Unlike Song Yunran's house, which occupies the entire top floor, the house rented by the company to Qin Ke only has two bedrooms and one living room.
Although the units in the upper courtyard of the West City are very spacious, Song Yun still feels extremely cramped when he walks in. Even Qin Ke, who is standing beside him, has a strong sense of presence.
"Shall I get you a glass of water?"
Seeing him standing still, Qin Ke took the initiative to ask.
Song Yunran said, "Don't drink."
He drank too many drinks at the bar tonight, and now shaking his head might make the sound of water.
Qin Ke found him a pair of slippers: "Then you come in first."
Song Yunran pursed his lips tightly and dawdled for a while before putting on the slippers.
He walked into the living room and found that Qin Ke's house was unexpectedly neat and clean. Unlike his house, if his aunt couldn't come any day, he would toss the house full of clutter.
Is this also a necessary quality for the protagonist
Song Yunran disdains, what's so great about this.
He sat on the sofa and watched Qin Ke still bring two glasses of water and put them on the tea table. Instead of reaching for them, he put his hands on his knees, straightened his back, and wanted to create a domineering image of the president after a long absence.
Qin Ke sat down beside him: "Don't be too nervous."
Song Yunran frowned, what should he be nervous about
However, when he raised his eyes, he saw himself sitting upright in the reflection of the TV on the wall.
It’s like a first-grade student on the first day of elementary school, afraid that the teacher will name and criticize him for improper sitting posture.
"Tsk."
Song Yunran quickly adjusted his posture, raised Erlang's legs unskillfully, and leaned back on the sofa, "Say something quickly, don't waste my time here."
The two have known each other for so long, Qin Ke can basically distinguish Song Yunran's tone.
For example, the unhappy tone combined with the impolite words at this time is that Song Yunran wants to show a fierce and impatient look.
But his face was too harmless, and 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? It's your turn to take care of my affairs? I bought Xinghe. I go to work when I want to work, and I don't if I don't. fired."
"But you don't seem to be in a good mood." Qin Ke said.
nonsense.
Song Yunran complained in his heart, if you were me, would you be in a good mood
He glared at the other party: "Yes, I'm in a bad mood. Since you're receiving the money from the company, why don't you tell a cross talk to make the boss happy?"
Qin Ke looked over indifferently, making Song Yun feel inexplicably guilty.
Ah, how bad I am.
He thought with some regret that this is how it feels to humiliate others with money.
Not happy at all, instead I feel like the jumping villain in the novel, every word is full of annoying energy.
But the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't take them back.
I had no choice but to remain silent.
Qin Ke looked at his puffed cheeks and almost wanted to poke his fingers.
But in the end he resisted the urge and asked, "Are you hungry?"
"???"
Song Yunran turned his head in surprise: "Did you understand what I just said?"
I am humiliating you!
Especially excessive bullying!
Qin Ke replied calmly: "Well, I understand. So are you hungry?"
It's good not to mention it, but when he mentioned it, Song Yunran felt really hungry.
When he got up in the afternoon, he was not in the mood to eat, so he went directly to He Ziyou to play games.
Needless to say the result of the game, anyway, it was a daily routine of repeated defeats, and the defeat was even more tragic than usual, 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 thought the snacks in that bar were not good, so he didn't touch them again after taking a bite, and spent the whole time drinking drinks.
Even now, there is an uncomfortable feeling in the stomach that has been empty for a long time.
Let the unknown fire in his heart burn even more vigorously.
Song Yunran asked with a straight face, "Is there anything to eat?"
Qin Ke smiled: "Cook you a bowl of instant noodles?"
"You want to get rid of me just for a bowl of instant noodles?" Song Yunran muttered dissatisfiedly, "Can you be a little more sincere?"
Qin Ke got up and went to the kitchen: "I can't help it. I haven't been at home these days. The plane just landed at 11 o'clock in the evening. There are only instant noodles at home. I feel wronged Xiao Song to make do."
Song Yunran has been absent from work for so long that he has no idea what Qin Ke has been up to recently.
His eyelashes fluttered a few times, and after careful reading, he extracted the key information in that sentence.
It takes half an hour to drive from the airport to Xicheng Upper Courtyard.
Then the reasoning is provable, Qin Ke returned home at about 11:30, which matched the missed call displayed on his mobile phone.
So in the two hours from then to now, Qin Ke has been awake and waiting for him to come back
Not so.
Song Yunran felt that he was thinking too much, but still harboring a little fantasy, he moved slowly to the kitchen.
Qin Ke just started boiling water to cook noodles.
When he saw Song Yunran coming, he didn't send him away, but let Jingui's little Mr. Song stand there out of place, while he took out a pack of instant noodles from the cupboard, and then opened the refrigerator to get eggs.
The light from the cold room hit his face, illuminating the shallow layer of tiredness in his eyes.
It is obvious that there is no state of rest after exhaustion.
Song Yunran tightened the corners of his mouth, and when Qin Ke was preparing fried eggs, he reminded him indifferently: "Be careful, don't burn the kitchen down in the middle of the night."
Qin Ke paused and fried an egg. As for burning the kitchen
He thought for a moment before asking meaningfully: "Have you ever burned?"
"Look down on anyone, of course not!"
Song Yunran ran to the restaurant and sat down on the dining chair, resolutely refusing to admit that he really did this.
It doesn't take long to cook a bowl of noodles.
Not long after, Qin Ke came out with a bowl, and when he saw Song Yunran waiting at the dining table, he couldn't help being silent for a moment.
He put the noodle bowl on the table, and before he had time to tell "be careful it's hot", Song Yunran picked up the chopsticks and slammed into it.
"Hmm! %... (@#￥..."
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, just spit it out."
Song Yunran shook his head vigorously.
Such an inelegant behavior is too out of character for him.
He swallowed the food with difficulty, took a gulp of the cold water that Qin Ke had just brought from the living room, and finally recovered.
Now he learned his lesson, picked up the noodles with chopsticks, and blew them carefully several 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 go before turning to Qin Ke's fried eggs.
I have to say that Qin Ke's cooking skills are very good.
The surrounding egg whites are fried crispy, and the middle part, gently poked with chopsticks, the tender egg liquid will flow out slowly.
Song Yunran commented: "The noodles are not cooked well, but the eggs are not bad."
"Fry another one for you?" Qin Ke asked.
Song Yunran frowned: "Why do you want me to overeat at one o'clock in the morning?"
He ate the last bit of fried eggs and licked his lips, "Can I fry two more?"
Qin Ke's brows and eyes were full of smiles: "I'm afraid not."
Song Yunran raised his head: "You are too stingy."
"Not mean."
Qin Ke looked into his shining eyes, "There is only one egg left in the house."
"... Oh, there is no way."
Song Yunran muttered in disappointment, feeling a little embarrassed when he thought that he had eaten up Qin Ke's house.
Soon, the delicious fried eggs were served on a porcelain plate.
Song Yunran became humble again at this moment, and asked in a low voice: "Then I've finished eating, are you hungry?"
Qin Ke said, "It's okay, I've eaten the plane meal."
The corners of Song Yunran's mouth curled up, filling his stomach contentedly.
After eating, it is rare to take the initiative to take the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, and then squat in front of the dishwasher, studying the buttons on it with question marks.
Qin Ke came over, bent down and pressed the button, took the bowls and chopsticks from him, and put them in the dishwasher together with the used pot.
In the quiet early morning hours, the sound of the dishwasher running was also very clear.
The two stood in the kitchen in silence for a while, and finally Qin Ke spoke first: "Aren't you angry now?"
Song Yunran was about to agree, but then he was taken aback.
What happened!
He obviously came to have a showdown with Qin Ke, so how could it be that he ate the food from Qin Ke's family somehow, and the anger in his heart also disappeared
Before he could figure out how to answer, Qin Ke said again: "I heard from Chen Jing that you haven't been to the company recently, and everyone in Xinghe misses you very much."
"I don't believe it." Song Yunran hummed.
Qin Ke laughed lowly: "Really, I didn't lie to you."
Song Yunran lowered his eyelashes, and the sadness of being healed by two fried eggs swept over again.
He looked at the flashing light on the dishwasher display and said softly, "Don't think I don't know, they don't see me as the president at all, and they're not afraid of me at all. They all think I'm just idle, the buyer The company was just joking around, luckily I escaped the pitfalls of "Equation of Love" by accident."
A strange emotion surged in Qin Ke's heart.
I thought that with Song Yunran's carefree personality, he wouldn't notice those subtleties.
But it turns out that people like him will also feel lost and sad because of it.
"And you too."
Song Yunran squatted down slowly, tucked his knees in front of the dishwasher again, and rested his chin on his knees, "When I said you couldn't get the role, you must have laughed at me in your heart."
Qin Ke lowered his voice a few degrees: "No."
Song Yunran didn't seem to hear it, and continued to talk to himself: "So I think about it, and I won't be the president. Anyway, there is Assistant Tang in the company, so it doesn't matter if I go or not."
"Why is there no difference?" Qin Ke said, "He is different from you."
Song Yunran laughed at himself mockingly: "What's different, does he look more like a president?"
Qin Ke's eyes darkened: "No one stipulates what the CEO must look like. You have your own ideas and style of doing things, and 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, looking at Qin Ke from the bottom up.
"Chen Jing said that the actors you selected are very good, and the script you bought is also very good. After the combination of the two, the company will soon be able to release its own masterpieces and excellent actors. You have only taken over Xinghe for more than two months. It’s worth more than what they’ve been doing for the past five years.”
When Song Yunran heard it, he felt that this sentence seemed to make sense.
Qin Ke was a little thirsty, so he took the glass and poured himself a glass of water again.
He didn't take his eyes off of Song Yunran when he was drinking water.
From Song Yunran's perspective, the lower half of Qin Ke's face was blocked by his hands and glass.
Only those dark eyes looked at him seriously in the middle of the night, as if he wanted to overcome the confidence in his eyes little by little.
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'm such an old man," Song Yunran said awkwardly, "Don't keep praising me for being cute."
Qin Ke laughed and said, "Yes, but I think being cute is an advantage, which means that you are not only good-looking, but also have a likable personality. This is your talent, and no one else can learn it if you want to."
Song Yunran never expected that Qin Ke's boasting would be so straightforward, which made his cheeks burn.
He cleared his throat: "According to what you said, the people in Xinghe actually like me?"
Qin Ke put down the water glass, squatted down imitating his posture, and kept his eyes on the same level as him.
Then he asked clearly and firmly: "Who wouldn't like you?"
Song Yunran was stunned, a clue suddenly flashed in his mind, but before he could catch it, the dishwasher issued a reminder that the program was completed.
Qin Ke got up, and finally said: "It's easy to make people afraid, but it's very difficult to make people like it. You can even do this, and you still say you can't be the president?"
Song Yunran stood up unsteadily, staring at Qin Ke's back and lost in thought.
The weather has warmed up recently, Qin Ke took off his coat after entering the house, revealing the thin shirt inside.
With the posture of him bending over to take the tableware, the well-proportioned muscle lines of his back are covered by the shirt, and the shoulder armor is slightly protruding, as if it can be pierced into people's eyes, easily taking away all eyes.
Song Yunran suddenly remembered the rumors related to him, and suddenly everything seemed to have a reasonable explanation.
Why did Qin Ke reject well-known managers in the industry one after another, why did Qin Ke come to rescue him on a motorcycle in times of crisis, why did Qin Ke stay up late at night and wait for him to come back to comfort him...
Song Yunran clenched his fists: "So, you like me too?"
"Yeah." Qin Ke admitted without noticing.
"..."
I see!
Song Yunran finally understood, so he just said, well why did everyone think he was having an affair with Qin Ke.
Isn't that how it's played on TV? You can't hide the look in your eyes when you like someone!
Song Yunran, Song Yunran, in vain you were an actor in your previous life, but your performance was not as good as that of Assistant Tang, Shen Yiyi, or even He Ziyou. You didn't see the slight expressions on Qin Ke's face!
But thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising that Qin Ke would be tempted by an outstanding person like him.
But what should we do
He only wants to be Qin Ke's father, but Qin Ke wants to be his...boyfriend
Song Yunran was extremely confused, he had never been in a relationship, but at least he had filmed a love scene, and he knew that being a boyfriend meant holding hands, kissing and going to bed.
Go to bed.
When these two words appeared in his mind, Song Yunran's brain buzzed loudly, his eyes fell on Qin Ke's thin waist uncontrollably, and the fire on his face became more intense.
No no no no.
He shook his head like a rattle, and after finally getting rid of those messy pictures, he saw Qin Ke turn around and look at him a few times.
Qin Ke suddenly raised his eyebrows, took two steps forward, and lowered his head: "Your face is so red, are you allergic to eggs?"
The close voice and warm breath fell on his ears, making Song Yunran suddenly at a loss.
"Don't come here!" He pushed Qin Ke away, and without waiting for the other party's reaction, he ran out of the kitchen without looking back, and ran all the way towards the door.
Qin Ke followed closely behind: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, just stand there and don't move around!"
Song Yunran casually yelled a famous quote from his father, but his thoughts were so confused that he didn't even bother to 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 slammed shut by him.
Qin Ke: "..."
Qin Ke: "???"
Song Yunran climbed up the safety stairs in one breath, his palms sweating from nervousness, and he almost couldn't open his fingerprint lock.
After closing the door, he threw away his sneakers, his heart beating wildly.
Anyway, calm down first.
He recited this sentence dozens of times before he tremblingly took out his mobile phone, opened a question-and-answer website, and began typing in the search box with a heavy heart.
[What should a child do if he wants to fall in love with his father?]
Search results: [Is the wretched man disgusting? I think you are stuffed with tofu dregs, and you actually have a face to ask on the Internet? What should I do if I don't have a clue? Or did you come here to beg for food due to lack of bricks on your grave?]
Song Yunran: "..."
Oh forgot, he and Qin Ke are not real 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.]
"..."
Another one.
[What if the employee wants to date me?]
Search results: [Capitalist get out! I want to squeeze both their labor force and their body. I advise you to stab your chest and see if your heart is dark.]
Song Yunran was very tired, and felt that he had been scolded for no reason.
Fortunately, he finally found a useful reply.
A very simple sentence: [If you don't like it, stay away from him.]
It makes sense, Song Yunran thumped his palm.
Why didn't he think of it, 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 into another pair of shoes, opened the door and crept downstairs.
He hid outside the wooden door of the safety staircase and carefully investigated for a long time. After confirming that Qin Ke would not open the door suddenly, he bent down like a thief, put the slippers outside Qin Ke's house, and then went home quickly without disturbing anyone.
At the same time, Qin Ke's cell phone rang.
The video electronic doorbell in 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 turned on the screen, saw the photo was silent for a while, and then turned on the monitoring screen that was transmitted to the cloud platform.
In the picture, Song Yunran, like a squirrel ending hibernation, poked his head out quietly and looked around for a while, then stood on tiptoe and hunched his back, and walked to the door of his house in a very weird posture.
He dropped a pair of slippers and fled.
"..."
Qin Ke pulled the progress bar to the front and re-watched the tens of seconds of video two or three times. After a while, his thin lips lifted slightly, and his fingertips touched 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 doorman, everyone who sees him will warmly greet him: "Mr. Song, long time no see! You are finally here!"
"Miss me?" Song Yunran beamed with joy.
Someone immediately said: "Of course I want to. If you don't come recently, all the flowers outside the company will wither."
"Don't lie to me." Song Yunran was so teased that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, "I saw it when I got off the car, the flowers outside are clearly in full bloom."
He walked forward a few meters, and several girls came around: "Mr. Song, these are the snacks we just bought yesterday, would you like to try some?"
In the past, Song Yunran would never make childish behaviors like eating snacks in order to maintain his domineering demeanor.
But yesterday Qin Ke said that the employees of Xinghe liked him very much, so he followed his instinct and took a piece of malt biscuit from the other party.
He tore open the package, took a sip, and blinked: "It's delicious."
As he spoke, he leaned his furry head over, "What brand is this? I'll ask Assistant Tang to buy more and put them in the company."
Several girls looked at each other and stuffed the remaining snacks into his hands: "Take all you like!"
Song Yunran: "Ah, this is not good."
"It's okay, it's okay, we just like to vote... reciprocate!"
The leading girl said with a smile, "With a boss like you, we work hard, so don't be polite."
"Thank you then."
Song Yunran picked up a lot of snacks in a daze, and walked upstairs.
If he moved more slowly, he would definitely be able to hear the excited voices of the girls:
"Ah, he ate it, he really ate it!!!"
"How can a child like Mr. Song be born? Mr. Bai, Mr. Song, please publish a book. Don't force me to kneel down and beg you."
"Don't worry about being happy, Xiao Song has always lost weight, has he not eaten properly?"
"That's right, ouch, my heart hurts to death."
When Song Yunran arrived at the company, Assistant Tang was presiding over the project development meeting and was unable to witness the grand occasion.
But when the meeting was over, when he walked into the president's office, he was shocked by the table full of snacks.
"Mr. Song, is this...?"
Song Yunran poked his head out from the pile of snacks: "The employee gave it, do you eat it?"
Assistant Tang shook his head: "No need."
He pondered for a long time, but still couldn't help asking, "Why did they give you snacks?"
Song Yunran said as a matter of course: "Why else, of course he likes me."
He paused for a moment, and then he spoke very proudly, "Someone said that a really good CEO is one who can be liked by employees, and these snacks represent their recognition of me."
Are you sure sending snacks can represent approval
Assistant Tang narrowed his eyes, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this was clearly...
Feed small animals
But for the sake of caution, Assistant Tang considered, "Did Qin Ke say this?"
Song Yunran's face darkened suddenly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."
Thinking of Qin Ke, he felt a headache.
Now Qin Ke is already an artist of Xinghe, and if nothing else happens, he will still be the most promising artist of Xinghe in the future.
How can we cut off Qin Ke's unreasonable ideas and achieve his great goal under the premise of maintaining the friendly and cooperative relationship between the two parties
Assistant Tang didn't know that the boss was in deep distress, so he could only report the company's operations since Song Yunran's absence from work according to the procedure.
Song Yunran cheered up and listened carefully.
Zhong Xiaofeng's two scripts have already started to prepare for shooting at the same time. The production department contacted several directors. After reading the script outline, they all showed a strong willingness to cooperate. The company is continuing to negotiate on the details, hoping to select the most suitable one. director.
"Zhong Xiaofeng must be under a lot of pressure to change two scripts in a row." Song Yunran propped his chin and said, "You ask the production department to find a few reliable screenwriters from outside to assist him."
Assistant Tang: "The scriptwriting team has been formed."
Song Yunran smiled appreciatively: "Continue."
Assistant Tang reported again: "In terms of actors, the leading actors of the two TV dramas are currently selected from within the company. We discussed the preliminary list in a meeting, and it will be sent to your email after the initial list is finalized."
Song Yunran has been lazy in recent days and has never opened a mailbox at all.
"I'll see later," he whispered.
Assistant Tang smiled understandingly: "Well, there's no rush. In addition, "Congratulations and Weddings" has entered the later stage, do you think it's necessary to take over their release and promotion as well?"
Song Yunran asked: "What do you think?"
Assistant Tang: "It shouldn't be a big problem. After the news of Qin Ke's role in "Jianghu Road" spread, the attention of "Congratulations and Weddings" 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, keep an eye on it."
Assistant Tang agreed, then hissed hesitantly, and asked, "President Xiao Song is in a good mood today?"
"Have it?"
"You've been laughing today." Assistant Tang hesitated, "Do you mind being seen?"
Song Yunran shrugged: "It doesn't matter, just see it when you see it."
Since joining Xinghe, he has tensed his expression every day in the company, and he has to rub his face for a long time every night when he returns home to prevent facial muscle necrosis.
It's really hard to pretend to be cold. After chatting with Qin Ke last night, he made up his mind to let himself go.
Assistant Tang nodded slightly: "Alright."
In fact, he usually sees Song Yunran's hard-working expressionless face, and he is also exhausted for him.
Assistant Tang finished his work report and finally asked, "If there's nothing else, I'll go out first?"
Song Yunran thought for a while: "You just said that the news of Qin Ke's performance in "Jianghu Road" has spread?"
Assistant Tang said: "Yes, Chen Jing also helped him with two promotional activities, and there are other cooperations that are being discussed."
"Well, okay, got it."
Song Yunran sent Assistant Tang away, and sat alone at his desk to think.
Tan Ming is a well-known director in China, and getting his leading actor is equivalent to getting a ticket to the mainstream entertainment industry.
In the previous life, before Qin Ke retired from the team due to injury, there was an endless stream of brands queuing up to cooperate with him, not to mention that this time he is about to star in the male lead. Now, the resources of this small fight are just appetizers at best .
With the current personnel structure of Xinghe, I am afraid that it will not be able to cope with the workload brought by Qin Ke in the near future, let alone the smooth operation of the promotional packaging of all artists.
He opened the mailbox, read the list of TV drama actors sent by Assistant Tang, and after confirming that it fit his ideas, he asked the other party to recruit more employees for other positions.
After finishing his business, Song Yunran opened the Weibo that had been neglected for many days, and was shocked to find that the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes during his ridiculous time.
The company that Fang Zhou signed with newly released a Weibo message welcoming him to the new family; Chu Xiaochen finally couldn't bear the pressure to apologize and announced his retirement under the public condemnation; There is a fan club.
Song Yunran browsed for a few minutes, and found that the support club was quite formal, with a clear division of labor among the various functional departments.
He hesitated for a few seconds by accident, and secretly clicked into the "Qin Ke Resource Station" while there was no one around.
The first Weibo on the resource station is the video of Qin Ke participating in a brand shop visit in another city yesterday.
It should be taken by a fan. Through the reflection of the store glass, a small group of people can be seen holding Qin Ke's hand. Whenever he walks near the glass, the crowd will burst into screams.
This is not a big deal, after all, no matter how ignorant an artist is, there are always dozens of live fans on the whole network.
Song Yunran slid to the next one, this time it was a live media interview.
As soon as he opened it, he was startled.
The interview media with the mobile phone is estimated to be relatively petite. Standing in front of the tall Qin Ke, the camera actually showed a death angle from the bottom up at the beginning.
Fortunately, Qin Ke has a good physique, so he can rely on his appearance to support this weird picture.
But soon the media adjusted the shooting angle and entered the normal interview process.
The preceding are commonplace questions.
Qin Ke didn't behave like a newcomer who debuted recently, he answered every question with ease, and matched with the brand's light-colored suit, he was as elegant and decent as a handsome gentleman.
Song Yunran couldn't help but recall that when he first debuted in his previous life, he was not used to facing the media's cameras at first.
Every time a flash went off, he couldn't help closing his eyes.
Eighty percent of the ugly photos in his previous life were contributed by that period.
Maybe Qin Ke was born to be an artist.
With complicated emotions, he peeled off a piece of chocolate and fed it into his mouth, ready to turn off the video.
At this moment, the live broadcast media suddenly asked: "In addition, netizens are very concerned about Song Yunran, the president of Galaxy Entertainment, and want to see when he will come out to reveal the news again. Do you know if he has any arrangements for this recently?"
Song Yunran complained silently, what the hell.
Is he really thinking that he started the company to eliminate unhealthy trends in the entertainment industry
In the video, Qin Ke replied slowly: "Mr. Song has his own ideas, and it's inconvenient for me to speak for him."
The media asked again: "So with such a straightforward and impulsive president, would you feel distressed as an artist of Xinghe?"
Qin Ke seemed to smile lightly, then raised his thin and white eyelids, and fixed his eyes on the center of the lens.
The effect of staring at each other made Song Yunran's breath stagnate outside the screen.
"What's there to worry about?"
Qin Ke's deep voice hides a hint of a smile, and it is more sincere than teasing, "I am willing to join Xinghe because I appreciate Mr. Song's character."
The media had a deep meaning: "You joined Xinghe because of him?"
Qin Ke replied: "You can say that."
"!!!"
Song Yunran was stunned for a moment, and accidentally bit the chocolate in his mouth.
The sweet and greasy taste spread in his mouth, he swallowed slowly a few times, his heart was barren.
What does it mean to join Galaxy because of me? !
Song Yunran thought helplessly, as expected, his charm was too great for Qin Ke to resist.
It's really distressing.
The author has something to say: Happy Children's Day, children!