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

At this time, Gu Zongnan's head was burning with anger and his body was sweating, and he stared straight at Song Pingqing.

This was a plan he came up with after working on it for three nights!

This is a new phone that was just made last night!

He now felt as if he had put a lot of effort into making a super luxurious version of crab roe bun, using the finest Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs, even the soft-shelled Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs that had just shed their shells and had not yet grown new shells.

As a result, the people who came to buy the crab roe buns didn’t care at all what kind of crab he used. They just said, “This bun looks good, give me one,” and bought the bun he had spent so much time thinking about.

Gu Zongnian: I know this metaphor is not very appropriate. I really feel like I am flirting with a blind man. She doesn't care about this bun at all... No, what is the filling of this new phone?

Song Pingqing reached out to take the packed bag, thinking that Murong Xue was not in a good mood when she called just now, and wondered whether he should buy her another bouquet of flowers when he returned later.

He said perfunctorily: "It's not a big problem. If it's not a good thing, you won't give it to us."

"But..." Gu Zongnan tried to speak.

Song Pingqing began to think about whether to buy red roses or lisianthus, and continued to perfunctorily: "Hey, if you want us to test a new function, just send us a message and let me know."

Gu Zongnian tried to speak again: "I..."

"Okay, I have something to do when I go back. We can talk later." Song Pingqing ran away quickly.

Gu Zongnan was left standing alone in the messy office.

He seemed to be able to hear the employees whispering.

"This is the first time I've seen someone choke Director Gu to the point of being speechless."

"Don't mention you, this is the first time I've met you, too."

"Do you think they will be the kind of..."

Gu Zongnian was almost going crazy. He could no longer bear it and turned around and yelled, "Hurry up and get to work. Is your task today easy?"

"The...relationship...of...investors..." The employee's words and Gu Zongnan's words disappeared into the air at the same time.

After hearing Gu Zongnian's roar, the supervisor rushed out of the office and tried to comfort Gu Zongnian: "Boss Gu, they are new here and don't know much. Don't argue with young people."

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a glare from Gu Zongnan.

Yes, there is no young person here younger than Gu Zongnan.

"Uh... I'll just put them to work."

The supervisor turned around and gave the three people who were gossiping a look that said, "Why don't you get to work? You're waiting to have your salary deducted."

Gu Zongnan was burning with anger: How could there be such a makeshift team in my group!

In fact, this world is just a huge makeshift team.

Song Pingqing didn’t know what happened at Xingyao’s headquarters after he left. He just felt that the two bouquets of flowers he bought today were particularly beautiful.

One bouquet is red roses.

The other one is also...

Oh no, the other bouquet is eustoma.

Someone ran upstairs with a bunch of flowers in each hand, swaggered into the study, and said in a loud voice:

"Dear darling, did you drop this bunch of red roses or this bunch of lisianthus?"

Murong Xue slammed the lid of her laptop with her backhand, her eyes fell on Song Pingqing, her anger almost turning into reality.

Because of what Song Pingqing said on the phone not long ago, "Wait at home", Murong Xue adjusted her travel plans and did not go to the Wanmu Center for the meeting, but chose an online meeting instead.

Then someone gave her this.

Murong Xue: Her flirting is hard to guard against at any time and anywhere.

Song Pingqing coughed lightly: "Uh...I didn't mean it."

Murong Xue took three deep breaths to calm herself down, and finally forced a smile. She stood up and walked towards Song Pingqing: "Why did you suddenly think of buying flowers?"

"...I thought you were in a bad mood, so I wanted to buy you a bunch of flowers to cheer you up."

The results seem to be even worse.

Murong Xue looked back and forth between the red roses and the eustoma for a long time.

Red roses are warm, while lisianthus is elegant and beautiful.

One symbolizes love, and the other is more in line with the current study environment.

Murong Xue didn't want to give up any of them. While she was thinking, she suddenly noticed the smile in Song Pingqing's eyes.

Cunning fox!

She had already bought them, so of course these two bouquets were for her! She was even asked to choose!

So Murong Xue decisively took both bouquets of flowers into her arms: "Only children make choices. I want both of them."

"Then I'll go find a vase."

Song Pingqing turned around in a hurry and looked back when he reached the door: "I will definitely knock on the door before coming in this time."

Murong Xue added with a warning smile: "Be quiet."

Song Pingqing immediately made a "zipper" gesture with his mouth and went out to find a vase.

After briefly losing their boss for five minutes, Murong Xue's employees saw their well-dressed boss sitting in the camera again.

There was no sign from her expression that she was in a bad mood, but there were indeed two more bouquets of flowers behind her.

Murong Xue pushed her blue light blocking glasses expressionlessly and said, "Continue the meeting."

Song Pingqing went downstairs to get two vases, and after returning to the study, he started arranging flowers.

The figure naturally appeared in the camera inadvertently.

Mr. Song's figure was naturally exposed to everyone.

Murong Xue: To assert sovereignty, one often only needs to choose the most "inadvertent" way.

Some of the company's senior veterans saw this scene and felt it was familiar.

It seems like I saw a similar scene more than 20 years ago.

When she finally remembered where she had seen this scene, the only sentence left in her mind was - it turns out that the father and daughter are of the same blood.

The two bouquets of flowers were rearranged under Song Pingqing's arrangement and placed in the study and bedroom respectively according to Murong Xue's idea.

Murong Xue was still in a meeting. Song Pingqing was sitting at another table in the study, holding Murong Xue's two mobile phones in his hands, transferring data to her, replacing her SIM cards, and logging into various social accounts again.

Nowadays, mobile phones have fingerprint unlocking function. Song Pingqing and Murong Xue each have each other's fingerprint data in their phones, so they know each other's phone passwords better.

Therefore, Song Pingqing could help Murong Xue deal with these matters without asking too many questions.

Just when he started to log into Penguin, Song Pingqing's hand shook and he accidentally clicked on the chat interface between Murong Xue and Murong Ba.

[By the way, has the name of Pingqing's group been decided yet? ]

【Or you can ask an honest person yourself? 】

Song Pingqing: No??? The honest person is actually me???

The news that Murong Xue tried to hide was ultimately not successfully hidden.

"4G network is still better. I can hold meetings at home without leaving home." After the meeting, Murong Xue stood up, faced the window, and stretched her body.

Song Pingqing looked up at her back and asked, "Why do you say I'm an honest person?"

Murong Xue's alarm bells rang loudly: It's broken!