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

There is no shortage of smart people everywhere. As soon as Song Pingqing said this, someone responded: "Ms. Song is also interested in Three Kingdoms Kill?"

"Of course, I'm also a young man." Song Pingqing said with a smile, "Hurry up and deal the cards."

Dong Qiangxun was clear-headed but not stupid. As soon as Song Pingqing and Zheng Jiu sat down, he noticed that the atmosphere at the table had changed slightly.

It is actually very easy to distinguish who is the boss and who is the younger brother. Dong Qiangxun's eyes quickly fell on Song Pingqing.

Previously, the focus of this table was the second young master of another logistics company, and he was also the person he wanted to get to know at this table.

But as soon as Song Pingqing came over, the focus of these people immediately shifted to her.

Dong Qiangxun's gaze quickly caught Song Pingqing's attention. Song Pingqing turned around and looked at him and smiled.

Dong Qiangxun was a little confused: Isn't it said that rich people are very arrogant? Why is this person so friendly?

"What are you staring at?" Song Pingqing saw Dong Qiangxun's reaction clearly and pushed the ID card he passed to Dong Qiangxun in front of him, "Your card."

"Oh, thank you." Dong Qiangxun finally reacted.

The game Three Kingdoms Kill has been very popular among young people in the circle in recent years. Facing various identities such as loyal ministers, treacherous ministers, rebels, etc., they always feel like they are simulating company management.

For others, the game is less difficult than running a company.

But for Song Pingqing, the difficulty of this game is higher than that of running a company.

After all, when running a company, she can judge whether her subordinates have big problems based on the color of the arrow, but this is not possible in the game.

But it doesn’t matter if there is no arrow color prompt. Song Pingqing has her own way of showing her strength.

Sitting on the other side of Dong Qiangxun was Ding Luheng, an alumnus of Baihua College who brought him here and is also the person who is most optimistic about Dong Qiangxun's project.

It's a pity that his family background is not very good. Not only is he not from the main branch, but there are a total of 27 children in this generation of the Ding family, and Ding Luheng is the eighteenth. This is okay, if he was ranked higher in his family.

As a result, his own family also had older brothers and sisters, and younger brothers and sisters, and the family benefits he could enjoy were ridiculously little.

This is a very prosperous Ding family.

After finishing a game, Ding Luheng finally found an opportunity to lean over to Dong Qiangxun and explain Song Pingqing's identity to him:

"If there is only one person in this circle who can make our project a success through personal efforts, it must be the person next to you."

"The resources are so good?" Dong Qiangxun's eyes lit up.

"It's just that good." Ding Luheng patted his shoulder, "Even the newly emerged Xingyao in the past few years has a share of her."

On the surface, it seemed that he was praising Song Pingqing for his wide network of contacts, but in fact, he was reminding Dong Qiangxun that he could secure the supply of all the products of Xingyao.

Dong Qiangxun's blood boiled after hearing this.

For a novice like him, any changes in his heart would be obvious in his outward appearance. Even if he could hide it from the people who were playing cards enthusiastically at the table, he could not hide it from Song Pingqing who was observing him closely.

The flattery is not obvious, nor is there any deliberate feeding or eating of cards, because the ideas outside the table change the position at the table.

It's okay.

Zheng Jiu knew what Song Pingqing was thinking. While helping to liven up the atmosphere at the card table, he also helped with the "secret operation" of getting an identity card.

So when it came to the third game, Song Pingqing held the lord card and Dong Qiangxun held the loyal minister card, and the game could be said to be very exciting.

After the game was over, Song Pingqing threw down his cards and said, "That's all. I'm done for now."

It was almost half past nine, and it was time to stop and go back to urge Murong Xue to go to bed.

Seeing that Song Pingqing was about to leave, the people at the card table were too embarrassed to ask to keep him.

However, Song Pingqing's gaze turned in front of everyone and fell on Dong Qiangxun.

He reached out and patted his shoulder: "This is good cooperation."

Ding Luheng, who was standing behind Dong Qiangxun, understood the implication of Song Pingqing's words. His eyes lit up with excitement and he inadvertently pushed Dong Qiangxun in front of him.

"Can I add your contact information?"

This was probably the first time that Dong Qiangxun had done something like this. Although he didn’t show it on the outside, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating. “Next time if you need someone at your poker table, just call me. I’ll be there whenever you call.”

"Okay." Song Pingqing took out his mobile phone and exchanged contact information with Dong Qiangxun in front of everyone.

Is that it?

Ding Luheng was excited, Zheng Jiu was preparing to cooperate, but the others at the table were looking at each other in bewilderment.

What was so special about Dong Qiangxun that made Song Pingqing give him his contact information so easily?

A fool would only think that Song Pingqing noticed Dong Qiangxun's card skills and that he rose to the top by playing games with others.

Smart people can see through the essence behind the illusion - Song Pingqing is most likely coming for this person.

"Is this your friend?" Song Pingqing looked at Ding Luheng behind Dong Qiangxun, but he had put away his phone and it was obvious that he had no intention of exchanging contact information.

If you are having fun playing the game, adding a loyal minister is fine, but what about adding a traitor?

"Yes, I'm not an alumnus of Baihua College. My friend brought me here." Dong Qiangxun immediately introduced him to Song Pingqing, "His name is Ding Luheng."

Song Pingqing nodded and walked forward while talking: "Where are you staying these days?"

"Uh...the hotel next door." Dong Qiangxun felt a little embarrassed.

"There aren't many hotels around here, right?" Song Pingqing looked at Zheng Jiu without stopping, "I'm looking for someone to join the card game. I can't have them come from far away again."

Zheng Jiu, who had already successfully checked into the hotel by currying favor with someone, understood immediately: "I'll make arrangements and let them stay here."

Song Pingqing said "hmm".

This smooth arrangement completely stunned Dong Qiangxun.

How come there is such an operation?

Just as he was about to speak, Ding Luheng beside him grabbed his arm and said, "Okay, Ms. Song, we are ready to set up a card table for you at any time."

Song Pingqing's gaze finally fell on Ding Luheng.

It's okay, although it's a blue arrow, but it's not bad to put it next to Dong Qiangxun who doesn't know much about this kind of things, it can just help him fill in the gap.

It’s not that we can’t dig them together.

Ding Luheng caught Song Pingqing's attention and straightened his back three points. Just when he was about to show himself well, Song Pingqing's gaze had already shifted away again.

Song Pingqing said to Zheng Jiu: "I'm going to go home first. You guys continue to play."

What the hell! This was actually assigning Zheng Jiu the task of finding out information, but it was just put in a more euphemistic way.

After Song Pingqing finished speaking, he turned and left.

If she had seen correctly when she came out just now, Murong Xue had been sitting in the booth on the other side and had been staring at her for quite a while.

Although it was just a quick glimpse at the time and not clear, the feeling of being stared at by Murong Xue was something that only the person being stared at would know.

Song Pingqing: If you don’t go back home, the one at home will bite you.