After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

"..."

Song Yunran was so angry that he almost wanted to ask which idiot had locked the door.

Fortunately, before speaking, there is not much reason left to remind him that the fool is you.

Ah, this sinful right hand.

It's you who praised the fanfare, and it was you who joined the fanfare group, and it was you who locked Qin Ke and himself in the small black room.

He glared at the right hand hanging beside him, suspecting that it was no longer part of the body, but the undercover arranged by the group of young girls on Weibo.

"Can it be opened from the outside?" Song Yunran asked with a glimmer of hope.

Qin Ke said: "Yes, they tried it with the key in the morning."

That would be easy to solve, Song Yunran relaxed.

As a mature contemporary young man, he naturally took out his cell phone and found Assistant Tang's number.

As soon as he was about to press it, the last red line of the phone's battery was also declared to zero in front of him.

Could it be better!

Song Yunran was furious in his heart, and was silent for a while with no expression on his face. He turned his head and asked, "You can always use your mobile phone."

Qin Ke was helpless: "I just finished shooting, and the phone is still with the assistant."

Song Yunran: "Then where is your assistant?"

It stands to reason that in such a situation where the door cannot be locked, the assistant should be guarded outside to prevent other people from entering and leaving.

But when he came just now, he didn't see Assistant Qin Ke's figure.

"Xiao Ke has a sudden stomachache just now and went to the bathroom."

Qin Ke hung the changed shooting clothes on the display rack and paused for a half-time, just as if he had just remembered, adding, "I think it will take a detour for him to come from the bathroom again, and it won't take a few minutes to change his clothes. Just let him wait and go directly to the awning to meet up."

If this were normal, Song Yunran would have begun to sneer.

Worthy of being the protagonist praised by everyone in the book, it is really thoughtful and caring.

However, he was the one who caused this absurd situation, so he didn't dare to speak, so he could only silently move to the corner of the wall and automatically punished him.

Qin Ke next to him tried to push the ventilation window on the wall, but it was a pity that the ventilation window had become rusty and mottled under the damage of the sun and rain. He thought for a while and still did not risk injury to destroy it.

Anyway, the brand's clothing is still here, it shouldn't be long before someone will come over.

Song Yunran saw his actions in his eyes, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

Qin Ke should have a good temper, and he hasn't shown any intention of blaming until now. Otherwise, he would simply give him the endorsement of that drink.

However, it was the next second when President Xiao Song's thoughts of compassion came up.

Qin Ke took the paper towel of the dressing table and wiped off the iron filings on his fingers: "Have you considered it?"

Song Yunran: "Huh?"

Qin Ke looked at him: "What should you call me."

Song Yunran: "..."

Forgot that there is still this matter waiting to be resolved, but at the moment of the moment, he suddenly remembered the classic speech of Mr. Song.

So he frowned and lowered his voice: "Who taught you to talk to your boss like this? It seems that Dad has been too indulging you recently."

Qin Ke pointed to the door and hinted: "Who to indulge whom is not necessarily true."

Song Yunran felt guilty when he saw the locked door.

But he still resisted stubbornly and said: "Of course I indulged you! Otherwise you go out and ask, which artist would dare to talk to the boss like this?"

Qin Ke smiled: "Well, but there is no owner who locks himself and the artist in the locker room?"

Song Yunran wanted to rush up to tear Qin Ke's mouth apart.

It was obvious that he accidentally locked a broken door, how after the other party narrated it, it became as if he was deliberate.

Could it be...

His mischievous behavior was exactly what Qin Ke wanted? !

Song Yunran was shocked and dullly remembered the fact that Qin Ke liked him. Although He Ziyou disagrees with this, he felt that his speech was not of reference value in terms of He Ziyou's IQ.

It's over.

This locker room is so far away from the main shooting location that no one would hear him even if he broke his throat.

Thinking of this, Song Yunran didn't dare to talk in depth.

But he didn't want to admit it, so he could only sternly said: "Your drink endorsement is gone."

After speaking, he carefully picked up the small bench on the ground, pretending to be careful.

It doesn't matter, he comforted himself and held on for a while.

The two older people are missing, and someone must come to rescue them soon.

At the same time, under the awning a few hundred meters away.

Chen Jing asked wonderingly: "Qin Ke changed his clothes, why hasn't he come back."

Xiao Ke, who returned from the bathroom in the other direction, frowned: "Weird, it shouldn't be. He is almost ready to change when I leave, will something be delayed?"

Assistant Tang, who was also looking for someone, held up his unreachable cell phone and asked, "Does anyone see President Xiao Song?"

The nearby staff turned their heads and said they hadn't seen it.

Assistant Tang couldn't help being very anxious.

The shooting location at this time was rather chaotic, and there was no familiar figure in the scene of people coming and going.

Don't be lost, Assistant Tang looked at the poplar grove not far away, feeling increasingly nervous.

Is there any wild beast coming in and out of this wild place?

Assistant Tang's poor geographical knowledge and rich imagination are intertwined, and his back is mostly cold.

"No! It's not good!"

He raised the volume abruptly, completely forgetting that the phone was in his hand, and shouted, "Xiao Song might have encountered an accident!"

This voice finally attracted the staff who were farther away.

Chen Jing and Xiao Ke couldn't care about Qin Ke anymore, and they quickly gathered around to ask what happened.

Assistant Tang hasn’t been stared at by so many eyes at the same time in his life. He swallowed and said nervously: “Ten minutes ago, I saw Xiao Song always sitting there playing games. As a result, after I returned an email, no one else was there. Now, what’s even more terrifying is that even the mobile phone is turned off."

There was an uproar all around.

Several brand staff of Ningdong Group were even more struck by lightning.

No, no, just shoot an advertisement. Our group prince is gone? !

This, how should I explain to Bai Dong and Song this time!

Among the crowd, Chen Jing did not live up to her name, and behaved calmly: "Don't panic, everyone, it's only ten minutes. Let's call the police first, and then you will look around in groups of three."

Saying that she was about to dial 110, a hesitant voice finally sounded: "Huh? Mr. Song, just now he asked me where Qin Ke is, and I told him that Qin Ke was in the locker room, so he looked for it. "

Everyone: "..."

I didn't say it earlier, so that we even made up the format of social news headlines.

Chen Jing silently put away her mobile phone: "That's right, Qin Ke also went to the locker room and did not come back. Isn't there a problem with the locker door? Maybe two people were accidentally locked inside, and it happened that the mobile phone was out of power. The person with the key will come and pick them up."

Some reasoning in the middle of the truth successfully calmed everyone's emotions.

Assistant Tang breathed a sigh of relief, but in an instant, he suddenly widened his eyes: "No, you are not allowed to go!"

Everyone: "???"

Assistant Tang looked pained and lied: "I remember, Xiao Song always has something to talk to Qin Ke privately, so don't bother them."

"Uh..." someone asked, "how long will they have to talk about then?"

Assistant Tang was speechless. He hadn't gotten underneath someone's bed, so he didn't know how long it would take to do this kind of thing.

But he changed his mind, remembering Song Yunran complaining of backache from exhaustion at home today, and also thinking that Mr. Song and Qin Ke are both healthy young men. It is estimated that the time will not be too short.

So he pushed down the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said solemnly, "Let's go for an hour."

Please, don't have too much energy, he prays in his heart, otherwise I really can't keep it up.

The person who asked the question earlier was embarrassed: "It's been so long, but our clothes are still in it."

"The costumes don't have long legs, they won't run." Assistant Tang was very tired, "The others can go first, so please wait for another hour."

The other party was not very happy, but probably because of Song Yunran's identity, it was hard to say anything.

Assistant Tang also works part-time, and understands the uncomfortable feeling of being forced to work overtime.

He called Xiao Ke over and said, "Check if there is anything to eat or drink nearby, and drive to buy some back."

Xiao Ke checked it out when he was free in the afternoon: "There is a roast duck restaurant at the gas station three kilometers away, and there is also a milk tea shop. Do you want to buy them all?"

Assistant Tang nodded: "Buy, buy more. By the way, remember to issue/invoice, and look back for financial reimbursement."

"Is there anyone... who will save us..."

Song Yunran slapped the closed iron door in despair, as if the living space had been squeezed to the limit.

Neither he nor Qin Ke had a cell phone, nor a clock in the locker room, and neither of them knew how long they had been detained.

It may be a few minutes or a few hours.

Anyway, it was hot and stuffy in the dressing room, and there was Qin Ke who was "watching him" beside him, Song Yunran only felt that the flow of time had become extremely slow.

But at this moment, he didn't care about Qin Ke, who was also in trouble. He patted the door and asked, "You said, didn't they find us missing?"

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

"Then why is no one here yet?" Song Yunran cast aside his lips aggrievedly, "It's almost dark."

Qin Ke couldn't answer this question that was beyond common sense.

From the time the door was locked, he deliberately observed the changes in the light in the room. If he had not guessed wrong, it should have been twenty minutes or so before he was desperate.

He could somewhat understand why Song Yunran was so upset.

There is no electricity in this simple dressing room, and if it is delayed, I am afraid that the two can only wait for rescue in the dark.

Although the LED light of the vanity mirror can be turned on with a battery, Song Yunran, who is afraid of ghosts, may not want to see such a scene in the underworld.

"You give me a favor, I'll kick the door and try." Qin Ke said.

Song Yunran stepped aside when he heard the sound. After Qin Ke was ready, he suddenly asked a question: "What if the lock is completely broken instead of being kicked off?"

Qin Ke: "..."

This is not impossible.

This place is not in front of the village and no shop in the back. I really don't know where to find the master who unlocks.

After thinking for a moment, he had to push the display rack full of clothes aside.

Song Yunran didn't know what he was going to do. After thinking about it, he took the initiative to follow him and pushed the other two display stands.

After ensuring that the brand's clothing would not be soiled, Qin Ke stretched out his hand: "Give me your stool."

Song Yunran was confused: "What are you doing?"

"Smash the window." Qin Ke glanced at him, "You stay away, be careful not to hurt you."

The mobile room is so far away that Song Yunran can only hide behind the display shelf.

But just as Qin Ke raised his arm to hit it, he jumped out and said, "Wait a minute!"

Qin Ke stopped moving and looked over in confusion.

Song Yunran took off a few pieces of clothes, walked over to wrap Qin Ke's hands with two cashmere scarves, and then put a coat with a hat on Qin Ke directly.

He tied the buttons of his coat very carefully, and then pulled his hat forward to cover Qin Ke's head. Then he raised his head and looked at it carefully. A few seconds later, he smiled and said with satisfaction: "Well, protect Not bad."

Qin Ke had a rare short-circuit in his brain: "They have to take these clothes back."

"Don't you just lose money, I just pay it out."

Song Yunran glanced at him as if he was mentally retarded, "How many clothes are important to you."

The last few afterglows of the setting sun reflected in his eyes, leaping with fragments of light.

Qin Ke was slightly startled.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, suddenly he didn't know what to say.

It didn't feel good to be wrapped tightly from head to toe, and soon he felt that his body was as hot as it was about to burn, and even his breathing became heavy.

Song Yunran returned to the safe area again without forgetting to preach: "You are so true. You want to smash the window without any protective measures. There is still time to worry about me, and I am not afraid of being injured."

Qin Ke was quiet for a while before saying, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Song Yunran said, "This is what Dad should do."

Qin Ke shifted his sight and laughed in a low voice.

After laughing, he stepped on the dressing table to stand firmly, raised the stool and slammed it down.

There were a few loud noises, and debris splashed.

The already rusted ventilation window could not resist such a heavy blow, and was soon completely scrapped under violence.

Song Yunran covered his ears, but he was frightened and diverted thinking. He felt that Qin Ke looked thin and thin, but he didn't expect to have that much strength.

But he quickly remembered the few abs that he accidentally saw when he first entered the locker room.

Okay, no matter what happens in the future, remember that you can only outsmart but not fight.

He must not be able to beat this cheap son.

Qin Ke carefully cleaned the window and measured the distance.

Neither he nor Song Yunran is fat, so they should be able to get through.

"You are waiting inside."

Qin Ke threw away the stool, turned his face and said, "Let me try first. If I can get out, you should be fine."

Song Yunran looked at him eagerly: "Then be careful."

Qin Ke nodded, supporting the edge of the window with both hands, exerting a little force on his waist and abdomen, and he went straight up without any effort.

He quickly got through the window frame and jumped outside: "Okay, come out."

The whole process didn't even take half a minute.

Song Yunran was stunned. Since rebirth, Qin Ke always broke his impression in unexpected places.

For example, this person can ride a motorcycle, or the action of this person turning windows can be so neat.

The son is so handsome, of course the father refuses to admit it.

Song Yunran followed everything, stepping on the dressing table, grasping the edge of the window, pedaling his foot on the wall a few times, and climbing onto the window sill smoothly.

It doesn't seem to be difficult.

He curled his lips proudly and looked down, dumbfounded.

The ventilation window should be at least two meters above the ground.

Song Yunran paled and asked, "Can this jump?"

Qin Ke raised his head: "Just two meters, ordinary people can do it."

"Why don't I have a bottom in my heart." Song Yunran shook his head repeatedly and retreated, "You don't know how bad luck I have been lately."

It is estimated that ordinary people can twist their feet at most.

He jumped down, maybe he was paralyzed directly!

Qin Ke thought for a while: "Or I ask someone to come over and open the door?"

"..."

Song Yunran's **** eagerness to compete again began to move around, not wanting to admit that he was not even better than Qin Ke in this little thing.

"Then, then you catch me below." He said cautiously.

Qin Ke raised his eyebrows: "Yes, yes, but before then, have you figured out what you should call me?"

Song Yunran broke down and roared: "When is it! Do you want me to call your father that way?!"

"I'm not you, I don't have a hobby of being a father."

Qin Ke took two steps forward, opened his arms, and curled his lips in the night, "It's better to call him brother."

Song Yunran is numb, can the relationship in this family be messed up any more.

The old policemen at the police station have never seen this scene.

He mustered up the courage to gritted his teeth and jumped down.

Then he crashed into Qin Ke's arms.

Qin Ke "hissed" very lightly, then smiled and said, "Look, I said it's okay."

Song Yunran didn't say a word, first tried to move his ankle, and found that it was all right: "It means I dance well."

Qin Ke nodded, "Well, Mr. Song, who danced well, can he be called the older brother?"

"I didn't promise you again!" Song Yunran turned his face and refused to recognize the person, pushing away from him and replied boldly.

After speaking, he turned around and quickly fled from the scene of the incident without looking back, not knowing what he was panicking.

Qin Ke smiled and followed him unhurriedly.

After returning to the previous place, the two stopped at the same time and exchanged confused eyes with each other.

Under the awning, a group of people sat together happily.

Some held a toast with milk tea, while others whispered to a fragrant roast duck. There were also people like Assistant Tang, sitting alone beside him, frowning in thought.

But no matter which one, they didn't seem to worry about them.

Song Yunran's young master's temper really rushed up this time.

He walked over without expression: "What are you doing?"

Assistant Tang raised his head when he heard the sound, but he was surprised, and a trace of complaint appeared in his eyes.

It was too dark, and he failed to find the anger on the boss's face, but took people aside: "Mr. Song, are you finished?"

"...What are you going to do?" Song Yunran asked impatiently, "Qin Ke and I were locked up in the locker room for a long time. If you don't come to open the door, you can still have a picnic here?!"

Assistant Tang was startled: "You, aren't you there with Qin Ke?"

Song Yunran became even more angry: "What and what?"

Assistant Tang had vaguely realized at this time that he might have made a misjudgment.

He looked at Song Yunran hesitantly, his face turned red and white, which was exceptionally wonderful for a while.

In the relatively silent silence, Song Yunran suddenly realized.

He finally succeeded in catching Assistant Tang's brain circuit, and after reacting, his pupils shook frantically.

"Do you think I and Qin Ke are..." he asked incredulously, "Fooling around in the locker room?"

Assistant Tang nodded in shame.

"..."

It's too ridiculous.

Song Yunran was shocked and angered by the unexpected unfolding.

After a long time, he patted Assistant Tang on the shoulder, with a sincere tone: "If you are really idle, sign up for a training class to improve yourself."

Don't live like a drug-drinking chicken every day.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-06-0821:00:00~2021-06-1021:04:32~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!