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

This was the first time Song Pingqing appeared in front of all the artists.

Compared to the deserted and empty office area when Duocaiyi was first established, today's Duocaiyi has obviously become like a flourishing flower.

There are nearly two hundred artists of all sizes, not counting the number of trainees and agents.

In the past, Song Pingqing thought that the large multifunctional conference room was a bit too big, but now it is no longer enough.

Artists, trainees and managers have reached the point where they need to hold separate meetings.

Murong Xue had anticipated this situation. Now that her expectations had come true, she did not say any nonsense like "I told you so..." Instead, she just looked at Song Pingqing with a proud and complacent expression.

Song Pingqing could see the teasing in her eyes, so he smiled and patted her head: "Dear President Xue, my office space is not enough, can you rent me another floor?"

Murong Xue's expression became even cuter, and she said, "Humph, that's not necessarily true~"

"But I really need a floor." Song Pingqing liked her cute look very much. He immediately followed her mood and massaged her shoulders diligently.

But Murong Xue is so cute that it is hard not to arouse Song Pingqing's evil intentions.

Someone's hands were very attentive, but his words were deliberately imitating Murong Xue's tone, and he even added a bit of affectation: "Help~ me~"

"You are really brave now that you are old. You dare to imitate me to speak like this."

Murong Xue wanted to get angry, but Song Pingqing's gesture of massaging her shoulders was steady and accurate, successfully relieving some of the fatigue she felt after the bumpy journey back home.

Murong Xue, who was being controlled, looked at Song Pingqing's smiling face, and all her anger subsided. Only her arrogant nature was still holding on: "Well, then it depends on your performance."

Song Pingqing laughed even more happily.

Murong Xue felt embarrassed and annoyed, and slapped her lightly on the back: "You annoying bastard."

The two completed this operation in an office next to the large multi-functional conference room, and the workers who were preparing the meeting procedures were shocked.

Some people think that they are a pair of good sisters.

Some people think they are a couple.

Everyone had their own ideas in mind, but after all, he was the big boss and no one dared to interfere, so they could only speed up the progress at hand and handle various tasks quickly.

Qiao Ling is Song Pingqing's personal assistant today, and she was shocked when she saw this scene.

Qiao Ling: Mr. Song, how many surprises do you have that we workers don’t know about?

Song Pingqing invited Murong Xue to attend the meeting to see beauties, and also wanted Murong Xue to choose a few pleasing artists from the company to be spokespersons for some of the products produced by Murong's manufacturing industry.

The Murong family has always attached great importance to industry. Although they also advertise daily necessities, they only use pure amateurs whose appearance is suitable for these advertisements.

The method of advertising is also old-fashioned, and is still in the stage of advertising on television.

"The future will definitely be an era of new media," Song Pingqing advised, "We still have to pay some attention to it."

If someone else she knew said this to her, Murong Xue would probably first consider whether the other person was trying to get the money in her pocket.

Now it was Song Pingqing who said this. Murong Xue's first reaction was that this guy had a different understanding of the market.

After all, practice has proved many times that Song Pingqing's understanding of marketing is far deeper than others.

"What kind of person do you recommend?" Murong Xue asked her.

"At this stage, of course it's the powerful ones." Song Pingqing immediately gave a very clear answer.

"There's no rush in the next two days. I asked you to come because today's artists are more likely to come."

Feeling that the air conditioning here was turned on quite high, Song Pingqing reached out and took the shawl from Wu Lide and put it on Murong Xue:

"Take a look first to see if there's anything you like. When you get back to your normal jet lag, I'll show you the latest report they compiled."

Song Pingqing is not the kind of person who would make people invest blindly just by taking advantage of his connections. On the contrary, the closer the relationship, the more he has to make clear the various interests involved.

Only if they are so open and have no grudges can the two of them go further.

Zhao Lei knocked on the door: "Director Song, the meeting is about to begin. You and Director Xue please come in together."

Zhao Lei had already reported to Song Pingqing what the meeting was going to discuss.

The content is nothing more than "advocating healthy competition in the workplace and opposing workplace bullying", and also issued disciplinary decisions against Xun Xun and her few little followers who are not even worthy of having a name.

"According to Article 5, Item 7 of the labor contract signed between the company and Ms. Xun Xun, Ms. Xun Xun has engaged in serious workplace bullying..."

Qiao Ling looked at the manuscript in her hand, reading it word by word, her blood boiling with excitement.

Ever since Xun Xun became famous, many people in the company have been subjected to her inexplicable ridicule.

If an artist gets a good endorsement, she will mock them and say sarcastically that other people's endorsements were obtained through improper means.

She would ridicule artists who received good scripts, saying that they would have dinner with the directors, which she would not do even if they told her about it.

Fortunately, this person has no real power and only occasionally makes a few sour remarks or remarks like "Why not eat meat porridge?" which have little impact on others, which is why she has survived to this day.

Qiao Ling, who walked between the company and investors every day, was often bullied by her in public, but because this person brought a lot of money to the company, she had to endure it.

Now I can finally hold my head high.

Qiao Ling continued to read the manuscript in her hand: "According to relevant legal provisions, Ms. Xun Xun terminated the labor contract due to violation of the terms of the labor contract, which caused huge losses to the company. The company will seek compensation for this part of the losses..."

Qiao Ling: That’s great! I can work for Mr. Song for the rest of my life.

Song Pingqing would occasionally look at Qiao Ling who was reading the script.

I watched helplessly as this person pronounced his blue arrow as a purple arrow.

no? ah?

Song Pingqing: What’s wrong with today’s workers?

There was no room left for Song Pingqing to display his PUA skills in the workplace, and he PUA himself.

Seeing Song Pingqing's puzzled look, Murongxue asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"That's not wrong." Song Pingqing glanced at the purple arrow on Qiao Ling's head again, "It's just that I suddenly realized that there are not only love brains in this world, but also dedication brains."

"Hmm?" Murong Xue didn't understand.

"Let's not talk about work anymore." Although they were still in a meeting, Song Pingqing wanted to slack off again. "What would you like to eat later?"

"French food bar."

Song Pingqing was a little surprised: "Huh? Isn't this finally not a clay pot stew?"

Whenever people asked Murong Xue what she wanted to eat, she would always answer "earth pot stew" first.

Murong Xue looked at the handsome men and beautiful women in the audience and said, "I've gained weight recently."

"Don't compare yourself with them!" Song Pingqing instantly understood Murong Xue's little thoughts and said anxiously, "They want to be on camera, but you want to be healthy!"

She was anxious, she was anxious, she was really anxious.

"Let's eat clay pot stew!" Song Pingqing was very decisive, "Let's eat clay pot stew."

Song Pingqing: We can’t let her lose weight.

——[This is a small Easter egg that suddenly fell]——

Meetings are boring and tedious, even if you are attending a meeting with a bunch of extremely good-looking men and beautiful women.

Murong Xue watched Song Pingqing's spirits gradually wilted during the meeting: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I just don't want to go to the meeting."

"Didn't you say you would invite me to see the pretty girl and the handsome boy? Why can't you do it yourself first?" Murong Xue looked strange.

Could it be that because he has been in this line of work for so long, beauty no longer has any appeal to Song Pingqing?

"Anything, and I mean anything, that has to do with work is not okay."

"Oh..." Murong Xue nodded slightly.

It doesn't mean you have to lose interest in beauty.