For a moment, the atmosphere was very awkward.
To Song Yunran's dismay, this embarrassment was also mixed with a trace of weirdness from the security team.
He saw a few security guards try their best to control their eyes from glancing at him, as if they could understand the truth of the sex incident in the Upper Court of West City just by accidentally seeing it.
Fortunately, before Xiao Song's volcano erupted, Qin Kechi explained: "I'm sorry, my mistake. I trouble you to make this trip in vain. This is a misunderstanding."
Ah, what kind of misunderstanding is it that makes your conversation progress to the explosive part of taking off your pants
The security captain at the head was extremely puzzled, but unfortunately his curiosity was constrained by professional ethics, so he could only put down the anti-riot steel fork in his hand, and asked, "Are you... Qin who lives downstairs, are you the one who made the call?"
Qin Ke nodded.
The high monthly property fees collected by the Upper Court of West City have given the security captain a pair of eyes that never forget.
He remembered this Qin ㄉ, who just moved into the apartment this spring, sometimes when he met downstairs, he would politely nod his head, unlike some owners who couldn't see them at all.
But even so, he didn't dare to call it a day. After all, the other client was Song ㄉ who lived on the top floor and had a garage full of luxury cars.
The security captain asked again: "Song ㄉ, are you sure you don't need our help?"
Song Yunran wished he could get into the dumpling, gritted his teeth and said, "No, no, you guys go back quickly."
"Okay. Then Qinㄉ, you will receive a text message on your mobile phone later, please rate our service this time."
The security captain greeted his subordinates to return to the elevator, and said with a professional smile on his face, "Good night to both of you, sweet dreams."
Song Yunran's scalp was numb, and it was the first time that he felt that the service language of the property center was full of sarcasm.
He looked up at the ceiling, and began to think about going downstairs to buy a can of beer now, and whether he could be reborn immediately after drinking it.
Qin Ke glanced at him: "Let's go, I'll see you off."
Song Yunran was stunned: "Where are you taking me?"
Going downstairs to buy wine
"Send you to the hospital." Qin Ke said helplessly
Perhaps because of the disgraceful mentality of going to the hospital, Song Yunran thought for a moment when he took the car keys, and only chose a relatively low-key white car.
When he arrived at the garage, he refused Qin Ke's help, and slowly moved himself into the passenger seat. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help grinning and stretching the spring.
Qin Ke closed the car door and asked, "Where did you fall?"
"...Butt." Song Yun's voice was like a mosquito, like a social fear who dare not speak loudly.
He was afraid that Qin Ke would laugh at him, so he waited for a few seconds without hearing any movement, then carefully raised his eyes, and found that the other party's gaze was sweeping towards him.
Alarm bells rang in Song Yunran's heart.
"Where are you looking!" He was ashamed and annoyed, "Are you polite?!"
Qin Ke: "...Your seat belt is not fastened."
He sighed, leaned over, hooked his fingers to the seat belt on Song Yunran's side, and pulled it to the other side to help Xiao Song, who was like a frightened bird, fasten it.
When the two of them got close, Song Yunran subconsciously pressed his body against the back of the chair, stiffened and didn't dare to move at all, only remaining consciousness, which made him feel that Qin Ke's back of his waist was inadvertently touched few times,
But in just a short moment, the seat belt was fastened, and Qin Ke's figure also moved away.
Song Yunran was finally able to breathe smoothly, but for some reason, he always felt a little bit of fresh shower gel lingering in his nose.
That was Qin Ke's smell.
He pursed his lips and opened the car window a little, letting the cool summer breeze blow in.
This way, the vehicle runs extremely smoothly.
There were not many patients in the hospital tonight, and Song Yunran quickly completed the examination.
The doctor looked at it for a while and said, "No caudal vertebra was injured, local soft tissue contusion, pay attention to reduce exercise, just rest at home for a few days."
After speaking, he prescribed some medicines for promoting blood circulation and reducing swelling, and asked him to go out to pay for the medicines.
Song Yunran leaned on the wall slowly, Zhang Boxuan felt that he was really miserable.
He has suffered too many physical blows this year, so he has to find a temple to worship in another day.
When he moved to the accompanying area outside, Qin Ke was already waiting there.
Seeing him come out, he asked, "Is it serious?"
"good."
Song Yunran didn't really want to talk about the specific injuries, but right now he really couldn't be alive and kicking, so after thinking about it, he could only ask, "Can you help me get the medicine?"
Qin Ke didn't say anything, took the bill in his hand and went to help.
Looking at the tall man's back, Song Yunran was filled with emotion.
The one he fell at home was actually not a serious one. The main reason for his falling into the hospital was the serious injury he fell from the bar stool.
Probably because he fell too badly at that time, He Ziyou helped him up while laughing, and after helping him, he didn't know which nerve was poked, and he couldn't stop laughing lying there.
He was so heartless that he didn't even know to accompany him to the hospital.
Song Yunran thought about it, no, with He Ziyou's IQ of at most three years old, he might not even be able to write the word hospital.
Compared with the two, Qin Ke is at least a human being.
Back home again, Song Yunran had already figured out what to do.
He asked Qin Ke, who helped him into the room, to change into pajamas and lie down on the bed, and then called someone in again.
"I'll help you talk about the endorsement."
The moment Song Yunran said these words, he felt that his wealth and life were hanging on Qin Ke, "Oh, you don't even know what price I paid for your endorsement."
Qin Ke asked: "What happened?"
Song Yunran was waiting for this sentence.
He turned his head and told Bai Wanning's request again. At the end, he couldn't help but feel wronged and said, "He clearly said that Xinghe was a gift for me, but he gave me such a big problem. Do you think she doubted it?" My ability?"
Qin Ke walked silently.
Song Yunran was dishonest lying on the bed, his head was always rubbing back and forth on the pillow, and in just a few minutes, he rubbed his hair out of a fluffy bird's nest, he looked like the kind of person who slept dishonestly since he was a child .
But the only small warm yellow lamp left in the room shone on him, making him look inexplicably docile.
"It shouldn't be." Qin Ke said.
Song Yunran was very disappointed, thinking that Qin Ke could not resonate with him: "You don't understand. Don't look at me like this, in fact, I will still be under pressure, because my mother is too powerful. If it weren't for her, Ning Dong wouldn't be able to develop at all. to its present size."
He couldn't stop talking once he opened it, "Don't laugh when you say it, I suspected that my mother was not human at all when I was young."
Qin Ke rubbed his brows, he couldn't answer those words.
Song Yunran had a serious face: "I think she is a superman. Not only can she spin herself, but she can also spur my dad to work hard together. You know, when they were the most exaggerated, they didn't have time to go home for two consecutive years. Didn't they come home every day?" The company is busy, so I go on a business trip to the outside world to see the so-called tourism industry, the bank, the wilderness, and the fundraiser, which led me to learn to cut short stories at a young age."
Qin Ke didn't see where Mr. Song's short story was specifically reflected.
I just subconsciously thought that if it was someone else who stayed up late at night and dragged him to reminisce about his childhood, he would probably find an excuse, excuse me
But right now he sat on the single sofa opposite the bed and asked, "Aren't you lonely then?"
Song Yunran nodded: "Of course, sometimes I miss them so much that I would hide in the quilt and cry."
Thinking of this, the bitterness from his childhood returned to his heart. He frowned and said, "It's really sad. Although they hired three nannies, two chefs, and a driver to take care of me, I still feel so lonely."
Qin Ke: "..."
He calmly changed the subject: "But Chairman Bai promised that you can use Ningdong's resources at will, which shows that she still has a good opinion of you."
Song Yunran was puzzled: "Is the kind that threatens to send me into marriage good?"
Thinking of the possible ending of the marriage, and thinking of He Ziyou saying that he might be gay today, his heart became more and more anxious.
"It's reasonable, I have paid too much for you, please hurry up and express your gratitude."
After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes and hinted frantically.
Qin Ke pretended not to understand his hint, and after pondering for a few seconds, he said slowly: "I have an idea, maybe it will save you from going out to get married."
Song Yunran was stunned for a moment, a brainstorm had already been completed in a flash.
What do these mean, what can Qin Ke do to help him
Now Qin Ke has nothing but himself.
wait.
... Doesn't Qin Ke just have himself!
Could it be that he wants to make a promise with his body to completely cut off the possibility of marriage? !
Song Yunran was extremely surprised: "No! I won't allow it!"
Regardless of the pain in his body, he leaned forward with difficulty and said seriously, "What have you been thinking about all day long?"
Qin Ke took a deep breath, and really wanted to ask: What are you thinking about in that beautiful head of yours all day long
However, Song Yunran was injured, and his pitiful appearance made people unable to bear to provoke him any more.
So he said directly: "Mr. Song, I'm thinking about how to help you meet Chairman Bai's request."
Song Yunran had considered this issue on the way back.
If entertainment companies want to make money, the most commonly used methods are investing in projects and cultivating artists to get a commission.
Galaxy's advantage lies in Song Yunran himself. He can predict which projects can be invested in and which artists should be promoted. In the long run, it will definitely not be a problem to make money. The only trouble is that the time required by Bai Wanning is too short.
Song Yunran didn't hold out any hope, was he in a state of disintegration? But I warn you, don't say that you will shoot more than a dozen TV series in one go, and try to win by quantity. Assistant Tang will resign after hearing this. "
Qin Ke asked: "Since you have obtained the right to use Ningdong's resources, have you considered developing IP to form an industrial chain?"
Song Yunran ㄊ read the book carefully and then slowly reacted.
His previous thinking was restricted by his former artist status, and he only focused on the field he was familiar with after thinking about it, but Qin Ke's simple sentence seemed to have pushed away the fog in front of him with his hands, making his vision suddenly clear cheerful.
Qin Ke saw that he suddenly realized, so he clicked on it.
He only said one last thing before leaving: "Don't worry too much, Director Bai may just want to test your strength."
Song Yunran was inspired by these words with unprecedented enthusiasm for work.
When I woke up the next day, dragging my wounded body, I put down my thoughts before going to bed last night into a document, and then sent it to Assistant Tang so that he could discuss it with me after reading it.
After Assistant Tang received the email, he was quite shocked.
He browsed through it several times and confirmed that the sender was indeed Song Yunran, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.
When Mr. Song sent him over from the group headquarters, Assistant Tang was actually resentful. He thought it was the higher-ups who questioned his ability to work and found an excuse to send him to the frontier.
After all, no matter how you look at Mr. Song's son, he is an unreliable young master.
I have been shouting for so long that I want to be a star, but when things come to an end, I regret that I want to start a company, and it is an entertainment company that has nothing to do with the main business of the group.
Anyone who reads it will feel that this young master must have had a whim, and he can ruin the company in a few days.
But who would have expected that half a year would come in a blink of an eye, not only did Xinghe not close its doors, but instead it was on the rise.
Assistant Tang didn't dare to delay. After reading the document in one go, seeing that it was past the off-duty time, he decided to stay and work overtime.
He hastily ate dinner, and after sorting out his thoughts, he played a video call to Song Yunran.
Song Yunran lay on his stomach for a long time, and now he just got up and sat on the soft sofa.
He clicked on the video and was very excited. Isn't my idea great? "
Assistant Tang was about to answer when he suddenly realized that Mr. Song's sitting posture was a little awkward.
"You didn't come to the company today, is it because you don't feel well?" He remained cautious, "Have you been checked by the hospital?"
Song Yunran said: "Qin Ke accompanied me to go there last night, so don't be verbose, hurry up and get down to business."
This sentence is too informative.
The combination of the two items with Qin Ke last night was enough to attract people's imagination, not to mention the strange energy revealed by Song Yunran's sitting posture, which was so frightening that Assistant Tang's brain almost crashed on the spot.
Under tremendous pressure, he devoted himself to his work, cleared his throat and said, "I have compared the company's three current film and television projects, and I think the one with the most potential for IP development is Zhong Xiaofeng's second script "The Legend of South China" .”
Song Yunran: "It's the same as I thought."
It is different from the urban workplace scene in "After Met You".
Zhong Xiaofeng's second script is a complete heroine costume drama.
The story tells the story of how the heroine Nan Hua, who was born in a merchant family, supported her family business and became a generation of wealthy female businessmen after her father and brother were killed. Shaped her career line into an out-and-out counterattack drama.
In the last life, "The Legend of South China" was registered on the video platform in the form of a hot drama.
After the web drama was broadcast, many old scholars lashed out at it, listing out the unreasonable details one by one like arguing, criticizing Zhong Xiaofeng as a cancer that misleads the audience.
But the more they scolded, the more excited the audience was.
After all, in real life, everyone has already accumulated enough pressure. Who doesn’t want to lie on the sofa after get off work and watch some light-hearted and fast-paced dramas for fun
And more importantly, although the heroine is dedicated to her career, there are countless high-quality men around her. Today there will be a domineering prince, tomorrow there will be a loyal dog guard, and another day there may be a handsome and affectionate son.
Later, some people joked that this is "Nanhua 101" at all, and we have all the looks you want.
With the support of dual factors, it is only natural that "The Legend of South China" won hundreds of millions of hits, not only becoming the biggest winner in the online drama industry that year, but also successfully selling the broadcasting rights of three satellite TVs after the webcast ended.
What makes everyone dissatisfied is that the audience all have their own favorite characters. When they saw the finale, they found that Nanhua and all the male supporting roles were missed. They were as sad as Pick's idol who failed to debut. Zhong Xiaofeng caught him out and ordered him to change the ending.
But in this life, Song Yunran thought of a way to make up for everyone's regrets.
He doesn't intend to interfere with Zhong Xiaofeng's thinking, he can shoot TV dramas as he wants, but Xinghe can use another method to make the audience's love for those male supporting roles complete.
"It's good to launch the game at the same time, so that everyone can freely choose the character strategy they like." Assistant Tang hesitated, "But Mr. Song, Xinghe doesn't have the strength to develop games."
Song Yunran bent his lips: "It's okay, Xinghe doesn't have it, it's fine for Ning Dong to have it."
The smile on his face was very pleasant, "And the launch of the game is only one part of it, and there will be other peripheral developments in the future, all of which can be helped by Ningdong."
Assistant Tang thought that Mr. Song was getting more and more comfortable picking up the wool at home.
He couldn't help but be curious, did Baqian and Mr. Song suggest you to develop the IP industry chain? "
"That's not it." Song Yunran said, "It was Qin Ke who reminded me last night that I thought of it."
Assistant Tang silently closed his mouth.
I don't have any other thoughts, I just think that the two of you last night...
Very busy.
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