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

On the second night after visiting our alma mater, we organized a singing activity, which is an activity that is difficult to avoid at alumni gatherings.

This group of people went out to sing, of course, they went to a commercial KTV.

Song Pingqing also went, or perhaps it could be said that she had never thought of avoiding it from the beginning.

After all, the dimmer the lights and the more extravagant the place is, the more suitable it is to take a good look at whether those with purple arrows are human or ghost.

After all, the arrow protects ability rather than character.

A total of about 400 people signed up for the singing event in the evening. With so many people, it was definitely impossible for a few simple boxes to accommodate them. Twenty super-large boxes were allocated by lottery, and then a few people who took the lead in contributing chose where to go.

Murong Xue didn't want to engage in meaningless socializing and went back to her work.

Shen Wushuang thought he was sick and was too lazy to come to such a noisy occasion.

Not many of the people who came to join in the fun actually came out to play. According to Zheng Jiu, there were four people in total, including Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing chose this and brought Zheng Jiu, Ding Luheng and Dong Qiangxun along with him.

In this kind of entertainment venue, you must have people who are sensible and cooperative.

Because Wen Zhuo said that it was not the right time to contact Shang's people yet, Song Pingqing scanned the list and finally chose a room with the most purple arrows to play in.

During these two days' activities, Song Pingqing has basically matched the purple arrows with the names of the people.

The atmosphere in the luxurious private rooms of commercial KTVs is ambiguous but not vulgar.

The colorful lights are intoxicating, and the dark gold wallpaper adds a sense of unattainable luxury. No matter where you sit, you will always sit on a soft, high-end leather sofa.

The carpet on the floor was extremely comfortable to walk on. The entire room was nearly 200 square meters, and only the singing area, the stage area, and the bar area were not carpeted.

The air was filled with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol. Song Pingqing chose a position that was very comfortable but allowed him to see the overall situation clearly, sat down, and prepared to observe the whole scene silently.

This place is definitely a leader among high-end business KTVs. The minimum consumption for each private room in one night is six figures, 268,888.

Of course, such money cannot be raised from their pooled money; each venue has its own way of collecting A money.

Thirty people are playing here together, and each person wants to win nearly ten thousand yuan.

However, the default rule is that the people who contribute to the party have to bear the expenses of the place where they go.

There is no need to worry that someone will order expensive drinks in this situation. After all, no one is stupid enough to offend the person who pays for the drink.

Although Song Pingqing didn't contribute, it didn't make any difference if he did.

First, the strength is there, and second, the people behind it are also there.

She didn't sit in the most popular C position, so the person sitting in the C position had to turn his head from time to time to look at her expression.

In fact, the seat where Song Pingqing was sitting was also very popular. After all, there were indeed some big guys who loved to sit on the side and watch others play.

In some romance novels, the big guys who will suddenly speak up to help the heroine out in the chaos often sit in this position.

"Ma'am, what kind of set menu would you like to choose?" The waiter came in and, under the instructions of the trembling fake C-position person, handed the order to Song Pingqing.

The waiter was a handsome guy who could have made his debut on the spot. He had a high nose bridge and picturesque eyebrows and eyes. His entire temperament could be summed up in two words: "humble".

Song Pingqing secretly marveled in his heart, it turned out that there were indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the high-end business world.

He took the list and glanced at it casually.

If Song Pingqing wants to get the purple arrow, he has to show his heroism and magnanimity in such an occasion. The cheapest set meal is definitely not enough.

There were many things with nice names on the menu. Song Pingqing couldn't tell what they were and was too lazy to ask more questions, so he just ordered a medium-to-high-end set meal priced at 660,000 yuan.

Oh, the price is not clearly marked, it just says Da Shun Fa Fa Fa Fa.

Song Pingqing could guess that the number was 668,888.

The waiter must have received a commission. Seeing Song Pingqing's generosity, his originally not-so-flattering smile became a little more flattering.

Song Pingqing's mouth twitched slightly when he saw this.

He took out his phone and started chatting with Murong Xue: [I ordered a medium-priced set meal, and the waiter's smile was so bright.]

Murong Xue was holding her work phone and cursing at someone across the table. When she saw the message from Song Pingqing, she immediately stopped cursing and quickly sent her a message:

【There are people in the medium-priced set meal. 】

Murong Xue was in a hurry to continue scolding her employees, so she replied so hastily that she didn't care about the subtle ambiguity in the message and sent it directly after completing the input.

This news almost choked Song Pingqing who was drinking water.

No? How can you remain calm knowing that she ordered someone?

Song Pingqing stood up and walked out, frantically calling Murong Xue as he walked.

But Murong Xue hadn't realized what had happened yet. Because she was busy with work, she hung up Song Pingqing's first call.

Thus, a somewhat embarrassing misunderstanding was born.

Murong Xue thought Song Pingqing called to complain.

Song Pingqing thought Murong Xue hung up the phone because she was jealous.

Then Song Pingqing called again.

Murong Xue was a little annoyed.

Work was already not going well for me, and this guy's phone kept ringing non-stop.

After pressing the button for the third time, Song Pingqing was about to walk out of Shang K's door and get in the car to go back to the hotel when Murong Xue finally realized that she might have other urgent matters.

The call finally got through.

The first thing Song Pingqing said when he came up was: "I didn't want to order anyone!"

"You've already ordered." Murong Xue didn't take it seriously at all. "You called me just for this? I'm busy."

Song Pingqing thought Murongxue wanted to make a phone call, and his usually lazy temper suddenly became anxious: "I don't have that kind of habit!"

This attracted several waiters in the corridor to glance at her.

Murong Xue was puzzled: "Isn't it normal for that kind of package to include team service?"

Team service...?

This word is a bit unfamiliar.

Song Pingqing suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes and voice full of surprise: "Ah?"

There was silence on the phone, and both of them fell into silence.

After about ten seconds of silence, Murong Xue's voice was the first to ring out: "Do you think it's that kind of thing?"

Song Pingqing didn't say anything because she really thought it was that kind of thing.

Murong Xue understood her thoughts, so she asked again: "How much did you order for the set meal?"

"More than sixty, less than seventy."

There’s no need to ask about the unit, it’s unlikely to be tens, hundreds or thousands anyway.

"What are you thinking about?" Murongxue could imagine Song Pingqing's stupid look at the moment through the phone, and couldn't help laughing, "With this little money, you can't buy anything like that."

Song Pingqing: ...I've never seen this before!

Finally, it was Song Pingqing's turn to get angry and say, "Murongxue, you know a lot?"