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

"There have been a lot of good things recently." Song Pingqing hugged Murong Xue, his eyebrows and eyes full of relaxed and happy smiles, and began to mutter, "By the end of this month, Yan Que's Jingxi Logistics System will also be completed."

"A new one? Is Hengtong's logistics system outdated?"

"That's only part of the reason. Jingxi Logistics' system needs to add a cloud warehousing function, which is far behind Hengtong Logistics."

In addition, another very important reason is that Song Pingqing can take the opportunity of establishing Jingxi Logistics to learn about Hengtong Logistics.

Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue with a comfortable expression, constantly optimizing the next direction in his mind.

Soon she will be able to use the opportunity to poach people from Jingxi Logistics to recruit some additional reserve talents.

Once these talents are trained and are able to take up the responsibility at any time to assist Song Pingqing in taking over Hengtong Logistics, Song Pingqing will have sufficient bargaining chips in his hands.

Then it's time to confront your parents.

Murongxue looked at Song Pingqing and always felt that there were some other little secrets hidden under her happiness: "Are you doing something behind my back?"

"Yes." Song Pingqing admitted readily, "There are indeed some 'small' moves. You will know when the time comes."

Murong Xue stared at her for a while.

Forget it.

When Yan Que came to see Song Pingqing, it was already early December.

The project was completed half a month later than expected because after Yan Que made the preliminary plan and route, he spent another week on testing and optimization.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Jincheng is not very cold in December, but the humidity makes people feel uncomfortable.

However, this year Yan Que's clothes were not as bloated as before. He wore a slim wool sweater and a tweed coat. Although the colors were bright, the childishness of a teenager was gone. Instead, he was dressed in a more capable and efficient manner that showed his daily scientific research work.

"Long time no see." Song Pingqing personally welcomed her in. "Finally I don't see the wheelchair behind you anymore."

"Thank you for introducing Uncle Song to me. I feel much better in the past two years." Not only did he completely get out of the wheelchair, but his complexion also improved a lot.

It seems that he finally has the bright and beautiful appearance of a young man.

"Come in quickly." Song Pingqing called her, "The air outside is terrible recently."

Yan Que was not an outsider, so there was no need to go through those messy procedures. Song Pingqing took her straight to the study on the second floor to discuss the plan.

When Murongxue came back, she didn't see Song Pingqing, so she asked a servant casually, "Where is she?"

"Madam and Ms. Yan are in the study on the second floor, talking about work."

What kind of work could make them talk so much that they even forgot she was home from get out of class?

The study on the second floor of Song Pingqing's villa is semi-open. As soon as Murong Xue walked upstairs, Song Pingqing's voice floated over from the direction of the study.

"Wait wait wait, how are these two plates connected???"

This question was very familiar, and it was very similar to the reaction Wu Qiming had half a beat late when they were studying together in the past.

But I have never seen it in Song Pingqing.

Murong Xue subconsciously slowed down her pace and just as she walked over, she saw Song Pingqing sitting cross-legged on the floor, biting the pen cap, with a black pen in his hand, writing and drawing on the materials.

Yan Que saw her first and waved to her.

Song Pingqing looked up and saw no one, so he leaned back and said, "You're back~"

"It's half past twelve." Murong Xue lowered her head and looked at Song Pingqing, who was already furious. "Let's go downstairs and have lunch first."

Song Pingqing jumped up and said, "Come on, come on, let's go downstairs to eat."

There is a feeling of fleeing in a panic.

Song Pingqing: Sometimes I really suspect that the gap between geniuses and ordinary people is not a ditch, but the Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon.

Why couldn't she keep up with Yan Que's thinking?

Song Pingqing's pace quickened.

"What were you talking about just now?" Murong Xue asked Yan Que.

"Jingxi Logistics' system. Maybe the way I explained it was wrong, so she found it a little difficult to accept."

"She cares a lot about this project." Murong Xue looked at Yan Que, as if wondering whether she still needed support.

"It can be done." Yan Que stood up and followed Murong Xue downstairs. "At least technically and theoretically it is completely feasible."

Murong Xue thought to herself: This guy is obsessed with money now, and he only thinks about how to do projects to make money every day.

Yan Que thought to himself: My idol is truly extraordinary, dedicated to making the world a better place.

However, no one knew Song Pingqing's real plan, except for Mr. Murong who was far away overseas at that time.

"You mean, Pingqing is most concerned about logistics?" President Murong Ba thought thoughtfully.

"Yes, Miss Song has contributed the most to the logistics sector, and has asked her assistant to recruit people based on demand."

"Why does she care so much about logistics?" President Murong Ba was a little puzzled.

Compared to Murong Xue who is still at the stage of "Song Pingqing is obsessed with money", Murong Ba is obviously more sensitive.

"Did she dig a lot of people?"

"A lot. After all, this is the start-up phase of the project and we lack everything."

Secretary Wang placed the information in front of President Murong: "It is normal for Miss Song to pay attention to the logistics sector. She also owns shares of Hengtong Logistics. She understands the importance and difficulties of logistics better than others."

President Murong Ba was a little confused: Understand the importance and difficulties of logistics? Has she managed her logistics company? If she must say that she understands, it should be that she understands the difficulties of warehousing. After all, she and Xue'er opened a warehouse supermarket together.

This thought flashed through his mind, and President Murong Ba suddenly realized Song Pingqing's intention.

Compared with those people who are in Jincheng at the moment, his perspective can actually see more clearly what Song Pingqing wants to do.

Seeing that President Murong Ba was in a trance, Secretary Wang gently called him twice, and after he looked over, he asked, "Do you want to arrange some people to help Miss Song?"

"Don't worry about her." This was the most decisive refusal Murong Ba had ever made. "Young people should have more opportunities to walk independently. What's the point of always supporting her?"

"But we still need to see more about how she does it. Report back if there's any news."

Murong Bazong: Being a daughter and being her daughter's wife are two different things. You must always give her a chance to prove her abilities.

Secretary Wang agreed and just as he left the office, President Murong Ba's phone rang: "Why are you calling at this time?"

"It's almost time to go to bed. I'm calling you to express my condolences."

Murong Ba was unhappy: "...I'm not old yet, do I need to start making such phone calls to express my condolences now?"

He is only in his 40s this year! How can he be so old that he needs to be comforted!!!

Murong Xue keenly captured Murong Ba's dissatisfaction.

It’s good to be unhappy.

When she has mood swings, she can start to set traps for her old father.

True father is loving and daughter is filial.