After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Unlike Song Yunran's house, which occupies the entire top floor, the house rented by the company to Qin Ke has only two rooms and one living room.

Although the units in the upper courtyard of Xicheng are very spacious, Song Yunran still feels extraordinarily cramped when he walks in, and even Qin Ke, who is standing beside him, has a strong sense of presence.

"I will pour you a glass of water?"

Seeing him standing still, Qin Ke asked actively.

Song Yunran said, "Don't drink."

He drank too many drinks at the bar tonight, and now he is shaking his head, maybe there is the sound of water.

Qin Ke found him a pair of slippers: "Then you come in first."

Song Yunran pressed her lips tightly and put on the slippers after a while.

He walked into the living room and found that Qin Ke's house was unexpectedly clean and tidy. Unlike his house, one day his aunt couldn't come, and he would toss out all the clutter in the house.

Is this also a necessary quality for the protagonist?

Song Yunran disdain, what's so great about this.

He sat on the sofa and watched Qin Ke still put two glasses of water on the coffee table. He did not reach for it. Instead, he put his hands on his knees and his back was straight. He wanted to create the president's domineering image after a long absence.

Qin Ke sat down beside him: "Don't be too nervous."

Song Yunran frowned, what is he nervous about?

However, when he raised his eyes, he could see himself sitting in a precarious position from the reflection on the TV on the wall.

It's like a first-year student who went to elementary school on the first day, fearing that he might be criticized by the teacher for misbehaving.

"Tsk."

Song Yunran hurriedly adjusted his posture, tilting Erlang's legs unskillfully, and leaning back toward the sofa.

The two have known each other for so long, and Qin Ke can basically distinguish Song Yunran's tone.

For example, the unhappy tone of voice at this time combined with the impolite words, it is Song Yunran's desire to show fierce and impatience.

But his face was so ineffective that he couldn't scare anyone by pretending to be fierce.

Qin Ke asked softly: "You haven't been to the company recently?"

Song Yunran sneered: "Who do you think you are? I have your turn to take care of my business? Xinghe was bought by me. I will go to work if I want to work, but I won’t go if I don’t want to work. Believe it or not, I’m in a good mood and I’ll take all of you right away. Expelled."

"But you don't seem to be in a good mood." Qin Ke said.

nonsense.

Song Yunran murmured in his heart, and changed it to me. How could you feel good?

He glared at the other person: "Yes, I am in a bad mood. Since you are leading the company's money, why don't you make a cross talk to make your boss happy?"

Qin Ke looked over lightly, seeing Song Yunran inexplicably guilty.

Ah, I'm so bad.

He thought with regret, it turned out to be this way of using money to humiliate others.

Not happy at all, but feel like the jumper villain in the novel, every sentence reveals annoying energy.

But the words had already been said, and he couldn't withdraw it.

Had no choice but to speak furiously.

Qin Ke looked at his bulging cheeks and almost wanted to poke with his fingers.

But in the end he restrained the impulse and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"???"

Song Yunran turned his head in surprise: "Did you understand what I was saying?"

I'm humiliating you!

The kind of bullying that is particularly excessive!

Qin Ke calmly replied, "Well, I understand. So are you hungry?"

Fortunately, he mentioned that Song Yunran felt really hungry.

When he got up in the afternoon, he was not in the mood to eat, so he went straight to play games with He Ziyou.

Needless to say, the result of the game was a daily routine of repeated battles and defeats, and the defeats were worse than usual, and he was so angry that he didn't eat a bite at He Ziyou's house.

After playing the game, He Ziyou took him to the bar again.

He felt that the snacks in that bar didn't taste good, so he didn't touch it after one bite, and he drank drinks all the time.

Even now, there is an uncomfortable feeling in the stomach that has been empty for a long time.

Let the nameless fire in his heart burn even more.

Song Yunran asked sternly, "Is there anything to eat?"

Qin Ke smiled: "Is there instant noodles for you?"

"You want to send me a bowl of instant noodles?" Song Yunran muttered dissatisfiedly, "Can you be a little sincere."

Qin Ke got up and walked to the kitchen: "No way, I haven't been home these days. The plane just landed at 11 o'clock in the evening, and there is only instant noodles at home, so I was wronged by Xiao Song."

Song Yunran had been absent from work for too long and didn't know what Qin Ke was up to lately.

His eyelashes quivered a few times, and after careful tasting, he extracted the key message in that sentence.

The drive from the airport to the upper courtyard of Xicheng is half an hour.

Then the reasoning proves that Qin Ke went home at about 11:30 and matched the missed call displayed on his mobile phone.

So in the two hours from then to now, Qin Ke hasn't slept waiting for him to come back?

Not so much.

Song Yunran felt that he was thinking too much, but still had a glimmer of fantasy, and slowly moved to the kitchen.

Qin Ke just started boiling water to prepare noodles.

Seeing that Song Yunran was coming, he didn't take the people away, but let Jingui's Xiao Song stand incompetently. He took out a packet of instant noodles from the cupboard, and then opened the refrigerator to get the eggs.

The light from the cold storage room hit his face, illuminating the shallow layer of fatigue in his eyes.

Obviously, I didn't have a good rest after being exhausted.

Song Yunran tightened the corners of his mouth, and when Qin Ke was preparing the omelette, he reminded him indifferently: "Be careful, don't burn the kitchen in the middle of the night."

Qin Ke acted for a meal, frying an egg, as for burning the kitchen?

He thought for a moment, then asked meaningfully: "Have you burned?"

"I look down on someone, of course not!"

Song Yunran rushed to the dining room and opened the dining chair to sit down, and resolutely refused to admit that he had done it.

It does not take too long to cook a bowl of noodles.

Not long after, Qin Ke came out carrying the bowl, and when he saw Song Yunran already waiting at the table, he was silent for a moment.

He put the noodle bowl on the table, before he had time to tell him to "carefully scald", Song Yunran picked up his chopsticks and slammed it.

"Um! %...(@#￥..."

Song Yunran's eyes widened, and he didn't know what he was shouting.

Qin Ke leaned against the table, unable to laugh or cry, "It's too hot? It's okay, let's spit it out."

Song Yunran shook his head vigorously.

Such an inelegant behavior is too inconsistent with his identity.

He swallowed the food with difficulty, took a sip of the cold water Qin Ke had just brought from the living room, and finally slowed down.

Now he learned the lesson, picking up the noodles with chopsticks, and blowing them carefully a few times before feeding them into his mouth.

The hot and sour instant noodles were particularly appetizing. Song Yunran, who had been hungry for too long, ate half a bowl in one breath before turning to taste Qin Ke's fried eggs.

I have to say that Qin Ke's cooking skills are very good.

The surrounding egg white part is fried crispy, and the middle part, gently poke with chopsticks, the soft egg liquid will slowly flow out.

Song Yunran commented: "The noodles are cooked well and the eggs are fried well."

"Fry another for you?" Qin Ke asked.

Song Yunran frowned: "Why do you intend to make me overeating at one o'clock in the morning?"

He ate the last bit of omelette, licking his lips intently, "Can I fry two more?"

Qin Ke's eyebrows were full of smiles: "I'm afraid it won't work."

Song Yunran raised his head: "You are too stingy."

"Not stingy."

Qin Ke looked at his sparkling eyes, "There is only one egg left in the house."

"...Oh, there is no way."

Song Yunran muttered disappointedly, feeling a little embarrassed when he thought that he had emptied Qin Ke's house.

Soon, the fragrant omelette was delivered to the front in a porcelain dish.

Song Yunran humbly got up again and asked in a low voice, "Then I have finished eating, will you be hungry?"

Qin Ke said: "It's okay, I have eaten airplane meals."

The corners of Song Yunran's mouth curled up, filling his stomach with satisfaction.

After eating, it is rare to take the tableware into the kitchen actively, and then squat down in front of the dishwasher, studying the buttons on it with question marks.

Qin Ke walked over, bent down and pressed the button, took the tableware from his hand, and put it into the dishwasher together with the used pot.

In the silent wee hours, the sound of the dishwasher is also particularly clear.

The two stood in the kitchen quietly for a while, and finally Qin Ke spoke first: "Are you not angry now?"

Song Yunran was just about to agree, and then he was taken aback.

What happened!

He clearly came to have a showdown with Qin Ke. How could he inexplicably become that he ate Qin Ke's meal, and his anger disappeared?

Before he could figure out how to answer, Qin Ke said again: "I heard Chen Jing said that you didn't go to the company recently, everyone in Galaxy missed you very much."

"I don't believe it." Song Yunran hummed.

Qin Ke chuckled, "Really, I didn't lie to you."

Song Yunran lowered his eyelashes, and the sadness healed by two fried eggs swept over again.

He looked at the flashing lights on the dishwasher’s display and said softly, “Don’t think I don’t know. They don’t think of me as the president at all. They are not afraid of me at all. They think I’m just idle, the buyer The company was playing around, and was lucky enough to miss the pit of "Formula Love"."

A strange emotion surged in Qin Ke's heart.

I thought that with Song Yunran's carefree personality, he would not have noticed those subtleties.

But it turns out that people like him will feel disappointed and sad because of this.

"And so are you."

Song Yunran slowly squatted down, tucked his knees and squatted in front of the dishwasher again, with his chin resting on his knees, "When I said you couldn't get the role, you must be laughing at me in your heart."

Qin Ke's voice was low a few degrees: "No."

Song Yunran didn't seem to hear it, and continued to mutter to herself: "So I want to open it, and I won't be the president. Anyway, there is Assistant Tang in the company, and it doesn't make any difference whether I go or not."

"Why is there no difference?" Qin Ke said, "He is different from you."

Song Yunran laughed mockingly: "Where is it different, does he look more like a president?"

Qin Ke's eyes sinked slightly: "No one stipulates what the president must be. You have your own ideas and style of doing things. No one else can replace you. This is what you mean to Galaxy as a manager."

"I have meaning to Xinghe...?" Song Yunran raised his head suspiciously and looked at Qin Ke from the bottom up.

"Chen Jing said that the batch of actors you selected are very good, and the scripts you bought are also very good. After the combination of the two, the company will soon launch its own masterpieces and outstanding actors. You have only taken over Xinghe for more than two months. It’s more valuable than what they did five years ago."

Upon hearing this, Song Yunran felt that this sentence seemed to make sense.

Qin Ke was a little thirsty, and poured himself a glass of water again.

When drinking water, he didn't miss his sight, still falling on Song Yunran.

From Song Yunran's perspective, Qin Ke's lower half of his face was blocked by his hand and glass.

Only those dark eyes were looking at him seriously in the middle of the night, as if to bring the confidence in his eyes a little bit over.

Qin Ke thought for a while and continued: "For me, you are a trustworthy person. I believe that in the eyes of other people in the company, they feel the same way. It's just that you are too cute, so everyone is not afraid of you."

"I am such a big person," Song Yunran said awkwardly, "Don't always praise me for being cute."

Qin Ke laughed and said, "Is that right, but I think cuteness is an advantage. It shows that you not only look good, but you also like your personality. This is your talent, and others can't learn it."

Song Yunran didn't expect Qin Ke to be so straightforward, and he heard that his cheeks were hot.

He cleared his throat: "According to you, those people in Xinghe actually like me?"

Qin Ke put down his water glass, squatted down imitating his posture, his eyes were level with him.

Then he asked clearly and surely: "Who wouldn't like you?"

Song Yunran was startled, and a clue flashed in his mind, but before he could catch it, the dishwasher sounded the program completion.

Qin Ke got up, and finally said, "It's easy to want people to be scared, but it's hard to want people to like them. You have done this, and you still say you can't be a president?"

Song Yunran stood up swayingly, staring at Qin Ke's back and fell into deep thought.

The weather has warmed up recently. After Qin Ke entered the house, he took off his jacket, revealing the thin shirt underneath.

As he bends over to take the tableware, the symmetrical texture of his back is trapped in the shirt, and the shoulders are slightly protruding, as if it can penetrate into the eyes of people, and can easily take away all the sight.

Song Yun suddenly remembered the rumors related to him, and suddenly everything seemed to have a reasonable explanation.

Why did Qin Ke reject the famous agent in the industry one after another, why would Qin Ke ride a motorcycle to rescue him at a critical moment, why did Qin Ke not sleep in the middle of the night waiting for him to come back to comfort him...

Song Yunran clenched his fists: "So, you like me too?"

"Yeah." Qin Ke admitted without realizing it.

"..."

I see!

Song Yunran finally understood, so he said, so nicely, why everyone thought he had a relationship with Qin Ke.

Isn't it all that acted on TV? You can't hide the look in the eyes of a person!

Song Yunran, Song Yunran, as an actor in your previous life, you did not perform as well as Assistant Tang, Shen Yiyi or even He Ziyou. You didn't even see the micro expressions on Qin Ke's face!

But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising that Qin Ke will be tempted by a good person like him.

But what should I do?

He just wants to be Qin Ke's father, but Qin Ke wants to be his...boyfriend?

Song Yunran was very confused. He had never been in a relationship before, but at least he had filmed a love scene, knowing that when a boyfriend is going to kiss and go to bed.

Go to bed.

When these two words appeared in his mind, Song Yunran's brain buzzed loudly, his eyes fell uncontrollably on Qin Ke's thin waist, and the fire on his face burned even more vigorously.

No, no, no, no.

He shook his head like a rattle, and after finally driving away the messy pictures, he saw Qin Ke turn around and glanced at him.

Qin Ke raised his eyebrows, stepped forward two steps, and lowered his head: "Your face is so red, are you allergic to eggs?"

The close voice and warm breath fell in his ears, making Song Yunran suddenly bewildered.

"Don't come here!" He pushed Qin Ke away, and without waiting for a response from the other party, he ran out of the kitchen without looking back, and ran all the way towards the door.

Qin Ke followed closely: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, just stand there and don't walk around!"

Song Yunran casually called out a famous saying from his father, but he was so confused that he couldn't even change his shoes. He picked up the sneakers placed at the entrance, opened the door and turned his face, "I'm going back first, good night! Go to bed early!" "

With a "bang", the door was closed hard by him.

Qin Ke: "..."

Qin Ke: "???"

Song Yunran climbed upstairs from the safety stairs in one breath, sweaty palms, almost unable to unlock his fingerprint lock.

After closing the door, he threw away his sneakers, his heart pounding.

Anyway, calm down first.

He read this sentence dozens of times in silence, then tremblingly took out his phone, opened a question-and-answer website, and started typing in the search box with a sad heart.

[What should I do if my child wants to fall in love with his father? 】

Search results: [Does an insignificant man disgusting? I think you are stuffed with tofu dregs, right? You actually have a face to ask? What should I do? Or is your grave missing a brick and come here to beg for food? 】

Song Yunran: "..."

Oh forget, he and Qin Ke are not true father and son.

He searched again: [What should I do if my friend wants to fall in love with me? 】

Search results: [handsome? If you are handsome, please mail it to me, and I will bear this trouble for you. 】

"..."

Change another one.

[What if an employee wants to fall in love with me? 】

Search results: [Capitalists get out! If you want to squeeze other people’s labor force and squeeze their bodies, I advise you to stab them in the chest to see if your heart is dark. 】

Song Yunran was so tired that he felt scolded for no reason.

Fortunately, he finally turned to a useful reply.

A very simple sentence: [If you don't like it, stay away from him. 】

It makes sense, Song Yunran beat his palm.

Why didn't he think that it would be better to stay away from Qin Ke in the future.

But Qin Ke's slippers are still on his feet...

Song Yunran frowned, hesitated again and again, and finally changed to another pair of shoes, opened the door and tiptoed downstairs.

He hid outside the wooden door of the safety staircase and investigated carefully for a long time. After confirming that Qin Ke would not open the door suddenly, he bent down and acted like a thief, put the slippers outside Qin Ke's house, and went home quickly without disturbing anyone.

At the same time, Qin Ke's cell phone rang.

The visual electronic doorbell of his home is connected to a mobile phone, and as long as someone passes by outside, the mobile phone will automatically send the photo of the visitor.

Qin Ke clicked on the screen, saw the photo silent for a while, and then opened the monitoring screen that was sent to the cloud platform.

In the picture, Song Yunran looked like a squirrel that had just finished hibernation, quietly poking out his head and looking around for a while, then hunched on his toes and walked to his house in a very strange posture.

Dropped a pair of slippers and fled.

"..."

Qin Ke pulled the progress bar to the front and watched the dozens of seconds of video again two or three times. After a while, his thin lips rose slightly, and his fingertips clicked on the button to save the video.

After a few seconds, the video was saved to the phone.

The next day, Song Yunran returned to the company again and received an unprecedented warm welcome.

Starting from the uncle doorman, everyone who sees him will greet him enthusiastically: "President Xiao Song, long time no see! You are finally here!"

"Miss me?" Song Yunran raised his eyebrows with joy.

Someone immediately said, "Of course I do. If you don't come recently, the flowers outside the company are all gone."

"Don't lie to me." Song Yunran was teased from ear to ear, "I could see it when I got out of the car, and the flowers outside were clearly blooming."

He walked a few meters forward, and several girls came around: "Mr. Song, this is the snack we just bought yesterday. Would you like to try some?"

In the past, Song Yunran would never make naive behaviors of eating snacks in order to maintain the style of the boss.

But yesterday Qin Ke said that Galaxy employees liked him very much, so he followed his instinct and took a malt biscuit from the other party.

He tore off the package and took a sip, blinking his eyes: "It's delicious."

As he said, he moved his furry head over, "What brand is this, I will ask Assistant Tang to buy more and put it in the company."

Several girls glanced at each other and stuffed the remaining snacks into his hands one after another: "Take them all if you like them!"

Song Yunran: "Ah, this is not good."

"It's okay, it's okay, we like to vote...repaying you!"

The girl in the lead said with a smile, "With a boss like you, we can work hard. Don't be polite."

"Thank you then."

Song Yunran picked up a bunch of snacks in a daze, and walked upstairs.

If he moves more slowly, he must be able to hear the excited voices of the girls:

"Ah ah ah ah he ate it, he really ate it!!"

"How can I give birth to a child like Mr. Song, Mr. Bai Dongsong will publish a book, don't force me to kneel down and beg you."

"Don't patronize and be happy, Xiao Song always loses weight, hasn't he eaten well?"

"That's right, I feel so sorry for me."

When Song Yunran arrived at the company, Assistant Tang was presiding over the project development meeting and could not witness the grand occasion at that time.

But when the meeting was over, when he walked into the president's office, he was shocked by the table full of snacks.

"President Xiao Song, is this...?"

Song Yunran showed his head from the snack pile: "The employee gave it to you, do you eat it?"

Assistant Tang shook his head: "No."

He pondered for a long time, but couldn't help but ask, "Why do they give you snacks?"

Song Yunran said of course: "Why else, of course it is because of me."

He paused for a while, and then he was extremely proud of what he said, "Some people have said that the real good president is what employees like, and these snacks represent their recognition of me."

Are you sure that sending snacks can represent approval?

Assistant Tang squinted his eyes. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was clearly...

Feeding small animals?

However, to be cautious, Assistant Tang thought about it: "Qin Ke said this sentence?"

Song Yunran's face suddenly darkened: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

Thinking of Qin Ke, he felt a headache.

Now that Qin Ke is already an artist of Galaxy, he will still be the most promising artist of Galaxy in the future.

How can we sever Qin Ke's undivided thoughts while maintaining the friendly and cooperative relationship between the two parties and accomplish his great goals?

Assistant Tang didn't know the boss was in deep distress, so he could only report on the company's operations since Song Yunran was absent from work in accordance with the process.

Song Yunran cheered up and listened carefully.

Zhong Xiaofeng’s two scripts have already begun preparations for shooting at the same time. The production department has contacted several directors. After reading the script outline, they have shown a strong willingness to cooperate. The company is continuing to negotiate on the details, hoping to select the most suitable one. director.

"Zhong Xiaofeng has to change two scripts in a row. It must be under great pressure." Song Yunran said with his chin supported. "You ask the production department to find a few reliable screenwriters from outside to assist him."

Assistant Tang: "The screenwriting team has been established."

Song Yunran smiled appreciatively: "Go on."

Assistant Tang also reported: "In terms of actors, the main actors of the two TV dramas are currently selected from within the company. The preliminary list has been discussed in a meeting and will be sent to your mailbox after the preliminary list is finalized."

Song Yunran has been lazy in recent days and has never opened his mailbox.

"I'll watch it later," he whispered.

Assistant Tang smiled understandingly: "Well, no hurry. In addition, "Happy Anniversary" has entered the later stage. Do you want to take their release and promotion together?"

Song Yunran asked, "What do you think?"

Assistant Tang: "It shouldn’t be a big problem. After the news of Qin Ke’s starring in "Jianghu Road" spread, the attention of "Happy and White" has also increased a lot. According to their feedback, several theaters have expressed interest. ."

"Then do it yourself." Song Yunran said with a smile, "When the time comes, you can keep an eye on it."

Assistant Tang agreed, then hesitantly "hissed" again, and asked, "Song is always in a good mood today?"

"Have it?"

"You have been laughing today." Assistant Tang hesitated, "Do you mind being seen?"

Song Yunran shrugged: "It doesn't matter, you can see if you see it."

Since entering Galaxy, he has tightened his expression every day at the company. He has to rub his face for a long time every night when he goes back to prevent his facial muscles from dying.

It's really hard to pretend to be cold. After talking with Qin Ke last night, he made up his mind to let himself go.

Assistant Tang nodded slightly: "Also."

In fact, he usually sees Song Yunran's effortless expression on his face, and he is also very tired for him.

Assistant Tang reported on the work, and finally asked, "If there is nothing else, I will go out first?"

Song Yunran thought for a while: "You just said that the news that Qin Ke played "Jianghu Road" has spread?"

Assistant Tang said: "Yes, Chen Jing also helped him receive two promotional activities, and there are other cooperations that are being negotiated in the future."

"Well, all right, I see."

Song Yunran dismissed Assistant Tang and sat at the desk alone and thought.

Tan Ming is a well-known director in China, and getting his actor is equivalent to getting a ticket to the mainstream entertainment circle.

Before Qin Ke retired from the group due to injury, there were an endless stream of brands lining up to come to work with him, not to mention that this time he was about to star in the men's first. Now this little resource for a little trouble is just an appetizer at best. .

With the current personnel structure of Galaxy, I am afraid that it will not be able to cope with the workload brought by Qin Ke in the near future, not to mention the smooth operation of all the artists' promotional packages.

He opened the mailbox, read the list of TV drama actors sent by Assistant Tang, and after confirming that he was in line with his ideas, he asked the other party to recruit workers for other positions.

After doing business, Song Yunran opened Weibo, which had been left out for many days, and was shocked to realize that the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes during his absurd time.

Ark’s newly signed company released a Weibo welcoming him to join the new family; Chu Xiaochen finally couldn’t bear the pressure of public condemnation to apologize and announce his resignation; and Qin Ke, who was still unknown some time ago, was already in the blink of an eye. There is a fan club.

Song Yunran browsed for a few minutes, and found that this support club was quite formal, with a clear division of labor among various functional departments.

He faintly hesitated for a few seconds, and while there was no one around, he sneaked into the "Qin Ke Resource Station" among them.

The first Weibo of the resource station was the video of Qin Ke's participation in brand exploration activities in other places yesterday.

It should have been taken by a fan. Through the reflection of the glass in the shop, a small group of people can be seen holding Qin Ke's hand. Whenever he walks near the glass, a scream erupts from the crowd.

This is not a big deal, after all, there are dozens of live fans in the entire network for even the most silly artists.

Song Yunran slid to the next one, this time it was a video of a live media interview.

As soon as it turned on, he was taken aback.

The interview media with mobile phones estimated that they were relatively petite. Standing in front of the tall Qin Ke, the camera actually showed a death angle from bottom to top at the beginning.

Fortunately, Qin Ke's bones are good-looking, so he can hold up this weird picture with his face.

However, the media soon adjusted the shooting angle and entered the normal interview session.

There are common questions before.

Qin Ke did not behave like a newcomer who had just debuted. He answered every question with ease. With a light-colored suit matched with the brand, he was as elegant and decent as a handsome young man.

Song Yunran couldn't help but remember that when he first debuted in his previous life, he was not used to the media scenes at first.

Every time a flashlight came on, he would close his eyes uncontrollably.

Eighty percent of his ugly photos in his previous life were contributed by that period.

Maybe Qin Ke was born to be an artist.

With a complex mood, he peeled a piece of chocolate into his mouth, ready to turn off the video.

At this moment, the live broadcast media suddenly asked: "Other netizens are very concerned about Song Yunran, the president of Galaxy Entertainment, and want to see when he will release the news. Do you know if he has any recent arrangements in this regard?"

Song Yunran silently complained, what the hell.

He really started the company to eliminate the unhealthy trends in the entertainment industry?

In the video, Qin Ke slowly replied: "Song always has his ideas, it is not convenient for me to speak for him."

The media asked: "So with such a straightforward and impulsive president, would you as an artist of Galaxy feel distressed?"

Qin Ke seemed to smile faintly, then lifted his thin white eyelids and fixed his gaze in the center of the lens.

The effect of staring at each other made Song Yunran breathless outside the screen.

"What can you worry about?"

Qin Ke's low voice hides a hint of smile, which is more sincere than ridicule, "I am willing to join Xinghe because I appreciate Song Zong's character."

The media is meaningful: "You joined Galaxy because of him?"

Qin Ke replied: "You can say so."

"!!!"

Song Yunran was stunned for an instant, and accidentally bit the chocolate in his mouth.

The sweet and greasy taste spread in his mouth, and he swallowed a few slowly, and his heart was deserted.

What does it mean to join Galaxy because of me? !

Song Yunran thought helplessly, as expected, his charm was so great that Qin Ke couldn't resist it at all.

It's really distressing.

The author has something to say: Happy Children's Day, kids!