As Qin Ke expected, President Xiao Song's plan did not go smoothly.
"It's messing around again!"
After listening to his appeal, his father Song Jidong was the first to object, "What have you been thinking all day long?!"
Mr. Song was startled by Mr. Song's reaction, and almost missed the vegetables on the plate.
Today is the weekend, taking advantage of the fact that his parents are free at home, he made a special trip back to the villa for dinner, just to let his parents choose Ningdong's product to endorse Qin Ke, but he encountered such strong opposition.
Song Yunran immediately retorted: "Why am I messing around? Anyway, you all have to hire spokespersons, so why don't you just give them to my company's artists? I checked in advance, and this month you have two product spokespersons whose contracts expired, and both of them We haven’t selected a new spokesperson yet, so it’s very appropriate to sign a contract with us now.”
Song Jidong didn't expect his son to come prepared to gather his own wool.
He is the president of Ningdong Group, and the matter of finding a spokesperson is all handed over to his subordinates. How can he know which product line has signed which artist and which cooperation, but he still asked without changing his face: "Then it depends on you." Look, what are the advantages of your company's artists, how can they compare with the previous spokespersons?"
Song Yunran's tone was serious: "He will be very popular in the future. Really, Dad, trust me, sign him early and earn early."
Song Jidong didn't believe it: "You said the same thing when you asked Ningdong to provide Xinghe's TV drama filming for free. Do you think it will work if you use the same reason twice? It seems that Dad has indulged you too much recently."
He said this very solemnly, just to let his son experience the majesty of his father, so that he can retreat in spite of difficulties.
Unexpectedly, Song Yun suddenly raised his head: "Dad, can you repeat what you just said?"
Song Jidong: "?"
He repeated inexplicably: "You let Ning Dong..."
"No, the last sentence is fine." Song Yunran interrupted him.
Song Jidong cleared his throat: "It seems that Dad has indulged you too much recently."
Wow, what a handsome look.
Song Yunran applauded frantically in his heart, he deserves to be a real father.
This sentence, he learned.
Song Jidong found his son's excited face and couldn't help frowning: "Do you understand?"
"understood."
Song Yunran sighed heavily, then shook his head, as if extremely disappointed in his father.
Song Jidong: "Are you still not convinced?"
Song Yunran lowered his eyelashes: "No, I'm just a little sad."
He squeezed the expression on his face, acting as disappointed as his faith collapsed, "I thought you could discern my artist as a potential stock like director Tan Ming, but I didn't expect... oh, forget it."
Song Jidong choked up.
He doesn't know much about the current entertainment industry, but Director Tan is a director he admires very much.
Because he and his wife Bai Wanning liked to watch movies together when they were studying. Once they finished watching a movie by Director Tan, and on the way back to the dormitory, they talked about the romantic love of the protagonist in the movie. They saw each other right after chatting. , Realized the perfect sublimation from classmate to lover.
For Song Jidong, the name Tan Ming is very meaningful.
He didn't know that Qin Ke was an actor in Tan Ming's next play, but now that he knew, he began to waver.
Maybe the newcomer who can be spotted by his love mentor is really a talent
Song Jidong couldn't make up his mind, so he had to turn his eyes to his wife.
Bai Wanning didn't say a word just now, watching the father and son pecking at each other for a long time, and then said slowly: "Yun Ran, you are also the president of a company now, you can't be so childish."
Song Yun then had a chill on his back, thinking it was over.
Since he was a child, his family's position in the food chain has been very obvious. He and Song Jidong have debated who is at the bottom, but the one sitting at the top is undoubtedly Bai Wanning, the chairman of Ningdong Group.
So as soon as Director Bai opened his mouth, President Xiao Song was discouraged.
He curled his lips and asked in a low voice, "Really?"
Bai Wanning put down her chopsticks and said, "Who says no? Since you want it, you can borrow Ningdong's resources at will as long as it is within a reasonable range."
Song Yunran met his mother's gaze in disbelief, suspecting that he had heard wrong.
"But you have to promise mom that Galaxy's net profit will reach more than 500 million within two years."
Bai Wanning spoke calmly, as if 500 million was just a drizzle, "Otherwise Galaxy Entertainment will be ours, is that okay?"
Song Yunran was slightly startled: "Then what should I do?"
Bai Wanning smiled: "You, tidy up and see which family's daughter wants it, and get married."
With a bang, Song Yunran slid from the dining chair to the floor.
"Unfortunately, I don't think any girl from any family wants to marry you."
That night, another bar.
He Ziyou shook his wine glass and said melancholy: "Unexpectedly, Aunt Bai will also make a mistake one day."
Song Yunran bit off the potato chips in his mouth with a "click", and asked angrily, "Why do you say that?"
Although he didn't want to go on the road of being married, but his good friend's words were too hurtful.
He Ziyou looked at him bitterly: "I'm telling the truth, okay? You see, no girl likes you, otherwise why would you be single until now?"
Song Yunran became even angrier: "There were girls who handed me love letters before!"
It's just that at that time he was only thinking of being a star, and he consciously cut off all his luck as an idol, resolutely not leaving any possible black history for his future acting career.
He Ziyou disdained: "Oh, so do you think there are still more?"
Song Yunran was taken aback for a moment, and then found a reason: "Now that I'm the president, I'm so busy with work every day, how can I have time to fall in love."
He Ziyou said coldly: "Have you watched the TV series? Don't be too popular with the CEO? The domineering CEO is in love with me. This is a popular theme that has never faded. You are the boss of an entertainment company. How can you even make sense of this? I don't understand."
How could Song Yunran not understand.
The script that Zhong Xiaofeng just handed in was about this theme.
But after hearing what He Ziyou said, he felt that it made some sense, so he had no choice but to ask, "Why?"
He Ziyou looked at him: "Using my sister's words, even if a girl likes you, it's not the way she likes her boyfriend."
Song Yunran froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
He remembered that when he was an artist in his previous life, he once saw Qin Ke accept a men's facial cleanser endorsement, so he asked his agent to contact the competing product of that brand, hoping to win the endorsement and compete with Qin Ke.
Unexpectedly, the agent said: "You are not suitable for this."
Song Yunran was not convinced: "Qin Ke can pick it up, can't I?"
"Listen to my analysis. Finding male artists to shoot advertisements for daily necessities like facial cleanser is nothing more than a hint to consumers. I hope men will think that they will be as handsome as Qin Ke after using it. I also hope that Women look at it and think that their boyfriend will be as handsome as Qin Ke if he uses it."
"Aren't I handsome?!"
"Handsome is handsome, but if you take a picture, it may only remind people of washing their younger brother or son's face."
The agent persuaded earnestly, "You haven't read the fan data analysis results submitted by Fanyun, have you? Among your fans, 30% are sister fans, 67% are mother fans, and the remaining girlfriend fans... oh, no Mention it."
Song Yunran didn't believe it at the time, but now that he heard He Ziyou's sister who was still in high school say that, he couldn't help falling into deep self-doubt.
Seeing that he didn't speak, He Ziyou continued: "And what are you doing with Qin Ke, it's immoral to marry a girl again, don't become a scum like Chu Xiaochen, okay, I will spurn you. "
Song Yun didn't say anything angrily: "I didn't do anything to Qin Ke!"
He finally found a chance to clarify, told the whole story from the beginning to the end, and then concluded, "Now you know, I just want to be his father, but it's Qin Ke who likes me, which makes you misunderstand .”
After He Ziyou finished listening, he didn't say anything for a while.
He drank a glass of wine in silence, looked over while hesitating to speak, thought for a while and said: "There is a saying, I don't know whether to say it or not."
"Is there anything else we can't talk about." Song Yunran said it didn't matter.
He Ziyou said: "If I were you, I'm afraid there will only be two guesses."
He paused for a while, and found that Song Yunran was still in a daze, so he said directly, "Either he is very good at taking care of others, or he deliberately pleases the boss."
Song Yunran: "...?"
Really, I don't believe it.
He Ziyou asked: "Why are you so sure that if someone of the same sex treats you well, it means he likes you?"
Song Yunran was confident: "That's what my intuition told me."
"I don't think so."
He Ziyou patted him on the shoulder with sincere eyes, "Maybe your intuition is actually saying that you are gay, bro."
There was another bang.
Song Yunran slipped to the ground again.
Song Yunran fell twice in a day, and his whole body was not well.
However, compared with the physical pain, the psychological blow made him suffer even more.
He limped back home, lying on the sofa for a long time unable to calm down.
Do I like men? He asked himself, and found that he had no clue at all. He only knew that he had never liked anyone in the sense of being in love since he was a child.
And compared to the problem of sexual orientation, there was another problem in front of him.
Do you want to agree to Bai Wanning's request
Song Yunran was extremely anxious, recalling the look in his mother's eyes at that time, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that her subtext was saying "this little pig is so big, it should make some contribution to the family".
No, Song Yunran thought, he absolutely does not want to get married.
Although there are quite a few young people around who obey their parents' arrangement to marry, Song Yunran thinks that is not fun at all.
Moreover, his parents came together in free love, so they couldn't go backwards with him.
It's better to lose face this time, tell Qin Ke that he can't solve this matter, go home and cry and beg your biological father on his knees for mercy.
Song Yunran reached out and touched the phone from the coffee table: [Are you there?]
After the news was sent out, he secretly spurned it again.
Usually he hates other people sending messages only to ask if they are there, but now, he would be so hesitant.
"Ding" sounded.
Qin Ke replied: [?]
A simple question mark, in the eyes of Song Yunran at this time, has extended many meanings.
He stared at the screen uneasily, as if it was Qin Ke's disappointed questioning and suspicion.
Song Yunran blushed, thinking that his mother was right, he was really too naive.
To boast casually to others, but to return in vain in the end, is not a mature president at all.
Song Yunran tightened his mouth, typed and deleted the text in the input box, deleted and typed again.
After tossing and tossing like this for a long time, I couldn't think of a suitable wording.
He inexplicably recalled the social news about the poor father who lost his job and didn't dare to tell the children at home, so he could only wander around outside the house sadly, feeling more and more that father's love is really a heavy responsibility.
The sudden ringing of the doorbell interrupted his reflection.
Song Yunran was startled, raised his neck and looked towards the door nervously.
He seemed to guess who was knocking at the door.
In the next second, Qin Ke's voice sounded: "President Xiao Song, are you at home?"
Through the heavy door, his words sounded a little dull, inexplicably carrying a bit of seriousness of asking for a crime.
Song Yunran held his breath, not daring to respond.
But then the phone rang.
do not!
Song Yunran yelled in his heart, he turned the volume of his mobile phone to the maximum in the bar today, and the people outside must have heard the sound!
Then he lowered his head and found that the call was from Qin Ke.
Song Yunran didn't hang up, nor did he answer the phone. In the end, he simply threw the phone on the sofa, got up with difficulty, and moved slowly behind the door, wanting to see what Qin Ke was going to do.
His house has the same video doorbell as Qin Ke's. Standing by the door, Song Yunran saw Qin Ke's brow furrowed.
After a while, probably because no one answered the phone, Qin Ke had no choice but to hang up.
The ringtone finally quieted down, and Song Yunran also heaved a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Qin Ke quickly walked aside and made another call.
This time, Song Yunran's cell phone didn't ring.
But he watched Qin Ke's lips open and close, but he couldn't hear what the other party was saying, so he put his ear to the door and listened hard.
Qin Ke: "Well, please send security up as soon as possible, I suspect something happened to him."
Song Yunran was taken aback for a moment, thinking badly, Qin Ke actually called the property management center.
He didn't want to make things worse, so he didn't have time to think, so he opened the door directly: "I'm fine!"
But he was still a few seconds late, and Qin Ke had already hung up the communication.
Song Yunran endured the discomfort in his body, and staggered over: "Tell the property owner quickly, don't let them go for nothing."
Qin Ke didn't speak, but looked over thoughtfully, looked him up and down a few times, and then asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's just two falls."
Song Yunran thought of the two reasons for the fall, no matter which one made him feel embarrassed, he lowered his head uncomfortably, and whispered, "Promise me, don't ask anything."
A trace of suspicion flashed across Qin Ke's eyes.
He lowered his eyes solemnly, and saw that Song Yunran's fair skin was flushed abnormally, as if he was suffering from an extremely serious and serious illness.
Who is Song Yunran, a young master Jingui who has to go to the hospital for observation for a day when he hits the door, and asks someone to take care of him.
I fell down twice today and walked with a limp, but I asked him abnormally not to ask anything
If things go wrong, something must be wrong.
Qin Ke asked, "Where did you fall?"
Song Yunran shook his head frantically: "I told you not to ask!"
The more he said this, the more Qin Ke felt that the problem was serious.
He stuffed the phone back into his pocket and stepped forward a few steps: "Let me see."
Song Yunran was nervous and speechless, and said angrily and angrily: "I said no, why are you like this! Do you just want to take off my pants!"
As soon as the voice fell, the elevator door opened.
Qin Ke: "..."
Song Yunran: "..."
The heavily armed security guards: "..."
Excuse me, we came at a bad time, right
The author has something to say: Security: We are under too much pressure that this job shouldn't deserve
In addition, let me say first, my mother doesn't really want Mr. Song to get married, but she just doesn't want to see her son continue to be stupid, so use the aggressive method~