After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

For a while, the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

What made Song Yun feel discomforted was that there was also a trace of weirdness from the security team in this embarrassment.

He saw several security guards trying their best to control their eyes and not look at him, as if they could comprehend the truth of the peachy incident in the upper courtyard of Xicheng as long as they accidentally glanced at it.

Fortunately, before the eruption of Xiao Song's volcano, Qin Ke explained: "Sorry, my fault. I will trouble you to run for nothing, this is a misunderstanding."

Ah, what kind of misunderstanding was it that made your conversation progress to the best part of taking off your pants?

The head of the security captain was extremely puzzled. Unfortunately, his curiosity was constrained by professional ethics. He could only put down his anti-riot steel fork and asked: "You are...Qin who lives downstairs, right? You made the call?"

Qin Ke nodded.

The high property fees collected by the Upper House of Xicheng each month have made the security captain a pair of unforgettable eyes long ago.

He remembered this Qin who just moved into the apartment this spring, and sometimes met downstairs, he would be polite and nod, unlike some owners who couldn't see them at all.

But even so, he didn't dare to call it a rush. After all, the other client was Song ㄉ, who lives on the top floor and the garage is full of luxury cars.

The security captain asked again: "Song ㄉ, are you sure you don't need our help?"

Song Yunran could not wait to get into the stew, gritted his teeth and said: "No need, no, you go back soon."

"Okay. Qin, you will receive a text message on your mobile phone later, please rate our service this time."

The security captain greeted his servants and waited to return to the elevator, with a professional smile on his face, leaving a concluding remark, "Good night to both of you and good dreams."

Song Yunran had a numb scalp, and for the first time felt that the service language of the property center was full of mockery.

He looked up at the ceiling and began to think about going downstairs to buy a can of beer and whether he could be reborn immediately after drinking.

Qin Ke glanced at him: "Let's go, I'll see you off."

Song Yunran was stunned: "Where can I go?"

Do you go downstairs to buy wine?

"Send you to the hospital." Qin Ke was helpless.

Perhaps because of the disgraceful psychology of going to the hospital, Song Yunran thought about it for a while when he took the car key, and only chose a relatively low-key white car.

When he arrived at the garage, he refused Qin Ke's help and slowly moved himself into the co-pilot's seat. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't hold back his teeth and grin.

Qin Ke closed the car door and asked, "Where did you fall?"

"...Butt." Song Yunran sounded like a mosquito, like a panic who didn't dare to speak loudly.

He was afraid that Qin Ke laughed at himself. After waiting for a few seconds, he didn't hear any movement before he carefully raised his eyes and found that the other party's sight seemed to be inflated and his body swept over him.

Song Yunran's heart was alarming.

"Where do you look!" He was ashamed and annoyed, "Are you polite?!"

Qin Ke: "...Your seat belt is not fastened."

He sighed, leaned over, hooked his fingers to Song Yunran's seat belt, and pulled it to the other side to help Xiao Song, who was like a frightened bird, fasten it.

When the two of them approached, Song Yunran subconsciously pressed his body against the back of the chair, stiff, Zhe was completely afraid to move to the flattery, and only the remaining consciousness left him feeling that his waist was accidentally touched by the back of Qin Ke's hand. few times,

But in a very short moment, the seat belt was fastened, and Qin Ke's figure moved away.

Song Yunran was finally able to breathe smoothly, but somehow, he always felt a clear smell of shower gel lingering in his nose.

That is the smell of Qin Ke.

He pursed his lips and opened the window a little bit to let in the cool evening breeze in the summer night.

On this road, the vehicle drove exceptionally smoothly.

There were not many patients in the hospital tonight, and Song Yunran completed the examination soon.

The doctor looked for a while and said: "The tail vertebrae were not injured, and the local soft tissue was contused. Pay attention to reducing exercise and rest at home for a few days."

After speaking, he prescribed some medicines for promoting blood circulation and reducing swelling, and asked him to go out and pay for the medicine.

Song Yunran slowly leaned on the wall, Zhang Bojunchu felt that he was really miserable.

Since the beginning of this year, he has suffered too many physical shocks and will have to find a temple to worship.

When he moved to the **** area outside, Qin Ke had already waited there early.

Seeing him coming out, he asked: "Is it serious?"

"good."

Song Yunran didn't want to talk about the specific injuries, but right now he really couldn't be alive and kicking. After thinking about it, he could only ask, "Can you help me get the medicine?"

Qin Ke didn't say anything, and went to help after receiving the payment slip in his hand.

Looking at the man's tall back, Song Yunran was filled with emotion.

The one he fell at home was actually not serious, and he was reduced to the hospital, mainly because he fell off the bar stool.

Probably because he fell too embarrassed at the time, He Ziyou laughed and helped him up. After the help, he didn't know which nerve he hit, and he couldn't stop laughing.

He had no conscience and didn't know to accompany him to the hospital.

Song Yunran thought about it again. No, just because of He Ziyou's IQ of up to three years old, I am afraid he can't even write the word hospital.

In comparison between the two, Qin Ke was at least a person.

When he returned home again, Song Yunran had already figured out what to do.

He asked Qin Ke, who helped him into the room, to change into his pajamas and lay down on the bed, and then called people in again.

"I'll talk about the endorsement for you."

The moment Song Yunran said these words, he felt that his wealth and life were all on Qin Ke's body, "Oh, you don't know how much I paid for your endorsement."

Qin Ke asked: "What happened?"

Song Yunran was waiting for this sentence.

He turned his head and recounted Bai Wanning’s request. At the end, he couldn’t help but feel aggrieved: “Obviously, Xinghe was a gift to me, but she presented me with such a big problem. Do you think she is suspicious? My ability?"

Qin Ke went silently.

Song Yunran was not honest lying on the bed. He always rubbed his head on the pillow. After only a few minutes, he rubbed his hair out of a fluffy bird nest. At first glance, he was the kind of person who slept honestly since he was a child. .

But the little warm yellow light in the room shone on him, making him look inexplicably obedient.

"It shouldn't be." Qin Ke said.

Song Yunran was very disappointed, thinking that Qin Ke could not resonate with him: "You don't understand. Don't look at me like this, in fact, I will still be under pressure, because my mother is too powerful, and if she were not there, Ning Dong would not develop at all. To the current scale."

As soon as he opened his chattering box, he couldn't hold it back. "Don't laugh when you say it. When I was a child, I suspected that my mother was not a human at all."

Qin Ke rubbed his eyebrows, he couldn't answer these words.

Song Yunran looked serious: "I think she is a superman. Not only can she spin on her own, but she can also spur my dad to work hard together. You know, when they were the most exaggerated, they had no time to go home for two consecutive years. The company is busy on business trips to go to ABC to see that Jia Huangqian in the tourism industry raised the cherry blossoms, which led me to learn to make a long story short at a young age."

Qin Ke didn't see where Mr. Song's long story was embodied.

I just subconsciously thought that if I changed to someone else, and didn’t sleep in the middle of the night and pulled him to reminisce about his childhood, he would probably find an excuse to forgive him.

But now he sat on the single sofa opposite the bed and asked, "Aren't you lonely?"

Song Yunran nodded: "Of course, sometimes I miss them too much, and I still cry under the quilt."

Thinking of this, the sorrow and sorrow of childhood regained his heart, and he frowned, "It's really sad. Although they hired three nanny, two chefs, and a driver to take care of me, I still feel so lonely."

Qin Ke: "..."

He calmly changed the subject: "But Dong Bai promised that you can use Ning Dong's resources at will, indicating that she is still very optimistic about you."

Song Yunran puzzled: "Is it optimistic about the one who threatens to send me to the marriage?"

Thinking of the possible ending of the marriage, and thinking that He Zi lobbied him to be **** today, his heart became more and more panic.

"Be reasonable, I have paid too much for you, hurry up and show that you are moved."

After speaking, he blinked, hinting frantically.

Qin Ke pretended that he didn't understand his suggestion, and he muttered for a few seconds before speaking slowly: "I have an idea, maybe you don't have to go out to get married."

Song Yunran was stunned for a moment, and a brainstorm had already been completed between the sparks and sparks.

What are the meanings of this, what will Qin Ke do to help him?

Qin Ke now has nothing but himself.

and many more.

... Doesn't Qin Ke just have himself!

Could it be that he wanted to promise with his body to completely cut off the possibility of marriage? !

Song Yunran was shocked: "No! I don't allow it!"

He didn't care about the pain of his body, he struggled with his beak, and said seriously, "What are you thinking about all day?"

Qin Ke took a deep breath, and wanted to ask a question back: In your beautiful head, what are you thinking about all day?

However, Song Yunran was hurt, and his pitiful appearance made people unable to bear any more excitement.

So he directly pointed out: "Mr. Song, I'm thinking about how to help you meet Bai Dong's request."

Song Yunran considered this question on the way back.

Entertainment companies want to make money, the most commonly used are nothing more than investment projects and cultivating artists to get commissions.

Galaxy’s advantage lies in Song Yunran himself. He can predict which projects can be invested and which artists should be supported. In the long-term operation, it is certainly not a problem to make money. The only trouble is that the time required by Bai Wanning is too short.

Song Yunran didn't hold on to hope. But I warn you, don’t say that you can shoot more than a dozen TV shows in one go, and try to win by numbers. Assistant Tang will resign after hearing this. "

Qin Ke asked: "Since you have the right to use Ningdong's resources, have you considered developing IP to form an industrial chain?"

Song Yunran leaned over the boat and then slowly reacted.

His previous thinking was limited by his previous artist status, and he only revolved around his familiar field. But Qin Ke's simple sentence seemed to have a pair of hands that lifted the fog in front of him, making his vision suddenly clear. Cheerful.

Seeing him suddenly realize that Qin Ke stopped short.

Just before leaving, said one last sentence: "Don't worry too much, Bai Dong may just want to test your strength."

Song Yunran was inspired by these words with unprecedented enthusiasm for work.

When I woke up the next day, he dragged his painful body into a document, and then sent it to Assistant Tang to discuss with him after reading it.

Assistant Tang was shocked when he received the email.

He browsed it several times and confirmed that the sender was indeed Song Yunran, and he couldn't help feeling full of emotion in his heart.

When Mr. Song was sent over from the headquarters of the group, Assistant Tang was actually very angry, thinking it was a high-level executive who questioned his ability to work, and found an excuse to send him to the frontier.

After all, what Mr. Song's son thinks, he is an unreliable young master.

After shouting for so long, I wanted to be a star, but when things came to an end, I regretted starting a company, and I started an entertainment company that has no relationship with the main business of the group.

Anyone who reads it will feel that this young master must be on a whim, and will be able to defeat the company in a few days.

But who would have expected that in the twinkling of an eye, as half a year is approaching, Galaxy not only hasn't closed its doors, but has a growing trend instead.

Assistant Tang didn't dare to delay. After reading the document in one go, seeing that the off-duty time had passed, he simply stayed and took the initiative to work overtime.

He ate dinner hastily, and after sorting out his thoughts, he flicked a video call to Song Yunran.

Song Yunran had been lying down for most of the day, just now he got up and sat on the soft sofa.

He clicked on the video and was excited about the remnants of the Pleiades. Isn't my idea great? "

Assistant Tang was about to answer when he suddenly felt that Mr. Song's sitting posture was a bit awkward.

"You didn't come to the company today because you were not feeling well?" He was cautious. "Have you gone to the hospital for an examination?"

Song Yunran said, "Qin Ke accompanied me last night, so don't be long-winded, hurry up and talk business."

This sentence is too informative.

Last night and Qin Ke together were enough to make people think about it. What's more, the strange energy revealed by Song Yunran's sitting posture was so horrified that Assistant Tang's brain almost died on the spot.

Under great pressure, he worked hard to devote himself to work, and cleared his throat and said: "I have compared the company's three current film and television projects, and think that the most potential for IP development is Zhong Xiaofeng's second script "South China Biography". ."

Song Yunran: "Same as I thought."

It is different from the urban workplace scene in "After Meeting You".

Zhong Xiaofeng's second script is a thorough heroine costume play.

The story tells the story of Nanhua, a female protagonist from a family of merchants, how to prop up the family business and become a generation of wealthy female businessmen after the death of her father and brother. Although Nanhua’s situation at the beginning seemed very miserable, Zhong Xiaofeng used a refreshing rhythm and witty style. She shaped her career line into an out-and-out counterattack drama.

In the previous life, "The Story of South China" was registered on the video platform in the form of a brewing drama.

After the web drama was broadcast, many old scholars criticized it, citing unreasonable details one by one, and criticizing Zhong Xiaofeng as a cancer that misleads the audience.

But the harder they scolded, the audience could look at it with enthusiasm.

After all, in ordinary real life, everyone has accumulated enough pressure. Who doesn't want to lie on the sofa after get off work and watch some relaxed and fast-paced dramas for fun?

And more importantly, although the heroine is only dedicated to the career line, there are really countless high-quality men around her. Today, a domineering lord will come, tomorrow a loyal dog guard, and another day there may be a handsome and affectionate son.

Later, someone joked that this was "South China 101" at all, and we have all the looks you want.

With the blessing of dual factors, "Nan Hua Biography", of course, won hundreds of millions of hits. It not only became the biggest winner in the online drama industry that year, but also successfully sold the rights to broadcast on three satellite TVs after the end of the webcast.

What makes everyone dissatisfied is that the audience has their favorite characters. When they saw the finale, they found that Nanhua and all the male partners had missed it. They were all sad like Pick’s idols that they failed to make their debut. Zhong Xiaofeng arrested him and ordered him to change the ending.

But in this life, Song Yunran thought of a way to make up for everyone's regrets.

He doesn't intend to interfere with Zhong Xiaofeng's thinking. The TV series can be filmed as much as possible, but Xinghe can use another method to make the audience's love of those male counterparts complete.

"It's good to launch games simultaneously, and let everyone freely choose their favorite role strategy." Assistant Tang hesitated, "but Mr. Song, Xinghe doesn't have the strength to develop games."

Song Yunran curled his lips: "It doesn't matter, Xinghe doesn't have it, but Ning Dong has it."

The smile on his face is very happy, "And launching the game is only one part of it, and there are other peripheral developments in the future, all of which can be assisted by Ning Dong."

Assistant Tang thought to himself that Xiao Song was getting more and more comfortable when he gathered up the wool from the house.

He couldn't help being curious. Do you and Song suggest that you develop the IP industry chain? "

"Not really." Song Yunran said, "I thought of Qin Ke reminded me last night."

Assistant Tang closed his mouth silently.

I don’t have any other thoughts, just feel that you two last night...

Strangely busy.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-06-0421:00:00~2021-06-0620:56:48~

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