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

Murong Xue certainly understood. Compared to Song Pingqing, who lived a leisurely life, she obviously went to such occasions more often.

Not only the luxurious boxes of business KTV, when she was in the United States, she even went into some cleverly designed secret rooms in business KTV, which were places to discuss some special business.

Song Pingqing also had the opportunity to come into contact with these.

That was a long time ago. Murong Ba wanted Song Pingqing to learn these things as well, but Murong Xue directly refused in front of Song Pingqing.

In Murong Xue's eyes, this kind of lifestyle is not in line with Song Pingqing's character.

Since she has become her harbor and support, there is no need for her to understand these things anymore. She will handle everything for Song Pingqing.

Unexpectedly, Song Pingqing was protected too well by her and didn't even know what he should know, which led to such a misunderstanding.

Hearing Song Pingqing questioning her in such an embarrassed and angry manner, Murong Xue couldn't hide the smile in her eyes: "Yes, I know a lot."

"Don't always treat me like a child."

The tone was ambiguous, coquettish, and slightly seductive.

It was the first time that Song Pingqing knew that these elements could be integrated so perfectly.

"Mu! Rong! Xue!"

After realizing what was happening, Song Pingqing gritted his teeth and almost rushed back to deal with her.

"Calling my name like that, do you miss me?" Murong Xue chose to play dumb for a rare time, so she pretended not to notice the difference in Song Pingqing's tone.

"Yes, baby." Song Pingqing said almost word by word, "I really miss you."

Murong Xue finally laughed out loud, her voice was joyful and filled with a rare sense of happiness at having successfully fought back against a tease.

After the clear and cool laughter, Murong Xue said, "Go and do your thing. I'll pick you up in three hours."

"You're coming to pick me up?"

Song Pingqing was about to step out of the KTV when he suddenly stopped.

This is the first time in more than a decade that I have received such treatment.

"Yes, I'll pick you up." Murong Xue's fingertips gently groped for another work phone, "Just do your thing. You've already paid more than 600,000 yuan. Are you willing not to earn the money back?"

It has to be said that Murong Xue knows how to control Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing: It’s not just for the sake of more than 600,000 yuan, but she said she would come to pick me up.

She came to pick me up.

Someone may appear serious on the outside, but may be full of wavy lines on the inside.

It also floated up.

Song Pingqing turned around and just took a few steps when he saw Zheng Jiu following him not far away.

"I thought you had some problem, so I came to see you."

Zheng Jiu was telling the truth, but after he came out he saw Song Pingqing was on the phone and it was inconvenient for him to follow too closely.

"There were some issues, but they have been resolved." Song Pingqing walked back towards the box, "Let's go back."

Back in the box, the seat where Song Pingqing had just sat was still empty.

This person had been gone for less than ten minutes, so of course no one would be crazy enough to take her seat.

Song Pingqing had just walked in and sat down when the people who ordered from the set meal also came in.

Eight waiters came in one after another, four men and four women, and none of them had bad looks.

These people's clothes are actually not the same. They all wear black shirts and gold sequined skirts, but the cuts and styles are different. One can tell at a glance that they are members of the atmosphere group, yet they just show their own style to everyone just right.

Song Pingqing didn’t know what other people were thinking, but there was only one thing in her mind: This stylist is worth poaching.

It's more beautiful and suitable than the costumes worn by some boy and girl groups when they debuted on variety shows.

After a brief introduction, the eight people dispersed to different areas of the room.

Song Pingqing was in the entertainment area, and the waiter who came was the male waiter who had asked her to choose the drink menu just now and another beautifully dressed female waiter.

Contrary to what one might imagine, their service was actually very measured, without any inappropriate or uncomfortable language or actions.

Although Song Pingqing came here to observe people, there was no need for him to stay out of it from the beginning. He still wanted to leave some "easy-going" impression on everyone, so he cooperated and played a few bland games.

This waiter obviously has some skills. Song Pingqing hardly lost in the few games he played. Even if he lost, the corresponding punishment was just some harmless games.

No wonder the wine and service charge can be sold for 668,888.

How is this different from the shills in the game?

The atmosphere became more and more lively, and drinks were brought up one after another.

With the atmosphere group there, every area in the box is bustling with activity.

With the waiter's behind-the-scenes manipulation, even during the game, Song Pingqing was still able to observe the people she wanted to observe.

The alumnus who was in charge of the drone project was also in this box. After drinking a few glasses of bland wine, he pretended to be drunk and started to make physical advances towards the waiter.

Song Pingqing has always disliked this kind of people. Although the waiters in these places have their own strategies to deal with such situations, it does not mean that Song Pingqing can allow such a thing to happen under his nose.

"Go and bring him a cup of sobering tea." Song Pingqing said to Zheng Jiu in a low voice.

Zheng Jiu followed Song Pingqing's gaze, frowned slightly, nodded softly, and immediately got up and left.

Although he is not a purple arrow, he has his own specialties. For example, at this moment, what he asked for was not a hangover tea, but a pot of strong bitter gourd.

It’s a pity that there is no Coptis chinensis in this place, otherwise I would have to treat that person to a good drink.

This little disturbance quickly dissipated, and after looking into Song Pingqing's half-smile eyes, the alumnus became extremely honest.

Song Pingqing went to look at the three people he had brought in.

Ding Luheng was not restrained and was well adapted to this environment.

Although Dong Qiangxun was not very adaptable, he was able to integrate into the atmosphere with the intentional or unintentional care of the waiters.

Zheng Jiu was very clear that her job was to assist Song Pingqing. From time to time, she would look towards her, asking her with her eyes if she needed any help.

After getting a negative answer, continue to hide in the crowd.

Each of these three has its own advantages.

After being so lively for so long, the atmosphere in the box inevitably became chaotic.

The smell of alcohol, perfume, and smoke filled the entire room.

The fresh air system in this place is obviously good, so the messy smell is not that bad.

Song Pingqing didn't like noisy environments in the first place. He raised his hand to check the time and found that two hours had passed without him noticing.

So he politely declined the dice that the waiter handed over again, and also politely declined the glasses of brightly colored drinks. Instead, he stood up, walked to the bar counter, ordered a light drink, and returned to his seat to observe the situation in the room.

Suddenly, there was a sinking sensation beside me, and a figure sat down.