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

When Song Pingqing appeared in front of Murong Xue, ten minutes had passed since he called her to ask for the location.

Seeing Song Pingqing and Wen Zhuo appear at the same time, Murong Xue looked between the two and landed on Song Pingqing's slightly raised mouth:

"Why did it take you so long to get back to me on the phone?"

Murong Xue: Are you laughing so happily?

Song Pingqing was of course happy. After all, she had just successfully learned from Wen Zhuo a relatively accurate date for the meeting with the Shang Group.

You are about to make a lot of money, so it will be hard not to be happy.

Song Pingqing raised his chin slightly in the direction of Wen Zhuo: "Isn't it? I picked up a small cabbage."

Wen Zhuo's expression froze slightly, and he turned to look at Song Pingqing: Didn't we agree not to mention this?

Of course, Shen Wushuang had heard the classic song "The Yellow Cabbages in the Field". His eyes fell on Wen Zhuo and he understood this man's situation.

Murong Xue didn’t know whether Song Pingqing had really picked up a cabbage from the “field”. She just felt that her words were becoming more and more poisonous and her insults were really unpleasant to hear.

Because of Song Pingqing's description, Wen Zhuo was temporarily accepted and could follow them around the campus instead of wandering around the school alone.

For Murong Xue and Wen Zhuo, who had just left Baihua Academy three years ago, there was really nothing special to recall about this place.

After all, those were the friends I was around back then, and they are still the same people around me now. I don’t need to rely on seeing the old scenery to reminisce the past.

When Shen Wushuang revisited the place after many years, he could not find any trace of the old days except for a few big trees and two huge rocks with carvings like "Virtue carries all things".

Things have changed and people have changed. After walking around for more than ten minutes, Shen Wushuang lost interest in reminiscing about the past. He happened to hear Murong Xue "inadvertently" mention that they opened two milk tea shops here, and he became curious about their campus life back then.

Shen Wushuang felt that Murong Xue was exactly like Li Tieniu back then: "You haven't forgotten to do business even when you are in school?"

Song Pingqing's smile has reached a critical point, and he can laugh out loud with just a little stimulation.

In fact, in a sense, Murong Xue's behavior is exactly the same as her mother's. The difference is that the former opens a shop to drink for herself, while the latter does it to make money and then buy.

Murong Xue knew what Song Pingqing was thinking without having to turn her head to look at her expression. She reached out and gently twisted the soft flesh on her waist.

Look, look at this adorable and proud look.

Song Pingqing, who was originally trying to hold back his laughter, couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on her, Song Pingqing said directly to Shen Wushuang: "Aunt Shen, it's still early to gather in the cafeteria. Since you are here, how about we treat you to some milk tea?"

The power of these four words "Since you're here", is so strong that it is really difficult for Shen Wushuang to refuse.

"Okay, let me try some of you young people's stuff, too."

There was a glimmer in Murong Xue's eyes.

After all, someone had just received a "milk tea ban" two days ago, but had the opportunity to drink milk tea the next day.

How could this make her unhappy?

It was hard for Song Pingqing not to take a second look at such an expression.

Or sometimes children like certain relatives especially? Of course, it is because the arrival of these relatives can help children break certain "punishments".

There are no private rooms in the milk tea shops. Only one of the stores has a small area separated out, which was the "secret base" for the few people in the past.

Now that Shen Wushuang is here, it’s natural for us to go there.

Song Pingqing took a list from the front desk and introduced them to Shen Wushuang one by one.

Looking at the price of 388 for a cup of milk tea, Shen Wushuang sighed in his heart: Sure enough, as long as the business is placed in a certain circle, it will become particularly profitable.

When Li Tieniu charged tutoring fees, the price he charged was higher than that of other teachers. However, because he had his own tutoring system and his grades improved very quickly, he made a lot of money.

It’s a pity that Shen Wushuang was under too much family pressure at the time and had no ambition to do so, otherwise the two of them could have been classmates for a few more years.

When inviting Shen Wushuang to drink milk tea, of course she should be allowed to taste the sweetness first.

The boss has given the order, so of course the employees can only cooperate. After all, the extra milk tea will be divided among themselves in the end.

After tasting no sugar, three parts sugar, half sugar, seven parts sugar, and full sugar, Shen Wushuang decisively chose half sugar.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be back soon." Song Pingqing responded, then asked Wen Zhuo and Murong Xue what they wanted to drink, then went out again with the menu, and did not come back for a long time.

Seeing Shen Wushuang's confusion, Murong Xue took the initiative to explain: "She should be going to make milk tea herself."

It's okay as long as you don't have a stomachache.

Shen Wushuang felt relieved and asked again, "Does she always do things like this herself?"

"Well, as long as the conditions permit, she will make it herself if I want to drink or eat something special." It was difficult for Murong Xue not to show off a little when she said this.

The style is exactly the same as her father's, but it looks much more pleasing on her than on her father back then.

Murong Xue boasted again: "When we were studying here, she would make me a drink almost every other day during lunch break."

Shen Wushuang did not recall his youth when he revisited the place, but he learned about Murong Xue's previous campus life, which was an unexpected surprise.

Although the scene may change, some of the special foods in the cafeteria are passed down from year to year.

By lunch time, Shen Wushuang finally regained some of his youth.

“I haven’t had this steak for years.”

The water used to stew the pork ribs is crystal clear, but it exudes the aroma of broth mixed with the scent of herbs.

Song Pingqing suddenly became curious: "Aunt Shen, when you were studying here, how much was a serving of rice in the cafeteria?"

"Not expensive, five cents." Shen Wushuang answered quickly.

At that time, five cents of rice was considered cheap in school.

Song Pingqing glanced at the price of rice on the cafeteria's price list, which had increased again, and sighed: "Swindler."

Shen Wushuang's eyes followed and he was silent for a moment: "He is indeed a dishonest businessman."

Murong Xue picked up a piece of pork chop that Shen Wushuang had been longing for and took a bite.

Uh-huh?

Kind of delicious.

Take another bite.

It's kind of delicious indeed.

The next second after Murong Xue came to this conclusion, she reached for Song Pingqing's plate with her chopsticks.

In full view of everyone, he took the pork chop from Song Pingqing's plate.

Wen Zhuo: You guys are so well now that you don’t even need to avoid people, right?

Song Pingqing lowered his head and watched the chopsticks stretched out from the side pick up the large steak.

......Is it really that delicious?