The atmosphere in the office suddenly became a little delicate.
Assistant Tang was used to it naturally, and explained skillfully: "This is Mr. Song."
The producer quickly jumped out to smooth things over: "Hey, this misunderstanding is caused by a young and promising person like Mr. Song, who is really rare. Qin Ke, you really don't know Taishan, what are you doing in a daze, come on!" President Xiao Song apologizes."
Song Yunran applauded the producer in his heart.
Oh my God, what a perceptive person this is, he made wave after wave of beautiful assists for him to humiliate Qin Ke virtually.
It seems that the investment budget can be further raised.
Song Yunran was busy making up his mind, when he saw Qin Ke turned his face sideways, his eyes slowly wandering past his face.
Today's Qin Ke is younger than in his impression, but the indifferent and cold temperament of the future has already begun to appear. After being stared at intently by the other party 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: "???"
Can you be a little sincere? Are you embarrassed to say only four words in total
Qin Ke withdrew his gaze and expressed with practical actions: Yes, he is very sorry.
Song Yunran's fist hardened.
He took a deep breath, pretended to be indifferent, and said, "It's okay, I won't embarrass anyone for such a small matter..." He gave Qin Ke a picky look, and continued, "A field worker."
When the producer next to him heard this, he thought badly.
This is obviously dissatisfied with Qin Ke's perfunctory apology, so he deliberately said that he looks like a handyman.
Just as 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 words Song Jidong displayed on the screen of his mobile phone.
He signaled everyone to wait a moment, picked up his phone and walked outside the door: "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 going crazy in Xinghe?"
Song Yunran was afraid that other people would hear their father and son talking, so he turned around and walked along the corridor to the corner: "Who said I was playing?"
"Really? Then explain to me why you completely overturned the plan drawn up by the investment department?" Song Jidong asked him sternly.
Song Yunran said sadly and angrily: "Assistant Tang is a traitor, he actually sued you?!"
When he became emotional, he accidentally lost control of his volume, causing the passing crew to look over in surprise.
Song Yunran is a good citizen who doesn't make loud noises in public places. He silently covered his face and waited for people to leave before looking around. When he saw that there was an unlocked room next to him, he opened the door and walked in.
The room was drawn with thick curtains, and as soon as the door was closed, the field of vision was plunged into darkness.
Song Yunran subconsciously froze, before he had time to think about it, his attention was attracted by the voice on the other end of the phone.
Song Jidong corrected him: "What kind of complaint? Assistant Tang was originally the person I sent there, and he called it to report to the leader."
Song Yunran paced back and forth along the wall in the dark: "How old am I, can you stop arranging a nanny by my side? Don't worry, Xinghe will be fine with me."
Song Jidong: "What's the problem? I've read the plan of the investment department. The specific investment amount can be discussed again, but the project itself is much more reliable than the grass-roots team you saw."
The implication is to ask his son to give up "Happy Weddings" and invest in "Love Formula".
Song Yunran wanted to defend himself, but he 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: "Father didn't mean to blame you, but you are new to business, so you should listen to the opinions of people who have experienced it."
"Dad, I'm your son, and I must have inherited your business talent. You should believe in my vision. Or... do you still mind that I said I wanted to be an actor but regretted it? That's why I don't want to believe it." I?"
Song Jidong coughed a few times: "You've wronged Dad! I'm not worried about you. If you make up your mind to give it a try, Dad will of course support you. Anyway, the family has enough money, so no amount of tuition can afford it. Well."
"Really?" Song Yunran started picking on Joe, "Then my mother..."
Song Jidong paused for a moment before replying, "I, I'll help you talk about it."
Song Yunran laughed silently in the dark.
Don't look at his father as the mighty Mr. Song, in fact, the most powerful person in their family is his mother Bai Wanning, who is also the well-known director Bai of the entire group.
Compared to Bai Wanning's decisive killing, his father is a paper tiger with a hard mouth and a soft heart. When Xinghe was acquired, it was said that he would be severely beaten by the society, but in the blink of an eye half a month later, they began to escort him again.
But his happiness didn't last long, and Song Jidong said earnestly: "But there are some things that Dad has to say."
"Ok?"
"Wake up, kid, you don't have any business talent. You can even buy a game console when the price is the highest, and you used to... "
"Hello? Hello? The signal is not good, I'll hang up first."
Song Yunran, whose black history was exposed, had quick eyesight and quick hands, and ended the call before his father revealed more black material.
After the phone call, Song Yunran didn't rush out, but slowly sorted out his thoughts.
"Red and White Wedding" seems to have no future at present, and it can't be blamed on his father for not being optimistic about it.
He remembered that it was written in the book that after Qin Ke took over the movie, he was ridiculed for a long time. Of course, the movie became a big hit later, and it naturally became a great point in the original novel.
Although Qin Ke was happy because of this in his previous life, Song Yunran, who was a tool man, felt aggrieved.
Thinking of this, he made an unpleasant "tsk".
In fact, with Song Yunran's current financial resources, he can directly order the crew to change people later.
But I don’t know if it’s due to the influence of the original work, since the moment he decided to give up acting and go into business, whenever he wants to use money to destroy Qin Ke’s future—even if he just thinks about it, in the next few days, he will walk on the ground, fall, drink Water choked my throat, and I was trapped by the door when I entered the elevator.
It is estimated that in this world, without him as a tool man, there will be tens of thousands of tool men standing up to serve as stepping stones for Qin Ke, so the invisible mysterious power does not care that he is out of the plot. But if he insists on going his own way to hurt Qin Ke, he might be obliterated by the will of the world in the end.
In any case, Qin Ke must not be prevented from becoming king in the entertainment industry. This is the life-saving rule that Song Yunran has learned since his rebirth.
So even if the road is a bit tortuous, as long as you invest in "Happy and Happy Events", you can act under the rules of the novel world, make money to reassure your parents, and convince Qin Ke to him. A good thing for Sandiao.
After making up his mind, Song Yunran realized belatedly that when he answered the phone, he turned around and went in the wrong direction.
In the pitch-black room, he could only vaguely see the outlines of some tables and chairs, and he couldn't even see the path under his feet, so he had to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine forward.
Then, so caught off guard, on the long table less than half a meter away from him, he saw a "female corpse" with long hair fluttering and wearing a shroud.
"what!"
Song Yunran was unprepared, and while throwing the phone out in fright, he quickly lowered his body, hugged his head and closed his eyes tightly.
It's ashamed to say, he is obviously a reborn person, but he still has a little... shameful little secret.
Yes, Song Yunran is afraid of ghosts, very, very afraid.
Even though he knew that this room was mostly the room where the crew stored props, Song Yunran broke into a cold sweat from fright.
He moved slowly to the side, inadvertently, as if he had bumped into something, so he didn't dare to act rashly again.
What's more terrible is that, as a former actor, Song Yunran's imagination is still very rich. At this moment, he already feels that in the darkness, there seems to be a pair or even a few pairs of gloomy eyes, looking at him from all directions.
"It's all props, it's all props, it's all props..."
Song Yunran's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground to brainwash himself with magic sounds.
It so happened that at this moment, the slow "squeak" sound of pushing the door sounded in the darkness.
Someone's footsteps came softly.
Song Yunran's hair exploded, and he asked tremblingly, "Who?"
A male voice said, "Me."
"Who are you?"
The man hesitated for a moment, and answered him meaningfully: "Maybe it's a field worker?"
What the hell
Song Yunran opened his eyes and was taken aback before he understood. Oh, it turned out to be Qin Ke. He breathed a sigh of relief, and just as his hanging heart was about to fall, he suddenly lifted it up again.
Careless, why did Qin Ke just come here, and he must not let him see himself in such a mess!
"Don't drive..."
Only halfway through the words, with a light switch, the light of righteousness descended from the sky.
"… lamp."
Song Yunran stubbornly said the last word, closing his eyes and wanting to say goodbye to the world.
Like an ostrich unwilling to face reality, he froze there motionless, praying that Qin Ke would not say a word.
In fact, Qin Ke was really speechless.
He was kicked out by the producer to apologize again. As soon as he went out, he saw Song Yunran turning into the prop room, so he had to stand outside and wait for someone to come out.
As a result, waiting and waiting, I heard a heart-piercing scream.
Qin Ke was afraid that something would happen to him, so he came in to take a look.
Unexpectedly, with the light in the corridor, what he saw before his eyes was Song Yunran kneeling under a coffin, chanting words, as if some kind of feudal superstition activity scene.
What kind of way is this? Qin Ke couldn't understand, but he was shocked.
Song Yunran waited for a full minute before standing up slowly, trying to pretend nothing happened.
As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Qin Ke's handsome and extraordinary face showing the meaning of "you seem to have some serious illness".
"What are you looking at!" Song Yunran was overwhelmed with shame and indignation, impotently furious.
It was fine if Song Yunran didn't speak, but when he spoke, Qin Ke seemed to understand something, he nodded slowly: "It seems that I interrupted you," he put his finger on the switch, "I need to help you turn off the light What, Mr. Song?"
Sounds pretty helpful, if not for his last three words being particularly sly.
"Don't close it!"
Song Yunran's movements became extremely agile, and he flashed to the door, not wanting to stay in this ghostly 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 the bullet, turned his head and looked in the direction of the other's finger, his whole body was struck by lightning.
How could this be so.
How could his mobile phone just fall on the female corpse.
"Throw it away for me." Song Yunran didn't dare to ask for it, and said with lingering fear, "It's not clean anymore."