After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Song Yunran was overwhelmed. Fortunately, the porridge in this restaurant was very thick, and the few small dishes Qin Ke bought were also to his appetite, so that the dinner did not look too depressing.

Filling up his stomach, Song Yunran was ready to talk about business.

This time he took the initiative to dim the lights in the ward to make sure that others could not see the swelling on his forehead, so he said slowly: "Your classmate, the script is well written?"

In just two days, Song Yunran's awareness of secrecy has achieved a qualitative leap.

He deliberately showed an attitude of ignorance of Zhong Xiaofeng, so as to avoid Qin Ke from asking questions.

Qin Ke is also very cautious: "He has not evaluated other companies, but in my opinion, his level is not lost to some professional screenwriters online."

Song Yunran let out a calm "um" on the surface. In fact, the hands hidden under the quilt were already clenched into fists with excitement.

This is Zhong Xiaofeng! When he was an actor, he most wanted to collaborate with the screenwriter, but he didn't expect to come directly to the door in this life. It seems that the world's Libra is finally willing to prefer him as a tool person.

Thinking of this, a small smug flashed in Song Yunran's expression.

But he still had a trace of reason, and he felt that he couldn't be too obvious, let alone agree too quickly.

In case Qin Ke mistakenly thought that what he said was particularly useful, wouldn't it have to lift his tail into the sky?

So Song Yunran said: "You ask him to sort out the works first, and I need someone to evaluate it."

Qin Ke relayed the news to Zhong Xiaofeng, and said seriously: "Thank you, don't worry, his works will not disappoint you."

It's also up to you, Song Yunran spit out in his heart, I know better than you.

The unexpected harvest of a gold medal screenwriter made Song Yunran feel that the future is brighter.

With a vigorous spirit, he temporarily forgot the hurt on his head, picked up the phone and diligently looked at the file in the mailbox.

Although Assistant Tang is not reliable in trivial matters, he manages big ones beautifully.

The latest developments of several variety show projects of Galaxy Investment are all clearly and clearly written in the documents in an orderly manner.

Song Yunran confirmed the approval one by one, and suddenly remembered something.

No, he obviously asked Qin Ke to come and take care of himself. How did he work hard while Qin Ke was sitting on the sofa leisurely?

Hasn't this become Qin Ke overseeing his work? !

Outrageous.

He has to find something for him to do.

Qin Ke took a sip of water and turned his head to see Song Yunran leaning on the bed, staring at him unblinking.

"Does it have a headache?" Qin Ke walked over and asked softly, "Would you like to call a doctor for you?"

"Don't make a noise, I'm thinking about what I should tell you to do." Song Yunran said plausibly, "Where is the reason that the boss is working and the employees are watching."

"..."

Qin Ke glanced at the fruit basket sent by Shen Yiyi before, "May I cut an apple for you?"

Song Yunran patted his thigh: "Ah, yes."

Qin Ke could see that Song Yunran just couldn't calm down.

Ordinary people stay in bed when they enter the hospital, lest their injuries get worse, but he is different. After jumping up and down, someone has to talk to him.

Had it not been for the shame that he had a bag on his forehead, he might be able to run a few laps around the hospital.

Song Yunran finally found a way to toss Qin Ke, immediately put aside his work, adjusted the position of the pillow, and sat comfortably and waited to eat his apple.

Qin Ke went out and asked the nurse to borrow a fruit knife, and sat on the bed to peel an apple.

His fingers were slender and white, and when he held the handle of the knife with a little force, the bent joints were set against the bright red color of the apple, giving him a pleasing mood.

To talk about the flaws, he only discovered now that Qin Ke had a very faint scar on his index finger.

"How did your scar come from?" he asked curiously.

Qin Ke looked down: "When I was a child, it was a bit hot to cook."

Song Yunran asked: "How old were you then?"

"Five or six years old," Qin Ke replied calmly, "I don't remember clearly."

Song Yunran's eyelashes trembled, vaguely remembering that it was written in the book that Qin Ke was born in a single-parent family, and his mother was busy working overtime all the year round, so from a very young age, Qin Ke had to learn to take care of himself.

He imagined a picture in his mind. Qin Ke, who was only five or six years old, was standing in the kitchen on a bench, accidentally burning his fingers so that he cried, but he didn’t even have an adult who could help, and he had to be clumsy. Treat the wound carefully.

The sense of substitution was so strong that Song Yunran's fingers started to hurt.

Is this also the only way to be the protagonist?

Really, why bother.

"Suddenly I found that I was so full. Keep the apples for you to eat."

Song Yunran turned his head awkwardly, "Just let me take a shower. Remember to rest early after you eat."

After speaking, regardless of Qin Ke's expression, he lifted the quilt and got out of the bed and walked into the bathroom.

Forget it, think about it carefully, Qin Ke also blames poor.

Be nice to him in the future.

The next day, the doctor arranged for Song Yunran to do an examination again, and then announced that he could be discharged from the hospital.

Song Yunran returned to the ward and found that Qin Ke, who had bought him breakfast in the morning, did not know where he had gone.

He looked at the empty ward and furrowed his brows, suspecting that the will of the original work was unable to get along with him again.

Just last night, I just decided to treat Qin Ke better, but when he turned his head, he left him and slipped away?

Song Yunran was so angry that he hummed several times, took the phone and left quickly.

As a result, when he reached the elevator entrance, he ran into Qin Ke who had just returned from the outside.

"Where have you been?" he asked unhappily.

Qin Ke said, "Buy a hat."

Song Yunran: "......?"

Your father is lying in the hospital, so you have a leisurely mood to go shopping? !

He took a deep breath, seeing the moment when the angry little flame was about to reignite——

Qin Ke stepped forward suddenly, raised his hand and put a baseball cap on his head.

Song Yunran raised his head in confusion, revealing those beautiful eyes from under the brim of his hat, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Qin Ke lowered his head slightly and curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction: "It's okay, it can cover a little bit, let's go."

Song Yunran was stunned for a while, until the two walked into the elevator, and then he dullly saw his appearance from the elevator mirror wall.

The black brim of the hat blocked the position above his eyebrows, and the forehead was concealed. As long as he didn't look carefully, no one would be able to spot the red and swollen bag on his forehead.

"..."

Song Yunran pursed his lower lip, and pressed the brim of his hat a little bit lower with no expression on his face, before finally uttering two words vaguely, "...thank you."

Song Yunran has been resting at home for a few days. In the past few days, his life has been very peaceful, but the noise on the Internet has never stopped.

As one girl after another came out to accuse Chu Xiaochen of deceiving her own feelings, #楚萧晨滚出娱乐圈#, #楚萧晨绝世渣男# and other related entries were turned in hot searches by netizens, and he managed The company cannot withdraw.

When things got here, it had nothing to do with Song Yunran.

Anyway, his original intention was just to remind investors to withdraw their capital in time. As for the future of Chu Xiaochen, this scum, he didn't have the time to care about it.

On the day when it was time to interview the actor, Song Yunran's forehead almost disappeared.

Before leaving the house, he looked in the mirror, hesitating for a few seconds or took the baseball cap that Qin Ke bought for him and put it on his head.

When the car was halfway there, Song Jidong called: "Yun Ran, how did you and Shen Yiyi know each other?"

Song Yunran asked in surprise: "Dad, how come you even learned to eat melon online?"

Song Jidong was inexplicable: "What kind of melon to eat? It was Shen Yiyi's father who contacted me just now, saying that you helped him solve a big problem. In order to express his gratitude, he was willing to sell their land on the outskirts of the city to Ningdong. The two sides jointly invested in intelligence. Retirement community."

Ningdong wanted to build a smart elderly care community a few years ago, but he couldn't find a beautiful land suitable for elderly care in the outskirts of Yan City, so the plan could only be shelved.

This time, Shen, who had never cooperated before, took the initiative to throw out an olive branch. While Song Jidong was deeply surprised, he couldn't help but ask more curiously.

Only after asking him did he know that Song Yunran had such a contribution in the middle.

The Shen couple originally disagreed with their daughter’s marriage, but Shen Yiyi was deceived by Chu Xiaochen’s rhetoric. It was so good that a daughter chose not to marry. She also married in a low-key manner for the sake of Chu Xiaochen’s career. To cooperate with him to maintain a single person setting.

Parents look anxious in their eyes.

Now Shen Yiyi has finally figured out that they are willing to divorce. After they know the whole story, they naturally feel grateful to Song Yunran's family.

As long as they can let their baby girl get lost, a piece of land is nothing.

What's more, the development strength of Ningdong Real Estate is there, and the two companies will have more exchanges in the future. In the final analysis, it is a good thing for the best of both worlds.

After listening to Song Jidong’s explanation, Song Yunran touched his nose and said, “I don’t know her well, I only met through friends of friends.”

Song Jidong didn't know the social circle of their younger generation. He didn't have any doubts about it. He just smiled and praised: "It was parents who were wrong before. I thought you were just playing around when you started a company. I didn't expect you to be able to help the family now. However, the scale of Galaxy is indeed too small, you think otherwise, dad will buy you a big company, how about Wancheng Film and Television?"

Song Yunran was almost choked by his father's rich and wealthy tone: "No need, no need! Xinghe is fine, you can let Wancheng go."

With such a big company, he couldn't manage it at all with his current strength.

Seeing that he resolutely refused to buy Wancheng, Song Jidong had no choice but to give up.

When the conversation between the father and son ended, the driver also parked the car downstairs at Galaxy Entertainment.

Assistant Tang hadn't seen Song Yunran for several days, and was a little missed. He waited outside the company's door early this morning. When he saw the colorful luxury car stopped, he greeted Mr. Song and opened the door.

After the door opened, as soon as Song Yunran showed his head, Assistant Tang paused when he held the door of the car.

This hat...?

Song Yunran subconsciously pressed the brim of his hat: "What kind of look are you, isn't it nice for me to wear a hat?"

The weather is warm today. In order to match this black baseball cap, he deliberately changed into a loose long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans. In addition, he was originally a cool and handsome appearance, so even if he was a high school student who was a teenager, no one would doubt it.

Assistant Tang was stunned, and then said, "No, no, Mr. Song, you are very good-looking today."

It just looks less like a president.