After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

The atmosphere of the office suddenly became a little subtle.

Assistant Tang became accustomed to nature, and skillfully explained: "This is President Xiao Song."

The producer hurriedly jumped out to make a round: "Hey, this misunderstanding is caused by a young and promising person like Mr. Song. It's really rare to see. Qin Ke, you really don’t know Taishan. What are you doing in a daze? Xiao Song apologized."

Song Yunran cheered the producer in his heart.

Oh my God, what an eye-catching person this is, he has played a wave of beautiful assists for him invisibly humiliating Qin Ke.

It seems that the investment budget can be raised one step further.

Song Yunran was busy replenishing his brain, and saw Qin Ke turning his face to his side, his eyes slowly walking past his face.

Today, Qin Ke is a bit younger than he thought, but the indifferent and cold temperament of the future has begun to emerge. After staring at the opponent intently for a few seconds, Song Yunran felt a chill inexplicably, and couldn't help swallowing instinctively.

Then, he heard Qin Ke say calmly and briefly: "I'm sorry."

Song Yunran: "???"

Are you a little sincere? Are you embarrassed to say only four words?

Qin Ke retracted his gaze and expressed with practical actions: Yes, he was very interested.

Song Yunran's fist hardened.

He took a deep breath, pretending to be indifferent and said: "It's okay, I won't be embarrassed by this little thing..." He gave Qin Ke a critical glance, and continued, "A field worker."

When the producer next to it heard it, his thoughts were broken.

This was obviously dissatisfied with Qin Ke's perfunctory apology, so he deliberately said that he was like a handyman.

When he opened his mouth to say something, he was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his cell phone.

Song Yunran lowered his head and saw the three words Song Jidong displayed on his mobile phone screen.

He motioned everyone to wait a while, picked up the phone and walked outside: "Hello, Dad? What's the matter?"

"What are you talking about!" Song Jidong's loud voice almost deafened his ears. "If I don't call again, are you crazy about playing in Xinghe?"

Song Yunran was afraid that others would hear their father-son conversation, turned around and walked along the corridor to the corner: "Who said I was playing?"

"Really? Then you explain to me why the plan drawn up by the Ministry of Investment was completely overturned?" Song Jidong asked him harshly.

Song Yunran angrily said: "Assistant Tang, a traitor, he actually sued you?!"

He got emotional and accidentally lost control of the volume, which caused the passing crew to look over in surprise.

Song Yunran was a Miyoshi citizen who didn't make a lot of noise in public. He silently blocked his face, and then looked around after people left, and saw that there was an unlocked room next to him, so he pushed the door and walked in.

The heavy curtains were drawn in the room, and as soon as the door was closed, the vision fell into darkness.

Song Yunran was stunned subconsciously, before he had time to think about it, his attention was drawn to the voice on the other end of the phone.

Song Jidong corrected him: "What a complaint. Assistant Tang was originally the person I sent over. He called to report to the leader."

Song Yunran paced back and forth along the wall in the dark: "How old I am, can you just stop arranging a babysitter by my side? Don't worry, Xinghe will give me assurance that there is no problem."

Song Jidong: "Where is the problem? I have read the investment department's plan. The specific investment amount can be negotiated, but the project itself is much more reliable than the grass-roots team you saw."

The implication is to tell his son to give up "Happy and White" to invest in "Formula of Love."

Song Yunran wanted to explain, but couldn't tell the real reason, so he could only grunt heavily to express his dissatisfaction.

Hearing that he was not very happy, Song Jidong's tone softened again: "Daddy didn't blame you, but you are new to business, so you should listen to the opinions of people who come over."

"Dad, I am your son. I must have inherited your business talent. You should believe my vision. Or... Do you still mind if I say that I want to be an actor and regret it? That's why I don't want to believe it. I?"

Song Jidong coughed a few times: "You wronged my father! I'm not worried about you. If you make up your mind to try, of course Dad will support you. Anyway, there is money in the family and no amount of tuition can be paid. Well."

"Really?" Song Yunran began to take Joe, "Then my mother..."

Song Jidong paused, then replied: "I, I will help you to speak."

Song Yunran smiled silently in the dark.

Regardless of his dad is usually a prestigious President Song, in fact, the most important person in their family is his mother Bai Wanning, who is also the most famous Bai Dong of the entire group.

Compared to Bai Wanning's decisiveness, his dad is a hard-mouthed paper tiger. When acquiring Galaxy, he also said that he would be beaten by the society. In a blink of an eye, half a month later, he began to **** him again.

However, his happiness did not last long. Song Jidong said earnestly: "But there are some things that dad has to say."

"Um?"

"Wake up, kid, where do you have any commercial talent? You can even buy a game console and get it when the price is the highest, and you used to..."

"Hello? Hello? The signal is bad, I hang up first."

Song Yunran, who had been exposed to the black history, was quick and quick, and ended the call before his father broke out more black material.

After the phone call, Song Yunran didn't rush out, but slowly sorted out his clues.

"Happy and White" seems to be very hopeless at the moment, and I can't blame his dad for not being optimistic about it.

He remembered that it had been written in the book that after Qin Ke took the movie, he was ridiculed for quite a while. Of course, after the movie went viral, it naturally became a big refreshing point in the original novel.

Although Qin Ke was relieved by this in his previous life, Song Yunran, as a tool man, was aggrieved.

Thinking of this, he "tsk" unhappily.

In fact, with Song Yunran's current financial resources, it is okay to directly order the crew to change.

But I don’t know if it was due to the power of the original work. From the moment he decided to abandon the acting and join the business, whenever he wanted to use money to ruin Qin Ke’s future-even if he just thought about it, in the next few days, he would walk and fall on the ground and drink. Shui choked his throat and got caught in the elevator when he entered the elevator.

It is estimated that in this world, without him as a tool man, there will be thousands of tool men standing up to serve as a stepping stone for Qin Ke, so the invisible mysterious power does not care that he leaves the plot. But if he insisted on hurting Qin Ke arbitrarily, he might end up being obliterated by the will of the world.

In any case, Qin Ke must not be prevented from becoming king in the entertainment industry. This is the life-saving law that Song Yunran has learned since his rebirth.

So even if the road is a bit tortuous, as long as you invest in "Happy Events", you can not only act under the rules of the novel world, but also make money to reassure your parents, and make Qin Ke convinced by him. Thinking about it is really a kill The good thing about the three eagles.

After making up his mind, Song Yunran realized with hindsight that when he answered the phone, he went in a wrong direction.

In the dark room, only the outlines of tables and chairs could be vaguely seen, and he couldn't even see the road under his feet, so he had to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine forward.

Then he was so caught off guard, on a long table less than half a meter away from him, I saw a "female corpse" with long hair and wearing a shroud.

"what-!"

Song Yunran was unprepared, and while throwing the phone out of fright, he quickly hugged his head and closed his eyes.

Ashamed, he was obviously a reborn person, but he was still a little...shameful little secret.

Yes, Song Yunran was afraid of ghosts, very, very afraid.

Even knowing that this is mostly the room where the crew stores props, Song Yunran was frightened in a cold sweat.

He slowly moved to the side, and it seemed that he had touched something inadvertently, so he didn't dare to act rashly anymore.

What's more terrible is that as a former actor, Song Yunran's imagination is very rich. At this moment, he already feels in the darkness. It seems that he has a pair or even a few pairs of gloomy eyes, looking at him from all directions.

"All props, all props, all props..."

Song Yunran's legs were soft, and he knelt on the ground and constantly brainwashed himself with magic sounds.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the slow "squeak" door pushing sounded in the dark.

Someone's footsteps came softly.

Song Yunran's hair was exploded. He trembled and asked, "Who?"

A male voice said: "Me."

"Who are you?"

The man hesitated and replied meaningfully: "Maybe it's a field worker?"

What the hell?

Song Yunran opened his eyes, and was stunned before he understood. Oh, it turned out to be Qin Ke, he let out a sigh of relief, his hanging heart was about to fall, and suddenly he lifted it up again.

To the effect, why is Qin Ke just here, so he must not be allowed to see himself in such an embarrassed appearance!

"Don't drive..."

The words were only halfway through, and the light of the right path fell from the sky with a light switch.

"…light."

Song Yunran said the last word tenaciously, closing his eyes and wanted to say goodbye to the world.

He froze there motionless like an ostrich who just didn't want to face reality, praying that Qin Ke wouldn't say a word.

In fact, Qin Ke was really speechless.

He was driven out by the producer to apologize again. As soon as he went out, he saw Song Yunran turning into the prop room and had to stand outside and wait for someone to come out.

As a result, when I waited and waited, I heard a heart-piercing scream.

Qin Ke came in and took a look, afraid that something might happen to him.

Unexpectedly, through the light in the corridor, he saw the scene that he saw Song Yunran kneeling under a coffin, chanting words, as if some kind of feudal superstition activity was on the scene.

Qin Ke couldn't understand what kind of path this was, but he was shocked.

Song Yunran slowed down for a full minute before standing up slowly, trying to pretend that nothing happened.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Qin Ke's handsome and extraordinary face blatantly showing the meaning of "You seem to have something serious."

"What to look at!" Song Yunran was ashamed and furious, incompetent and furious.

It's okay for Song Yunran not to speak. When he spoke, Qin Ke seemed to understand something. He nodded slowly: "It seems that I interrupted." He put his finger on the switch as he said, "I need to help you turn off the light. What, Mr. Song?"

It sounds kind of helpful, if it weren't for his very yin and yang in the last three words.

"Don't close it!"

Song Yunran's actions became extremely agile, and he flashed outside the door, not wanting to stay in this ghost place for another second.

"Wait a minute." Qin Ke stopped him from behind.

Song Yunran stopped and didn't look back: "What's wrong?"

"Is that your phone?"

"..."

Song Yunran bit his scalp, turned his head and looked in the direction of the opponent's fingers, his whole body struck by lightning.

How could it be so.

How could his phone just fall on that female body.

"Help me throw it away." Song Yunran said with lingering fear, "It's not clean anymore."