After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

In addition to inviting media offline, this new product launch conference also adopted a live broadcast format. As soon as Qin Ke's remarks came out, a dense barrage instantly covered his figure.

【? ? ? How much did Song Yunran give you? 】

[Is President Song here, I can also praise you, my Alipay is...]

[Pure passer-by, is it Mr. Qin’s workplace interpersonal relations class now? 】

[Husband, don't just praise the cubs outside, he will be proud. 】

It was Song Yunran who had made enough preparations, and was still shocked by the density of the barrage.

Today, he is going to have a full day meeting with the company's agents. During the lunch break, he will invite everyone to dinner. While waiting for the food in the restaurant, he will open the live broadcast and take a look.

As a result, I heard Qin Ke praise him so bluntly.

By the way, he hadn't worn the earphones yet, and Qin Ke's voice reached the ears of every employee present through his mobile phone.

All of a sudden, the gazes cast from all directions gave him the illusion of coming out in public.

Song Yunran stiffly quit the live broadcast and was silent.

The mood is very complicated.

The reason why the host will announce the good news on stage today is because he greeted Ning Dong when he got up early this morning. What he wanted was to be able to achieve sufficient results and make Qin Ke ruthless at the press conference. Land scenery.

Broadcasting live broadcasts in and out of the restaurant’s private rooms also wanted the agents present to watch Qin Ke’s highlight moments together.

Song Yunran believed that his thoughts were normal.

Whose son has achieved good grades, would his father not want to show off with a big loudspeaker?

But what he didn't count was that Qin Kehui suddenly began to praise him at the press conference.

Knowing this, he must have watched the live broadcast secretly!

What would everyone think of him now?

Song Yunran was very worried, and he dared not raise his head to look at other people. Although he didn't mind coming out, he didn't expect to die in this way so early.

At this moment, someone suddenly said: "Qin Ke is really..."

Song Yunran became nervous for an instant.

The man continued: "It's too much! He didn't say hello, so he praised Mr. Song outside!"

"That is, if you want to praise, let's say it in advance, can't we praise together?" Another person answered, "Don't we Xiao Song always deserve to have a group of praise?"

Song Yunran: "???"

Everyone's reaction seemed to be different from what he imagined.

He lifted his ostrich state and raised his head in a daze. Then he saw that the agents had picked up their phones and sent messages to his artists.

Assistant Tang, who was sitting next to him, looked regretful, and only hated that he couldn't create an artist out of thin air, and couldn't join this Xiao Song's compliment.

Song Yunran realized it, and he realized it again.

It turns out that everyone has embraced him with a grateful heart. Before that, they had suffered from no one taking the lead, and they could only hide their admiration in their hearts.

He thought he would come out on the spot because of this, but he took it for granted.

"...Don't have to praise me collectively."

Song Yunran said with difficulty, "It seems too deliberate, people will think that our company's corporate culture is not serious."

The leading agent asked blankly: "Does our company still have a corporate culture?"

Song Yunran: "..."

The other party coughed and corrected: "Mr. Song, this is unfair for you. Why can Qin Ke praise, others can't?"

Song Yunran thought to himself, can others compare with Qin Ke?

He is not only my boyfriend, but also my only son. If your artist can call me Dad...

Hmm, no, no one called his father can replace Qin Ke's position here.

In the end, he could only rub his eyebrows: "Okay, but don't be too much, you know."

Everyone nodded tacitly.

They are also people in the entertainment industry anyway, knowing the truth is too late.

Suddenly boasting in a swarm will only make people suspect that Song Yunran has everyone's black material in his hands.

Everything has to be said step by step.

Song Yunran didn't know that a new storm had already begun to brew.

Returning to the upper courtyard of Xicheng that evening, he asked his aunt to prepare a table of good dishes in advance, while continuing to read his teaching materials, while waiting for Qin Ke to go home to celebrate.

To be honest, although before the release of "Happy and White", he had guessed that Qin Ke might be selected as the best actor, but when his imagination became a reality, he was still very surprised by this, and A little bit of luck.

You know, if it weren't for his accidental awakening, Qin Ke wouldn't be affected and reborn.

Song Yunran felt a little guilty every time he thought of the shortlist of best actor Qin Ke harvested before his rebirth.

Fortunately, the world still favors Qin Ke.

After eight o'clock in the evening, Qin Ke finished his work.

Song Yunran called him upstairs directly, thought about it when he opened the door, and said, "Just take a fingerprint, so I don't have to open the door for you every time."

Qin Ke glanced at him: "I'm not afraid I took my fingerprints and attacked you in the middle of the night?"

"Are you stupid?"

Song Yunran didn't realize the true meaning of this sentence at all, and replied solemnly, "Will I lock the bedroom door before I go to bed?"

Qin Ke laughed helplessly. He wanted to say something more when he saw Song Yunran slap his head and hurriedly rushed to the living room.

He quickly ran out again, with his hands behind his back, and stood in front of Qin Ke with a pretentious smile.

For some reason, an ominous premonition rose in Qin Ke's heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, Song Yunran suddenly raised his arm, pulled away the small color cannon in his hand and shouted, "Congratulations, you are shortlisted!"

With a "bang", bright multicolored pieces of paper fell one after another from above.

Qin Ke didn't have time to escape, and all the colorful pictures fell on him. He didn't know what material the thing was, and it was charged with static electricity, making him all over his face.

Qin Ke: "..."

He was suddenly not sure whether Song Yunran's original intention was to congratulate him.

Song Yunran was also dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that the range of the color artillery was so short. Not only did he not show the beautiful and romantic picture he imagined, but on the contrary, a crack that was about to collapse appeared on Qin Ke's handsome face.

Qin Ke sighed heavily. He came back in a hurry and didn't remove his makeup in the middle. At this moment, a few colorful pieces stuck to his lips, leaving him speechless.

After a few seconds of silence, Qin Ke spit out a colorful film: "I praised you outside today, but when you came back, you treated me like this."

"I didn't mean it." Song Yunran quickly apologized, "I'm sorry."

Qin Ke spit out another piece: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Song Yunran's eyes suddenly light up, as if he had discovered a fun New World.

Song Yunran leaned closer, with a sincere tone: "You spray like a pea shooter."

".................."

Seeing that he didn’t respond, Song Yunran thought he didn’t understand, so he explained in a thoughtful manner: “No, haven’t you played "Plants vs. Zombies" before, but it’s a classic old game. It’s very exciting afterwards. It makes people excited!"

Qin Ke raised his eyebrows, unbearable.

He hooked the back of Song Yunran's neck with one hand, and then turned around. Before the other party could react, he had already pressed the person against the door, bowed his head and kissed him.

What should the boyfriend do when Mr. Song starts to have a lot of thoughts?

Qin Ke gave the answer personally today.

Put him in a passionate blood, so that he has no spare time to think about any classic games.

Song Yun then felt very regretful, feeling like a fish being pressed on a cutting board, struggling for a long time in vain, but still being pressed to death.

He made some sounds in his mouth that he was ashamed to hear, and when he arrived at the back, he simply gave up resisting, and only used his hands to clenched Qin Ke's back, barely kneeling down on the spot without being kissed.

He thought aggrieved, if he had known this, he would not prepare for this surprise.

As soon as this thought came up, Qin Ke seemed to be aware of his distraction, and he greeted him with a more aggressive aura than before.

After an exceptionally long kiss, Song Yunran felt her mouth swell.

He didn't want to speak for the time being, and simply stared at Qin Ke angrily, expressing his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

Qin Ke glanced at him slowly and chuckled lightly.

As if feeling very good, he slowly turned around and cleaned the color film on his head in front of the mirror in the hallway.

Song Yunran's fist hardened, and she whispered: "I warn you not to be too proud. You are complimenting me at the press conference today. I haven't settled the account with you yet."

Qin Ke paused and asked, "Why, not satisfied?"

Satisfaction is quite satisfying, and my heart is really happy.

But just...

Song Yunran blinked and said, "Why don't you say hello to me in advance. When I watched the live broadcast, I didn't wear headphones. With so many people around, I blushed and I almost couldn't get off the stage. ."

Qin Ke pursed his lower lip and asked puzzledly, "Why are you watching the live broadcast in front of everyone?"

"Of course it is to let everyone see how great you are! Who knows..."

Song Yunran frowned, recounted the reactions of the agents, and said anxiously, "Although they promised me that they would never boast as if they had collected money, I was still a little nervous."

Qin Ke was quiet, and comforted: "You don't need to be nervous about this little thing."

"You don't understand. Apart from the fans in my previous life, I haven't been praised by so many people."

Song Yunran helped him to take the color film on the end of his hair, and said worriedly, "I'm afraid that they won't be able to show off my demeanor."

Qin Ke: "..."

Excuse me, he was worrying too much.

In the next half month, the artists of Galaxy started an invisible competition.

Today, you celebrated your three-year career on Weibo. After reminiscing about the depressed time, you started to thank Xiao Song Zonghui for choosing you into Galaxy, starting a new chapter in your life;

Tomorrow, I will count my mental journey in a magazine interview. When I receive the script from the company, I am uncertain whether it is always Xiao Song talking with me, so that I can regain my confidence;

The day after tomorrow, he took another vlog, and after the release of a late night practice, he accidentally discovered that Xiao Song was still working overtime at the company, not even returning home for the development of Galaxy.

If it is said that Qin Ke’s first compliment, most of the netizens are still watching the excitement, then in the past half month, under all kinds of subtle brainwashing, many people who have prejudice against Song Yunran finally wavered. NS.

[... Maybe he is really a good boss? 】

[Did Galaxy go too smoothly recently, you all forgot that it used to be called Shao Shen Entertainment? 】

[Thinking about it this way, I can understand why the people of Galaxy like him. It is the good president who can lead everyone to make money. 】

It’s not enough for the artists within Galaxy. What’s surprising is that a few days later, Ark and Cheng Jiaming, who had long disappeared in Song Yunran’s world, unexpectedly thanked Song Yunran in the interview. He helped him find a new direction in his career.

When Song Yunran saw the news, he was leaving for the recording of the last issue of "Holiday Slow Travel".

He put down the phone, picked it up again, and put it down again after a while, after repeating this for several times, he finally couldn't help turning his head to look at Qin Ke who was sitting next to him.

"Did Fang Zhou and Cheng Jiaming collude with you?" Song Yunran asked in a low voice.

In the past ten days, he has been praised to be numb, but in any case he did not expect that there would be artists who did not belong to Xinghe also participate.

Everything happened so unexpectedly that he even vaguely suspected that this was a prank planned by Qin Ke secretly, trying to get him to achieve social death in another form.

Qin Ke looked down slightly and explained, "It has nothing to do with me."

Qin Ke was still a little unhappy if he had to say it.

It's like he specially prepared a candy for his boyfriend, thinking about coaxing the wronged animals. Who knows that other A, B, C, and C parties have followed suit.

It seems that his candy is not special enough.

Especially when he heard that Cheng Jiaming had joined in somehow, the unnamed fire in his heart burned even more vigorously.

What's the matter with you Cheng Jiaming.

I knew it was time to take revenge for the shoulder injury in my last life.

Song Yunran glanced out of the window, then turned his head: "So... I am really as good as everyone's praise?"

Qin Ke smiled: "Yes, you just didn't find it yourself."

So, Song Yunran thought, maybe this is the legendary strong without knowing it.

He bends his big eyes, and the corners of his mouth can't stop turning up, feeling that the red scarf that doesn't exist on his chest is more vivid.

Qin Ke looked at him with a happy face and found that Song Yunran was really a very simple person.

It's easy to get angry, but it's very coaxing.

He likes to act on his intuition when he speaks and does things, but that wild intuition can always be applied in the right place, such as the actors he chose for Xinghe, or he pointed out a clear path for Fang Zhou and Cheng Jiaming.

I don't know what the original thought is, but Song Yunran will be set as an ordinary tool person.

Qin Ke's gaze stayed on Song Yunran, and the golden sunlight in the winter hung over the top of his hair, making his dark hair also covered with a layer of light gold, like a small sun that was shining.

Such a person is obviously a rare treasure in the world.

Half an hour later, the bus stopped at the last stop of the recording.

The terminus of "Holiday Slow Travel" was not chosen in an extremely remote village as before, but uncharacteristically chosen in a modern village with convenient transportation.

After getting off the bus and looking around, the view is full of uniform styled residential houses.

Outside the parking lot, a spacious and straight road is paved in front of you. On both sides of the road are well-designed flower beds and sidewalk trees. People who don't know think they are in an upscale district in the city.

Dai Lao circled the parking lot and commented: "It's not easy. The program crew finally found it out."

"It may also be that they have deducted and searched for so many periods. When it was over, they found that there was a lot of money left, so they just squandered it at the end." Song Yunran answered, "The cost control of your program group is not good."

After recording so many episodes, the director team has long been accustomed to the ridicule of the guests.

She cleared her throat and said, "You can't say that. When this episode is broadcast, it will be almost over the Spring Festival. We also made the last episode a real leisure trip in order to let everyone feel the happiness of the holiday in advance. "

"Why don't I believe it so much."

Shao Qian, who is already well versed in the routines of the program group, doubted, "There won't be any traps waiting for us, right."

Wan Yuzhe next to him complained from another angle: "So you still know that the previous issues were not considered leisure travel."

The two exchanged their eyes tacitly, and there was a joy of liberation in each other's hearts.

For nothing else, it was recorded for a few episodes, and the CP is getting more and more attention, which makes them far less powerful than before.

They had already decided to unbind, but human muscle memory is sometimes so terrible. Whenever they see Song Yunran interacting closely with Qin Ke, the two will uncontrollably compete with Qin Ke.

They kept jumping between the two states during the entire recording process.

Over time, even the CP fans have noticed that something is wrong, and they wandered between the extremes of "I'm afraid it's not going to be BE" and "No, they still have a good relationship."

They are tired, so are fans.

But it doesn't matter. After recording this episode, they can finally escape from the endless scroll.

Thinking of this, Shao Qian's tone was also much happier: "Hurry up and listen, how are we going to relax this issue?"

The director smiled and said: "Just as everyone usually celebrates the New Year."

Song Yunran was overjoyed: "Meaning, I just need to eat, eat, sleep and play games in the room?"

"..." The director constricted a smile and explained blankly, "Of course it's cleaning up, pasting Spring Festival couplets, and making dumplings."

Song Yunran let out an "ah", the joy on his face disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

Qin Ke glanced at his disappointed expression and silently curled the corners of his lips, guessing that according to Song Yunran's pampered young master character, he must have never done anything the director said.

Song Yunran had never done these things.

He was taken to the nursing home in the village by the program team with everyone with a face of ignorance, and finally understood the theme of this variety show.

To put it bluntly, it is to offer love for public welfare, not only to sublimate the purpose of the program, but also to let the audience feel the happy New Year atmosphere.

According to the program process, the guests must first clean up the nursing home.

After the recording started, the Galaxy group was assigned to wipe the outdoor railings.

Although Song Yunran is a president who is insulated from housework, since he is here, he is not hypocritical. He obediently took the tools and walked upstairs behind Qin Ke.

The residential area of ​​the nursing home has a total of three floors.

As soon as the two of them went upstairs, many curious grandparents came out of the room and smiled to welcome the two young people who came to volunteer.

Song Yunran was cute and sweet, and the greetings of "Grandparents and Grandpa Happy New Year" captured the hearts of several elderly people.

A grandma surnamed Li liked him the most. Seeing him wiping the railing clumsily, she kindly joked: "Look at you, I must have never worked at home since I was a child, not at all."

"Don't worry, I can learn."

Song Yunran imitated Qin Ke's actions, first using a brush to carefully remove the rust on the corners, "Grandma Li, it's gray now, or you should go back to the room first."

Grandma Li refused: "I just want to watch you here."

Song Yunran laughed: "Am I so good-looking?"

Grandma Li said seriously: "You look good, and you look very much like my grandson."

"..."

It doesn't matter, Song Yunran comforted herself that Grandma Li is too old, and she definitely doesn't understand the words "looks like a grandson", which is already a ridicule among young people.

As a result, as soon as he finished his mental construction, he heard Qin Ke laugh in a low voice.

What a laugh, Song Yunran glared at him, and then laughed, I will call you too grandma to criticize you!

Unexpectedly, his glance made Grandma Li notice Qin Ke, who was not talking much.

The old man's cloudy eyes seemed to be much clearer at that moment.

She leaned on a cane and tremblingly wanted to go there. Song Yunran was afraid that she would fall, so she hurriedly threw down her tools to help her.

Grandma Li walked to Qin Ke and raised her head laboriously, "What's your name?"

Qin Ke bent down and said, "Qin Ke, Ke to abide by it."

"Oh, how old are you?" Grandma Li's tone became more and more kind, "have you fallen in love?"

Qin Ke was slightly startled, and subconsciously turned his gaze to Song Yunran.

Song Yunran had a guilty conscience: "..."

What do you see me doing at this time!

Upon seeing the situation with the photographer, he vaguely guessed that something big was about to happen.

He looked at the excitement and pulled the camera closer, looking forward to some interesting footage.

Qin Ke glanced at the photographer, and reluctantly withdrew his gaze from his boyfriend.

He looked at Grandma Li, thought for a moment, and replied tactfully: "I don't have a girlfriend."

Grandma Li nodded slowly, with a more satisfied expression on her face.

Then in front of everyone, I took out a smart phone for the elderly from the pocket of the cotton-padded clothes, squinted and opened the photo album: "Look, this is my granddaughter. She is studying abroad and she doesn't have a boyfriend yet..."

"puff--"

The photographer couldn't hold back, he laughed inattentively.

Song Yunran's whole person is not good.

He didn't care that Grandma Li wanted to introduce Qin Ke's girlfriend, but just now, it was obvious that he had been chatting with the old man, so why did Grandma Li show Qin Ke as her grandson-in-law!

Does he seem unreliable enough?

Qin Ke was probably also surprised by Grandma Li's skillful operation.

He tightened his thin lips, and said after a while, "Grandma, I have no plans to have a girlfriend."

Grandma Li understood very well, and said with consideration: "If you are not in a hurry, you can chat on WeChat first, or make friends."

The photographer has been teased by the cute old lady to be unsteady with the camera.

"Sorry, I can't add WeChat to people casually." Qin Ke sighed and explained gently.

"Why?" Grandma Li didn't understand.

Qin Ke smiled, raised his eyes, and pointed to Song Yunran, who was watching the lively by his cold eyes: "He doesn't allow me to add it."

The author has something to say: finally finished_(:з」∠)_

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