Returning to the bright orange sports car again, Song Yunran pressed the car key.
At the same time when the car lights were on, he caught a glimpse of Qin Ke's eyes and was a little dazed. There could be no other reason, but he must have been fascinated by his luxurious car.
Thinking that Qin Ke was probably envious, Song Yunran's vanity was greatly satisfied.
He temporarily put aside the past grievances, and stepped aside generously: "Global limited edition paint, do you like it? Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, so if you like it, you can see more."
"No thanks."
Qin Ke resolutely got into the car, raised his hand and rubbed the end of his eyes to soothe the eyes hurt by the fancy sports car paint.
Song Yunran opened the door on the other side and sat in. By the light of the street lights outside the car, he saw the depressed expression on Qin Ke's eyebrows.
It seems that the young actor's self-esteem was triggered. Although this was not his original intention, it would be a reward for Qin Ke to clearly feel the gap between the two.
He raised the corner of his lips slightly: "Let's talk about the ugly words first. Since it is a paid service, then you should drive the car steadily, or be careful that I will deduct the driving fee for you."
"Okay." Qin Ke replied very easily, as if he was not worried about the possibility of deducting money.
The two fastened their seat belts, and after the rustling in the dark space stopped, the car fell into silence.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, they turned their heads at the same time, looking at each other with the same confusion in their eyes.
Song Yunran frowned: "What are you looking at me for?"
After thinking for a while, he thought of a possibility and said in shock: "No, you don't have a driver's license either?!"
Qin Ke looked at him: "...you didn't tell me the address."
Song Yunran choked up for a moment, and was so busy beating the "driver" that he forgot about it.
After he took over Xinghe, he moved from his family to an apartment in the city center to live alone. After a short memory, he said: "The Upper Court of West City, if you don't know where it is, set up a navigation."
Qin Ke didn't say whether he knew, but he didn't take out his phone to look at the map.
He started the car, turned the steering wheel to drive out of the parking space, and then asked in a chatty tone: "By the way, what did Mr. Song mean when he said 'I don't have a driver's license either'?"
Song Yunran's face froze, and he said impatiently: "Does it have something to do with you, shut up and drive your car."
Qin Ke raised his eyebrows and shut up obediently.
During the few seconds of waiting for the railing of the parking lot to be raised, he raised his eyes and saw Song Yunran's angry and embarrassed look in the rearview mirror. I saw the news about Song Yunran's black face on the Internet.
At that time, everyone said that Song Yunran played big names as soon as he became popular, but now it seems that Qin Ke thinks that the rumors of playing big names are purely misunderstandings.
Because he is such a character who can't hide things on his face, it has nothing to do with the so-called red or not.
Suburban roads are very smooth in the middle of the night.
Song Yunran put his elbows by the car window, and when he got tired of looking at the scenery, the embarrassment he had just dissipated.
He adjusted his posture and leaned comfortably on the back of the leather chair, thinking that Qin Ke didn't seem so annoying when he was silent. And judging from the current user experience, Qin Ke's driving skills are much better than Assistant Tang's, and the corners and short stops are stable. It is obvious that people who are used to self-driving travel are usually worth the driving fee. .
After the sports car drove into the inner ring, the road conditions gradually became congested.
When passing through a bustling street full of bars, the endless traffic flow at a glance is like a slow tortoise, slowing down the pace of everyone leaving.
Song Yunran went to sleep and missed the dinner given out on the set, so he was already hungry by now.
He turned his head and looked at the various restaurants lined up outside the window, thinking of his current penniless situation, he could only touch his empty stomach, hoping that it would be safe and calm.
Qin Ke noticed his movements from the corner of his eyes, and turned his head to ask, "Would you like to buy something for you?"
Song Yunran turned his face immediately, a pair of clear almond eyes sparkled in the dim car.
But he quickly tensed his face and asked, "Will you charge another purchasing fee?"
Qin Ke: "No, it's just a bonus service."
He parked the car on the side of the road and walked quickly into a convenience store on the street.
Song Yunran didn't bother to get out of the car, and hung on to the car window eagerly, regretting that he shouldn't have left his phone on the set, while staring at the oden in the hands of the two girls outside.
In the past, he never bothered to eat this kind of fast food from convenience stores, but now he realizes how delicious and attractive the cheap food that is steaming in the cold late night looks.
He couldn't help secretly regretting that he should have reminded Qin Ke to buy some oden when he knew Qin Ke got off the car.
Meanwhile, inside the convenience store.
The yawning cashier glanced absently at the rice balls on the counter: "Do you need to heat it up?"
"Heat, thank you." A white and thin hand broke into her vision, "And this bottle of water."
The moment the cashier raised his head and saw the face of the customer clearly, the fatigue of the night shift was swept away in an instant.
She put the rice ball into the microwave with a blushing face, not daring to meet his long and narrow dark eyes anymore, she could only look at his tight thin lips and ask, "Sir, do you need another Oden? There is a promotion in the store today." , ten skewers only cost twenty yuan."
"Need not… "
Just as Qin Ke was about to refuse, he looked through the glass wall of the convenience store inadvertently, and saw Song Yunran in the car looking eagerly at the girl eating oden on the street. He changed his mind and said, "Then have one."
A few minutes later, Song Yunran, who was waiting for food, finally looked forward to his dinner.
When Qin Ke handed over the full cup of oden, he was still in surprise, and subconsciously said, "Why did you buy so much?"
Qin Ke closed the car door, and put the plastic bag containing mineral water and rice balls in front of him: "The store is discounted, and the water in it is yours too. I guess you can't eat the rice balls, so keep them for me."
"..."
Song Yunran's emotion disappeared immediately, and he asked with a straight face, "You just give me discounted food?"
Qin Ke glanced at him: "Then do you want to eat?"
Song Yunran gave a cold snort of disdain, and looked down at the rice balls in the plastic bag.
The label of the rice ball was right up, and he carefully identified it, and found that the rice ball was only worth three yuan.
That's right, Qin Ke is a young actor who doesn't even want to take a taxi after work is over, and even if the Oden in his hand is discounted, it will never be cheaper than that rice ball.
so…
Qin Ke bought him the best dinner within his ability.
Thinking of this, the oden in hand is even more fragrant.
Song Yunran took a bite of the fish tofu soaked in delicious soup, and thought with satisfaction, could it be that his father and son's plan has begun to bear fruit, and has Qin Ke, a rebellious son, finally learned to be filial to his father
When the vehicle finally arrived at the downstairs of the apartment where Song Yunran lived, he had already wiped out the ten skewers of Kanto, and there was not even a mouthful of soup left.
"It's too late today, you can drive the car back."
Song Yunran is in a good mood now, and he looked at Qin Ke with a friendly gaze, "Or if you want to go out tomorrow, you can borrow it for a day. Ask the security guard when you return, they all know where my parking space is. "
However, Qin Ke didn't want to spend too long with this fancy sports car, and said, "It's not far from my home, I just park the car and walk back."
Do you mean to decline his kindness
Song Yunran raised his eyebrows, and that's right, Qin Ke now rashly drives his car out to do errands, which is indeed too public.
He didn't intend to force it, and turned around after pushing the door to get out of the car: "By the way, I don't have cash at home, can I give you the driving fee next time?"
"It's okay, there's no need to give it." Qin Ke replied, and he didn't really want to collect money.
Song Yunran was not polite, he closed the car door and was about to walk away when he heard Qin Ke call him back.
He bent down and looked in through the car window: "Why, regret it?"
"No." Qin Ke said, "I heard that you plan to invest in our film, and I want to thank you."
Song Yunran suspected that he had heard wrong.
Qin Ke's face was immersed in the dark night, and he couldn't see any emotion, but his tone was very light: "The script of "Happy and Happy" was written by Director Zheng's father before his death. He made this movie to complete his father's plan. Last wish. A while ago, the investor withdrew the capital, and Director Zheng had the idea of selling the house, but that house was also an inheritance left by his father, and there were memories of their family of three living together in it, so he was actually very reluctant."
Even in the world before Qin Ke's rebirth, "Happy and Happy Events", which ended up being a big hit at the box office, failed to make up for the director's regret.
This matter has since become a knot in Qin Ke's heart. Later, in order to repay the director's kindness, he also asked the next owner to inquire about it. Unfortunately, the other party was determined not to sell it, so he had to give up.
Song Yunran didn't know that there was such a heavy story behind it, after all, the original work didn't explain these details in too much detail.
He is not used to accepting such a formal thank you, he cleared his throat and said, "Fortunately, I only invested a total of 20 million, which is not a lot of money."
Qin Ke smiled: "It may not be a big deal to you, but it is different to us."
He looked into Song Yunran's eyes, thought for a while and continued, "If President Xiao Song doesn't dislike me for being too self-reliant, you can tell me what you need in the future, and I will definitely help you if you can."
As soon as the words fell, Song Yunran's face immediately showed a look of surprise: "Since you said so, then I will not be polite."
"Why do you want to be impolite?" Qin Ke was calm on the surface, but actually began to become suspicious.
The reason why he said those words was half out of his sincere desire to thank the other party, and the other half was mixed with his own selfish desire to investigate the truth.
Song Yunran was the only variable he encountered after his rebirth.
Qin Ke thought to himself, this should not be accidental, but some kind of connection in the dark.
Even Song Yunran probably knew something.
Qin Ke understands that this possibility is very small, but if it is such a coincidence, does Song Yunran know that he will succeed in the future
So, will Song Yunran ask him for anything? Is it the contacts around him in the future, or...
Qin Ke was thinking deeply, when he suddenly saw Song Yunran taking half a step forward, the thick night couldn't stop the inexplicable joy in his eyes.
Song Yunran cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "I don't ask too much. If you really want to thank me, why don't you just call me Dad."
Qin Ke: "..."
Forget it, he must have thought too much.