latex paint, and the floor is covered with light-colored wooden floors that match the walls.

Soft beige silk bedding with embroidered butterflies and a single rocking chair with white cloth embroidered with gold threads.

There was a simple line drawing hanging on the wall, which was obviously the work of Murong Xue.

It is a very harmonious room, which gives people a very peaceful feeling as soon as they enter.

There are no green plants in the house, but looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a well-kept sky garden.

"It's too extravagant." Song Pingqing couldn't help but sigh, "Building a garden in a place like this."

"A good mood is also beneficial to improving work efficiency." Murong Xue walked over, "There is a small door over here that you can go in through."

Song Pingqing took a look and saw that it was also a fingerprint lock.

This time there is no need to ask her whether she has entered her fingerprints.

This lounge was clearly designed according to Song Pingqing's favorite decoration style. If you were to ask at this point, "Oh, who is this office for?" that would be too stupid.

Brainless and pretentious.

However, before Song Pingqing could press the button, Murong Xue had already used her fingerprint to unlock the door.

Oh, no, it’s not prepared for Song Pingqing alone, it’s prepared for both of them.

Song Pingqing followed Murong Xue into the sky garden.

This garden is quite large. Song Pingqing conservatively estimates that two or three hundred square meters is considered concise.

The humidity in Jincheng is relatively high, and the cost of maintaining the wooden plank road is very high. Song Pingqing stepped on it and found that the plank road was made of stone slabs with imitation wood grain.

Although it was winter, there were still many flowers in full bloom, but Song Pingqing didn't know many of them. He could barely recognize the pansies and dwarf roses that Song Dashan liked more.

There is also the Lantana camara with lush branches and leaves. Its flowers look a bit like hydrangeas. Song Pingqing mistook it for the wrong one, so he remembers it.

I don’t know the others. After all, she is not a plant expert. She just has a father who was a gardener.

When he walked to the end of the garden and saw the sea of ​​clouds outside the fence, Song Pingqing finally realized: This is the 88th floor!

Eighty-eight!

A line of lyrics involuntarily popped up in my mind: Towards the Clouds~~~~

It’s a bit too high indeed.

"How is it? Do you like it?" Murong Xue appeared beside Song Pingqing at some point.

This guy walks without making any sound now, just like a cat.

"Of course, this is what you meant."

I just can't repay this kindness, dear.

Song Pingqing: QAQ, I can’t afford it, the only way I can repay you is to take care of Murong Xue with all my heart. I am willing to be the young lady’s little follower for the rest of my life.

A hint of joy appeared in Murong Xue's eyes:

"Then come back and prepare. Gather the industries you want to concentrate here. You can choose how many floors of offices you need."

Move it, move it here.

Once you move here, you can't run away.

Murong Xue was in a very happy mood.

It was the pleasure a hunter felt when watching her prey walk step by step into the trap she had set.

"There's also a sky pool over there." Murong Xue smiled cutely, "You can go and try it after your period is over."

Song Pingqing exclaimed "Wow".

That’s great, I’m having a good meal with the right person!

This rice smells so good!

All I can say is that the rice she was holding and the rice she imagined were not actually the same bowl of rice at all.

In order to prevent Song Pingqing from noticing, Murong Xue took great pains.