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

"Your assets have expanded so rapidly in the past two years that no one can figure out who is behind you."

As a member of the Feng Group, Feng Kerui provides fertilizers for the planting bases of Mixue Yuecha and Wei Ka, and he knows very well how many times these planting bases have expanded.

"What cannot be felt is the greatest guarantee."

Feng Kerui extended his hand to Song Pingqing: "Although I am not as comfortable as you in doing everything, I also have my own persistence."

Song Pingqing did not immediately shake Feng Kerui's hand, but looked at Qian Cheng beside him: "What about her? Does she know what she will face next?"

"As I just said, Ms. Song." Feng Kerui still did not withdraw his hand. "She is my friend. We are on the same path."

Qian Cheng's clothes still didn't fit him and he still felt uneasy.

But when he saw her determined eyes and thought of the skills she had, Song Pingqing was pleased with her completely.

Sure enough, you can’t judge a book by its cover, but the color of the arrow doesn’t lie.

I guess this is what the purple arrow means.

Song Pingqing briefly shook Feng Kerui's hand and said, "I'll make a phone call and there will be news soon."

Although I can't get a purple arrow to work for me, but it's been able to happen to me once, so how can it not be a good thing?

Song Pingqing seldom takes the initiative to contact them, but there is an entire team there to provide support for Song Pingqing.

Less than three minutes after the call, Song Pingqing had just walked out of the bedroom where he was making the call when there was a knock on the door. Immediately, official personnel took over Qian Cheng's protection.

The paint was also taken away, but Qian Cheng will temporarily stay in a hotel and determine the resettlement plan after the verification results come out.

Such speed really confused Feng Kerui: "So fast?"

Are these people living with Song Pingqing?

Song Pingqing nodded, pretending to be calm and silent, which earned him a typical look from Feng Kerui that was seven parts shock and three parts fear.

Feng Kerui used Song Pingqing's ability to get through this. In general, everyone had the same sentiments, but they also had some small plots in private.

No matter how nicely Feng Kerui spoke, or how lofty an image she portrayed herself to be, Song Pingqing could still see that she was trying to take the opportunity to win him over.

Just as Feng Kerui himself said, the power struggle in the Feng Group has reached a white-hot stage. Having someone like Song Pingqing as a network supporter is a sure win for Feng Kerui.

A gentleman is harmonious but different. These little thoughts are harmless and can certainly be regarded as part of “maintaining differences”.

What's more, Feng Kerui witnessed with his own eyes today how quickly those people arrived, and of course he could guess in a disguised way how well protected Song Pingqing was. As long as one is a smart person, he will know how to keep his mouth shut in this situation.

Before Song Pingqing and Feng Kerui had time to leave the suite, Qian Cheng behind Feng Kerui lay down straight.

"Hey?!" Song Pingqing was startled and hurried to help.

The person who was responsible for taking over Qian Cheng's safety was also startled, and for a moment everyone surrounded Qian Cheng in a mess.

However, Qian Cheng, who was surrounded by everyone, only uttered the word "sleepy" in a daze, and the next second he started snoring.

Song Pingqing and the staff member who wished not to reveal his name looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Song Pingqing: Talent!

Staff member who wishes to remain anonymous: Ancestors!

Feng Kerui paused and said, "She may not have slept well recently."

This is still putting it mildly.

"Sleeping on the sofa is not good for your waist. Take her back to the bedroom." In the end, Song Pingqing could only utter this sentence to let everyone save face.

"Okay." The staff member who did not want to reveal his name nodded.

After finishing the work here, Feng Kerui no longer wanted to stay here: "I have some other work to do, so I'll leave first."

Song Pingqing nodded, without much persuasion, and said, "If there is any new fertilizer later, please keep cooperating with us in time."

Feng Kerui's eyes lit up slightly, knowing that Song Pingqing had received and responded to his goodwill signal: "Of course, our Feng Group's fertilizer is still very good."

She exposed some of her family's dirty laundry just for Song Pingqing's words.

Song Pingqing returned to the room and looked at Murong Xue sitting behind the computer. For a moment, he couldn't think of what to say.

Murong Xue had just secretly finished drinking Song Pingqing's cup of kumquat lemon while Song Pingqing was away, and was now hiding behind the computer with a guilty conscience, pretending to be working overtime.

Both of them were in a state of unrest, so neither of them noticed the other's unrest.

But in comparison, it is obvious that Song Pingqing needs to digest more information.

Murong Xue was the first to react: "It's just a business deal. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work out. Why are you so silent?"

"Well..." Song Pingqing walked towards Murong Xue and hugged her from behind, "It's not that it was unsuccessful, it's just that there was no benefit."

"Hmm?" Murong Xue looked up at her.

Song Pingqing lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently: "It's hard to say."

"Yeah." Murong Xue closed her eyes.

After Song Pingqing kissed her on the cheek again, Murong Xue spoke: "Then there's no need to say anything."

Obviously he had seen a lot, and when Murong Xue heard Song Pingqing say this, she had no intention of digging deeper.

"Do you trust me so much?" Song Pingqing was a little surprised.

Murong Xue's attitude was beyond Song Pingqing's expectations. She thought that the little awkwardness would last for a while.

That's why I took the initiative to come over and offer a kiss.

"I've been doing business for a long time and have encountered all kinds of things. Of course, I know that some things are really hard to say." Murong Xue opened her eyes and saw Song Pingqing's big face looking down at her.

Tsk.

Murong Xue's eyes flickered slightly.

To be honest, Song Pingqing is very good-looking and very attractive.

But then again, people can’t look good from all angles.

This perspective really...

It’s a bit hard to put into words.

Murong Xue exposed Song Pingqing's little thoughts: "Do you think I will lose my temper?"

"Ah."

"Am I that kind of person?"

Song Pingqing: ...the question sounded like a life-threatening one.

Song Pingqing was a little embarrassed. He stood up straight and tried to slip away.

"Hey!" Murong Xue called her, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Song Pingqing walked stiffly to the sofa and sat down: "Well... I'm a little thirsty, wait for me to drink something."

As Song Pingqing spoke, his hand had already reached out for the kumquat lemon drink cup.

In his nervousness, he completely ignored the straw that Murong Xue had already pierced and had a circle of faint lipstick marks on it.

Murong Xue suddenly felt something was wrong: I drank everything, what was she drinking?

He immediately stood up and walked towards Song Pingqing.