After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

In less than three minutes before and after the whole process, the two happily reached an agreement.

"Then it's settled."

Song Yunran heaved a sigh of relief, and then urged, "Hurry up and go back to the studio. The crew is ready to set off for the banquet. Don't waste time here."

Qin Ke nodded: "Well, let's go."

Zhao Siyu, who was stunned and watching the whole process: "..."

I am standing in front of you as a big person, no one cares about me anymore?

It turns out that nobody really cares.

The two of them just walked away in front of him.

Song Yunran wanted to settle accounts with Zhao Siyu before, but now he has saved Qin Ke's dog's life. It is when he is in his best mood and he doesn't want to worry about the trivial things in his previous life.

Anyway, Zhao Siyu didn't understand it, and in the end he could only feel depressed, so he might as well focus on how to teach Qin Ke.

When approaching the studio, Song Yunran was still walking and looking at Qin Ke.

Perhaps it was the relationship between their identity and relationship that had changed, and now the more he looked at Qin Ke, the more pleasing to his eye.

He is indeed the protagonist appointed by the author. He is handsome with tall legs and long face. He is a little worse than himself.

Song Yunran satisfactorily evaluated, and suddenly saw Qin Ke still holding Zhao Siyu's business card in his hand, and he was immediately unhappy: "What do you mean, don't hurry up and throw away the business card."

Qin Ke said helplessly: "There is no trash can on the road."

"…Oh."

Song Yunran patronized Qin Ke all the way, not paying attention to the public facilities along the way. He cleared his throat and said, "Remember to throw it away later, this thing is too bad."

Qin Ke glanced at him thoughtfully: "You hate Zhao Siyu?"

Song Yunran confidently said, "No way? You didn't hear that just now. He actually slandered my company in front of me. Would you be angry if you said it was you?"

Qin Ke thought for a while: "It's okay."

After all, Zhao Siyu is not a face-to-face slander. Firstly, he has a big misunderstanding of Xinghe, and secondly, he doesn't know that someone is hiding behind the wall to eavesdrop.

Song Yunran never expected such an understatement.

He sighed and looked at Qin Ke sadly, thinking that you are too ignorant of the dangers in the world, so stupid, what should father do with you.

Qin Ke: "?"

Is it his illusion? Song Yunran's eyes seemed a bit...

Love?

The two returned to the studio in a strange atmosphere looking at each other.

The crew booked a spot in a restaurant near the set, and when they left, the large group had already set off first.

Seeing that they finally came back, the producer who was staying behind hurriedly greeted him: "President Xiao Song, you and Assistant Tang also come tonight's finale banquet, and have fun with everyone."

As an investor, Song Yunran certainly has the qualifications to participate in the finale.

He nodded and asked, "Is it far?"

"It's nearby." The producer replied, "You can get there by car for ten minutes, but the navigation may not work well. Remember to remind the driver to follow us."

After discussion, several people came to the parking lot together.

The producer pressed the car key and naturally said to Qin Ke: "The front passenger's seat was scratched by my daughter a while ago, so please sit in the back."

Just as Qin Ke was about to speak, Song Yunran said, "He is walking in my car."

The producer was taken aback: "Not so good."

"What's wrong?" Song Yunran said, "He is now an artist from Galaxy, and he walks with the company's car normally."

Everyone present: "..."

What happened when they didn't know, why did Qin Ke become an artist of Galaxy in the blink of an eye?

What about the agent who came to him to sign the contract before? Where is the other person, how are they doing now?

Compared to the others, Assistant Tang set off a stormy sea in his heart.

He stabilized his gold-rimmed glasses and watched Qin Ke walk towards Xiao Song's Apple-green Maserati, inexplicably thinking that this scene was worth thinking about.

It's a pity that the time is short, and Assistant Tang didn't have time to think about it, so Song Yunran urged him to get into the car.

He sat in the co-pilot seat next to the driver, fastened his seat belt, and heard the two people behind him had a conversation.

Song Yunran: "Did you throw away your business card?"

Qin Ke: "Throw it in the studio."

Song Yunran: "It's almost the same. Fortunately, I arrived in time just now, otherwise it would be miserable for you to be tricked into Wancheng by Zhao Siyu."

Assistant Tang thought secretly, Wan Cheng knew, but who Zhao Siyu was, and where to start with this "deception" and "miserable".

Qin Ke also had the same confusion: "Xiao Song always thinks I can't go to Wancheng?"

Of course not, Cheng Jiaming is there waiting to harm you.

Song Yunran was extremely painful. He knew everything but couldn't tell it all. He was really stunned. After thinking about it, he could only vaguely said: "Don't look at Wancheng as if they have a big family. They have a lot of internal conflicts. Take Zhao Siyu. Let's just say, there are many artists in his hands and the competition is fierce. If you enter without a background, you will definitely be eaten to the bone."

Qin Ke frowned and said nothing.

He wondered why Song Yunran knew Wancheng so well, and why Zhao Siyu took it for granted that Song Yunran would be an artist of Galaxy rather than its president.

Song Yunran thought he was scared, and comforted him kindly: "But it's okay. You are my person now, and I will cover you in the future, so you don't have to look at it."

Qin Ke's thoughts were interrupted, and he could only say quietly, "Thank you, Mr. Song."

Assistant Tang sitting in the front row held his forehead speechlessly.

If it weren’t for considering that his monthly salary depends on Song Yunran, he would really like to turn his head and complain. Could you please compare the status of Xinghe and Wancheng in the circle objectively, but if you have a little bit in your heart, you don’t have the face to say. The four words "a mere tens of thousands of cities" come out.

Fortunately, this was not heard by the owner of Wancheng Film & Television, otherwise people would really care about it. You might not be able to do anything about it. You can just vent your anger with Qin Ke who is covered by you...

wrong.

Wait a moment…

Assistant Tang's complaints in his head suddenly stopped, and he paid attention to other issues belatedly.

What do you mean by "you are my person now"? !

He stared in horror and looked back in the rearview mirror.

I saw Song Yunran leaning on the back of the chair lazily, with an inexplicable smile on the corners of his lips, so affectionate and so relieved, and his eyes locked directly on Qin. Ke did not move away for a long time.

If Assistant Tang has the special ability to read minds, then he will definitely hear—

Song Yunran: [Now that I know how much dad takes care of you, I really want the driver to play a song "Father" to help you as a rebellious son earlier. 】

But the key is that Assistant Tang is just an ordinary person.

The ten minutes from the parking lot to the restaurant is enough for Tangsuke to idealize too much.

He thought of Song Yunran carefully browsing Qin Ke's Weibo, thought of Song Yunran waiting to watch Qin Ke filming on the set without eating, thought of Song Yunran temporarily regretted not agreeing to arrange an assistant for Qin Ke.

Finally, he thought of Qin Ke becoming a contracted artist of Galaxy when no one knew it.

In private, the two of them...

Assistant Tang couldn't help feeling anxious. How could this be good?

Mr. Song asked him to report Mr. Song’s itinerary on a regular basis, but Mr. Song is an adult after all, and an adult with a wealth of wealth. If he has any thoughts that an adult should move, do I have something to report to you in detail? Mr. Song?

too difficult.

He sighed deeply in his heart, deeply feeling that the assistant's job was not easy to do.

The sound of knocking on the window twice awakened Assistant Tang from anxiety. He turned his head hastily, only to realize that he had already arrived outside the restaurant at some unknown time.

Song Yunran found that his assistant was a little sluggish at the moment, and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

It started to rain halfway outside, so Assistant Tang didn't get out of the car ahead of time to help him with the umbrella, and he actually asked his dignified president to ask him to get off the car?

Thinking of this, Song Yunran turned his head and looked at Qin Ke again.

Seeing that Assistant Tang didn't respond, Qin Ke took the initiative to take out the umbrella he had in the car and stood outside to greet him. Even the driver in the front row did not move as fast as him.

Holding the umbrella with one hand, Qin Ke stepped back two steps when he saw Assistant Tang was about to push the door and get out of the car.

Then he saw Song Yunran standing still stupidly in place, and for some reason, Assistant Tang, who appeared flustered, opened the car door without looking up, as if he hadn't seen the boss.

Seeing that the car door was about to hit Song Yunran, Qin Ke couldn't stand it anymore: "Be careful."

He wondered if there was something wrong with the people of Galaxy Entertainment, and he reached out in time to grab Song Yunran's wrist and pulled him toward his side.

The ground was a bit slippery, and Song Yunran was caught off guard, and almost bumped into Qin Ke with a stagger under his feet.

A few raindrops dripped into his neckline, causing a chill.

Song Yunran was shaken by the cold, and hurriedly squeezed under the umbrella, glared at Qin Ke inexplicably, and asked, "What are you pulling me to do."

Qin Ke replied helplessly: "You almost got hit by the door."

He said this very softly, and it was directly overshadowed by the sudden increase in wind and rain.

Song Yunran didn't hear it, and moved closer, raising his face and asking, "What?"

Qin Ke had to lower his head slightly, and put his lips to his ears: "You blocked the car door."

"Oh."

Song Yunran nodded suddenly, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Assistant Tang put his hand on the door of the car, with one foot on the ground, frozen there as if he had been anchored, and then suddenly activated, just like that. He got off the car with his hands and feet, and walked in front of them stiffly and quickly.

Song Yunran couldn't understand what was going on.

It wasn't until the three of them finally entered the restaurant door that he took advantage of Qin Ke's chance to set off his umbrella and quietly cared for his subordinates: "Are you feeling unwell? Or I will ask the driver to send you back earlier, don't hold on."

Assistant Tang wiped the rain off his face: "No, I'm fine."

Song Yunran was dubious: "Are you sure it's okay? If it's okay, don't be in a daze. Qin Ke just joined our company, you have to cheer up and perform well."

Don't let others think that the assistant to the president of Galaxy Entertainment has only this level.

Assistant Tang gave a dry cough, "I understand, Mr. Song."

He closed his eyes, recalling the scene he saw when he got out of the car.

If he read correctly, Qin Ke did kiss Song Yunran's ear under the cover of an umbrella.

That's it, that's it.

Let's keep the secret for Xiao Song first.

Assistant Tang took a deep breath, feeling that the responsibility on his shoulders became heavier.