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

Chapter 658: One thing conquers another

Murong Xue is definitely the one who has the most say in this type of project among this group of people.

Song Pingqing grabbed the project not only because he saw that Jianguo was a purple arrow, but more importantly, the project was really promising.

This is the shortcoming of Song Pingqing's current industry, and she really lacks it.

Murong Xue was undoubtedly aware of this, which is why she immediately said that she would organize the group.

This meal is good.

You have to grab it, do it, and let Song Pingqing show it off as well.

Murong Xue: We are two trees!

Wen Zhuo had no idea who Xie Jianguo was, but when he saw the three of them starting to divide things without even making contact, he immediately let out a few "eh eh eh" sounds.

"..." Murong Xue was a little speechless, looked at him, "You're 10%. "

Yes, this is a big project, and it is best for the Murong family to take the lead and the Gu and Wen families to share the risks.

Wen Zhuo was embarrassed.

How sloppy.

Wen Zhuo: I still don’t know the name of the speaker on the stage.

After all, Wen Zhuo only came to them when they were in junior high school, so of course he wouldn't know their elementary school classmates with whom they had only been together for a short year.

Seeing that no one would answer him if he asked again, Wen Zhuo took out his phone and took a photo of Xie Jianguo explaining on the stage and sent it to Wu Qiming: [Brother, do you know who this person is? ]

Wu Qiming replied immediately: [How did you meet this person? ]

Okay.

Wu Qiming also knew him. Wu Qiming didn't say his name, but it was obvious that he was someone who knew the situation.

But luckily, this guy was a gossiper after all, so he let the matter go with just a few words.

"Do you know Xie family?"

"Oh, you probably don't know. It's not a big deal for you."

"Their child was switched, and they raised a fake one."

"The one on the stage was found later. But the Xie family's parents didn't care about anything and just bullied their own child."

"We couldn't stand it anymore, so Pingqing came up with some ideas and we helped a little. That person severed his ties with the Xie family."

It was a very enjoyable "gang crime".

Wu Qiming was very busy, and spoke a few words quickly and sloppily, and finally said: "I'll send you some news and you can read it yourself."

He hung up the phone in a hurry.

Fortunately, although it was sloppy, it at least told Wen Zhuo the truth.

Xie Jianguo, who is just a sophomore like them, is certainly not the leader of this project team, but with his hardworking ability, he understands every detail of the project.

Coupled with his experience at Birch Academy that year, his mental outlook and temperament were more suitable for being a front man, so he was sent out.

It was totally unexpected to see old friends sitting in the audience. No one had thought that we would meet again under such circumstances more than seven years later.

However, it was inconvenient for them to recognize each other on and off the stage, so Jianguo just focused on answering the questions.

When they returned to the backstage, before they had time to say anything, their entire team, including students and teachers, were all taken away by the people sent by these old friends.

The teammates were all stunned.

"??? They hired someone without even looking at the current research results?"

“Are wealthy people so careless in their investments?”

Jianguo stood there, appearing calm and steady, but secretly he was so nervous that his toes were about to cramp.

Jianguo: Everyone...I'm ashamed to say this, but it seems that some of this is my story.

That night the team was pulled out to start the second round of communication.

After all, he was the person he had personally helped in the past, so in order to come and take a look, Wu Qiming directly acted as a delivery boy.

After talking to Song Pingqing about the situation, Wu Qiming went straight to his sister's wife's restaurant, robbed a few sets of excellent meals, and brought people all the way to Wanmu Commercial.

The money has been paid, but to reserve so many high-end tables at short notice requires several restaurants to coordinate the supply, which is no different from robbery.

It also has to be divided into lunch boxes!

It's just a hassle.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in Wanmu Business was serious, and there was no surprise scene of old friends recognizing each other.

Several senior executives from Wanmu Medical, Gu's Technology, Wen's Finance, and Chengfeng Group attended the meeting.

It must be no small matter for the boss to call so many executives to a meeting. At this moment, everyone's eyes are fixed on the project.

Biosensor brain-computer interfaces are not something that have only appeared in recent years. The concept is from the last century, and the United States approved related clinical trials ten years ago.

Although we started the project later than others, we have been running it all the time.

There have been no major breakthroughs in many years, and the project funding is inevitably running out, so they put it up for "auction" in an entrepreneurial competition to see if they can find a few "sucker" investors.

Or we could send Xie Jianguo, a sophomore student, to explain the project.

Bosses can invest if they want, and no one is stopping them from thinking about it. However, wanting to invest and being able to invest are two different things. Qualifications must be integrated, and then each group and department must conduct rounds of review and evaluation.

This round of evaluations lasted from autumn to winter, and everything was finally finalized before the New Year.

Jianguo continues to evolve while being busy. Although there is still room for improvement in his academic ability, as a normal sophomore, this is already a very impressive result.

[How does it feel to hear the echoes of what you did back then after so many years? 】

Bai Mao's message was sent to Song Pingqing's mobile phone on the day the contract was finalized.

Song Pingqing picked up the phone, tapped the screen a few times and replied: [I have something to talk to you about. ]

Ever since many invading systems and sons of luck were captured and defeated, the world has become more and more normal.

Baimao, who felt much more relaxed, had just found some free time and wanted to find someone to chat with, but what greeted him was Song Pingqing's straightforward words, "I have something to talk to you about."

The last time Song Pingqing said this, he took a piece of jade from him as a couple's accessory.

He was also scolded by the bird he raised.

This time Baimao pretended not to see it.

But how could Song Pingqing let him get away with it? He said something extremely lethal: [I’m from Shudao Mountain.]

Baimao: [Auntie, what do you want now? ]

Song Pingqing called.

Three minutes later.

The white-haired man yelled, "Wake up! I am white-haired, not green-haired! I am not from the same family as the turtle in the wishing well!!!"

No matter how loud the voices on the other side were shouting, Song Pingqing could only say six words: "Are you not capable?"

It was quiet over there with the white hair.

After a while, he managed to utter six words from between his teeth: "You are so cruel. Just wait."

He hung up the phone.

Song Pingqing: You little brat, you’ve only been born a few years ago, how can I not excite you?

When Murong Xue returned to the bedroom, she saw Song Pingqing leaning on the balcony railing to bask in the moonlight.

The man smiled as he looked in the direction of the sound of the door opening. When he saw Murong Xue, he immediately opened his arms and made a gesture for a hug.

"I'm in a good mood today" is written all over my body.

Murong Xue's first reaction was to take a half step back: "My period just started this afternoon."

Song Pingqing's movements froze, and the smiling expression on his face froze: "In your heart, am I like this?"

Murong Xue said nothing, but her expression was alert.

It is true that there is no tree that can cover the sky, there is only one thing that can conquer another.

Song Pingqing was numb, put down his arms and walked out: "...I'll ask someone to boil water for you to soak your feet."

So what if you can bully Baimao Tiandao?

Don’t you still have to listen to Murong Xue?