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

Before Song Pingqing finished her words, Song Dashan interrupted her directly: "Don't let your guard down!"

His tone was solemn and his face was serious.

It was as if he was not talking about his daughter's "boyfriend" but his competitor in the business world.

"Men have many tricks up their sleeves!"

When the waiter came to serve the food, he happened to hear these words and subconsciously looked at Song Dashan again.

Although this is a very high-end restaurant near the school, it is not a truly high-end restaurant after all. Many of the waiters are college students working part-time and have not received professional training.

Seeing this, Song Pingqing couldn't help but lower his head to hold back his laughter, and Song Dashan's old face turned red.

It was not until a long time after the waiter left that Song Dashan spoke again: "Uh... well, men... uh... men are just like that."

Song Pingqing wanted to say to Song Dashan: Dad, I know you are right, but don't say it yet...

Well...she really couldn't say this right now.

Song Pingqing felt very uncomfortable during this meal. No matter how much he wanted to interrupt, he could only try his best to control himself and not speak casually.

It’s better to let your family know that you are in a relationship in advance so that they can be half prepared mentally. This is better than getting the news of both being in a relationship and coming out at the same time in the future.

When she got home, Murong Xue couldn't help but ask, "What did your uncle come to see you for?"

"It's nothing, they just found out that I was in a relationship, but they didn't know who I was dating, so they asked my dad to come over and teach me some things."

"...Is this kind of thing suitable for Dad to talk about?"

Murong Xue frowned slightly.

Or are some people just meant to be together?

Song Pingqing was shaking with laughter on the sofa nearby.

See, she was not the only one who thought that Song Dashan came here to teach him physiological knowledge.

"Why are you smiling like that?"

"My dad...came to me and scolded me for the whole afternoon...about men." Song Pingqing finished this sentence with a smile, "He originally just wanted to tell me some little tricks men use when they fall in love, but he couldn't help but mix in a lot of personal emotions later on."

Song Dashan: I tell you! Men! @￥%……&*

Or maybe men understand men better.

Song Dashan's curses were so frightening that they made people feel terrified even without using a single dirty word.

If one day in the future, Murong Ba and Song Dashan, two men with completely different auras, sit together, then Murong Ba will have a sense of superiority.

Boss Murong: Humph, I knew from the beginning that there was no man involved.

Song Pingqing's thoughts were pulled back from that wonderful scene, and he laughed even more happily for a moment.

"Uncle really has good intentions." Murong Xue also raised the corners of her lips, "But can just saying these make you laugh like this?"

"That's not true." Song Pingqing held his forehead with his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly. "To be honest, I've been listening to all kinds of gossip about your gardener, nanny and security guard all afternoon."

Murong Xue didn't expect the truth to be hidden in a place she had never thought of: "How can this topic be brought up to my home?"

"Maybe it's because my dad worked for your family when he was young, plus the gossip is really explosive."

The degree of explosiveness is comparable to that of the couples in the entertainment industry.

Song Pingqing used to not understand why gossip about certain wealthy families could spread so widely, until today when he had a chat with Song Dashan.

It turns out that the masters are still among the people.

Song Pingqing was not in a position to say many of these details directly to avoid offending Murongxue's ears, but considering what she had just mentioned about the purpose of Song Dashan's visit to her, Murongxue could more or less guess how unpleasant the words were.

An unhappy expression suddenly appeared on his face: "It's time to ask the housekeeper to sort it out."

"It happened more than a decade ago. Who knows what it's like now?"

Song Pingqing's answer was ambiguous and he would definitely not interfere with any decision made by Murong Xue.

“That’s why we need to tidy it up.”

Murongxue picked up the phone and began to blame: "My father and I are not often at home now. If we can't strictly control them, who knows if they will cause more ugly things in the future."

Obviously Murong Xue also knew through which channels the gossip came and went.

Song Pingqing nodded: "That's true."

When the boss falls in love, it affects the employees.

Although the workers did not know the reason for the sudden rectification, it was obvious that the "good days" among them were gone forever.

Obviously, the workers affected were not only those in Murong Xue's family.

It rained a lot in May this year.

Fifteen of the thirty-one days were cloudy and ten were raining. Although the temperature was not high, the humidity still made people feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Fu Er dropped out of school on a rainy day and left the school without saying a word, just like he did to Lai Zhongqi.

In the past few months, he had offended almost all of his former supporters, so his departure did not cause any waves among the student community.

It was not until he had not returned for half a month and the teachers stopped calling his name that many people realized that he had dropped out of school.

Because the time interval was long enough, the classmates around him basically would not associate this incident with Song Pingqing.

But those who were secretly observing Song Pingqing's every move could sense that something was wrong.

The founding materials of Chengfeng Group had been submitted after the May Day holiday. Many people in the circle heard the news and once again turned their attention to Song Pingqing, who had not made any major moves for a long time.

It was not a big deal to take a look. First, I found that Song Pingqing had quietly invested in many industries that were doing well. Then I found that Song Pingqing's industrial expansion was too fast in recent years.

It was so fast that no one could tell who was protecting her.

Things like escort are regional. It is said that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. No matter how good the thigh you hold in Jincheng is, the strength you can use elsewhere will be limited.

But Song Pingqing's industries happened to flourish and bear fruit everywhere, and each of them grew luxuriantly.

This is terrifying to some people.

Someone dropped out of Song Pingqing's class, and it was discovered that the live broadcast platform that continuously broadcast the Fu's building was invested by Song Pingqing, and the Fu's fell into a debt crisis...

Although these things do not seem to be connected together on the surface, everyone can see that this is Song Pingqing's way of dealing with people.

With Fu's sacrifice, some people who tried to make some small moves secretly began to stop and wait and see.

"Did you deliberately calculate this time to submit the materials?"

Murong Xue was lying on the bed, and Song Pingqing next to her was touching her body according to the "Basics of Massage Beginner's Guide" in his hand.