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

Wen Zhuo knew that she had never participated in such a bidding, so he took a deep breath and whispered, "Although it would be best if it succeeds, it's okay if it doesn't.

"What do you mean?" Song Pingqing's attention was immediately drawn back by him.

She didn't know much about bidding. Although she had some vague ideas in her mind, she hadn't organized them into a system, so she asked directly.

"On the one hand, it can help us seize the initiative in the process of policy release, which is good after all." Wen Zhuo said in a low voice, "In addition, a list of outstanding companies will be announced for reference when the policy is first released. Even if we don't win the bid, it's good to have this title."

At least you can get one of the two, reality or name.

This "reputation" may not be so important to other companies, but it is a really good thing for Shangshi.

Song Pingqing nodded slightly: "Then sign it."

Wen Zhuo hummed, turned sideways, and said to Shang Qingyun, who was standing not far away and feeling a little uneasy, "Sign up the contract."

Song Pingqing and Wen Zhuo each selected two employees from their own company who were responsible for reviewing contracts to accompany them on the business trip, and they had to start working overtime.

We came to inspect on Friday morning and started reviewing the contract in the afternoon.

There is no such thing as Saturdays and Sundays when a project like this is underway. The formal contract was not signed until Saturday afternoon.

Although the money will not arrive until Monday, it is a good thing for Shangshi Photovoltaic to be able to sign the contract.

Even though half of the funds would be used to pay off debts, Shang Qingyun's eyes were still red with excitement.

After walking in the darkness for so long, I can finally see a glimmer of hope.

Song Pingqing sat on the chair, unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and took a few sips, taking the opportunity to take in all of Shang Qingyun's expressions.

Those messy luck absorption systems are quite cool when they are used as the protagonist, but for others, they are extremely terrifying disasters.

Those ordinary employees who lost their jobs because of this are so innocent.

It was not just Shang Qingyun who had this feeling. The old employees beside and behind her, as well as the employees outside who could be seen through the glass wall of the conference room, all had this feeling to some extent.

This was an indescribable atmosphere. Wen Zhuo was not used to this kind of environment and stood up: "I've been sitting for too long. I'm going to go outside and move around."

"Okay, okay." Shang Qingyun stood up hurriedly and chased Wen Zhuo out, "There will be a celebration banquet tonight, you..."

The sound gradually disappeared in the fading footsteps.

Song Pingqing sent a message to Yan Youshi, the future captain of the personal bodyguards, who was standing outside: [You go and pay for the celebration banquet tonight.]

Just think of her being meaningless and soft-hearted. If you can save Shangshi Photovoltaic some money, then save it. Their money must be spent wisely.

The last few times I saw Shang Qingyun, her clothes became more and more ordinary. When we met this time, she already looked a bit like Dong Qiangxun and Ding Luheng, young people who had just started their own businesses.

And as I inspected along the way, I could see the word "poverty" emanating from every corner of this company.

Although they tried their best to maintain the considerate attitude of a listed group in the past and let Song Pingqing, Wen Zhuo and his team feel their sincerity as much as possible, they could not hide their feeling of financial difficulties at all.

However, Song Pingqing did not intend to do good deeds without leaving his name. After Yan Youshi replied with the word "OK", Song Pingqing thought about it and edited a new message and sent it over:

[You told the waiter that if someone else came out to pay, he should tell that person, 'Ms. Song has paid.']

After hearing this, Shang Qingyun had her own thoughts.

Song Pingqing screwed the cap on the bottle of mineral water and stood up: "I'll go out for a walk too. Send me the address of the celebration party later."

After saying that, he left.

I hope her little thought can encourage Shang Qingyun to work harder. The value created by the hard-working Purple Arrow is considerable. It's just the cost of a meal and can be earned back quickly, so there's no need to worry too much about it.

For everyone at Shangshi Photovoltaic from top to bottom, this celebration banquet is what they have been looking forward to for a long time.

Although only senior executives of Shangshi Photovoltaic can participate, for ordinary employees, at least in the short term, they will no longer face the risk of dismissal and non-payment of wages.

The banquet was also very thoughtful. From the restaurant to the service, to the dishes, to the drinks and beverages, you could see their care and consideration in every aspect.

After all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Even in such a miserable state, he can still handle things decently and considerately, which shows that there are still some capable people willing to follow Shang Qingyun.

Song Pingqing sat in the main seat. The dishes in Su City were sweeter and not as tasty as those made by the chef at home. He could no longer eat them.

But the red wine in his hand was of excellent quality. Song Pingqing shook the cup gently, took a sip from time to time, and watched the lively scene at the table.

The wine was delicious, but she wanted to slip away.

She missed Murong Xue.

He secretly checked the time. It was half past eight. Song Pingqing calculated in his mind that if he left now, he should still be able to return before Murong Xue fell asleep.

Just as I was thinking about how to leave, Shang Qingyun turned around with a cup in hand: "Director Song."

After officially investing in Shang's Photovoltaic, Shang Qingyun's way of addressing Song Pingqing changed: "I see you like this wine very much. I'll bring you two bottles when you leave."

Song Pingqing was about to refuse, but Shang Qingyun said, "These wines were received by my father more than ten years ago and have been carefully preserved. They are hard to buy on the market now. It is said that the grapes of that year were excellent..."

This bottle is similar to the 1982 Lafite, and Song Pingqing really thought it tasted good, so he nodded.

Shang Qingyun was even happier when he heard this, and raised his cup to toast Song Pingqing: "Let's get rich together."

The toast was very sincere. Song Pingqing clinked glasses with her and just as he swallowed the wine in his mouth, his cell phone rang.

Murong Xue's calls always had a special ringtone, and Song Pingqing answered immediately.

"When will you come back?"

Song Pingqing's mood immediately improved: "Why? Did you miss me?"

"It's not that I miss you." Murong Xue was looking at her nails under the light, and said leisurely, "I can rest tomorrow."

"Oh~" Song Pingqing's reply was meaningful.

Song Pingqing: I understand, I understand, I see everything but I won’t say it out loud.

Murong Xue was about to scold, "What are you saying?" when she heard Song Pingqing's voice clearly coming from the other end of the phone.

The moment Song Pingqing stood up, he attracted the attention of everyone present.

"What's wrong?" Wen Zhuo didn't hear Song Pingqing's call and thought something had happened.

Song Pingqing shook his phone proudly: "Sorry, my family is very strict, I have to leave first."

Wen Zhuo's expression paused slightly: They really don't even want to act anymore.

After complaining in his heart that "Song Pingqing is really a henpecked husband", Wen Zhuo suddenly came to his senses.

Never mind whether Song Pingqing is henpecked or not, at least there is someone supervising him.

Looking at Wen Zhuo again, he had been away from home for a very long time and had not received any care at all.

Not as good as being controlled by the wife!!!