Stared at by three pairs of eyes with deep meaning, Song Yunran felt like a Tang monk who had entered the Pansi Cave. If he hadn't predicted the conspiracy of the three spider spirits, he would definitely be turned into a dish later. It's on the table!
Sure enough, the ancients did not deceive themselves. Shopping malls are like battlefields, and life may be in danger at any time.
Forget it, maybe this is the fate of the president.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, Song Yunran still understands this truth.
But when he thought that he had given up on Qin Ke's celebration banquet to attend this dinner, his anger flared up faintly.
Qin Ke likes him so much, knowing that he chose work between his work and his boyfriend, he may feel very sad.
A bleak picture appeared before Song Yunran's eyes.
At the dinner party where everyone was drinking, everyone would say "Congratulations" when they saw Qin Ke. He endured the disappointment in his eyes and greeted others, but when he turned around, his eyes were red, and he poured down a glass of champagne with tears in his eyes.
Maybe he would hide in an empty corner with a bottle of wine, and wanted to call him to complain, but in the end he withdrew his finger restrainedly.
So pathetic, woo hoo.
Song Yunran deeply felt that this matter cannot be left alone.
He scanned the three spider spirits in front of him solemnly, thinking that the culprit was Director Xu.
Artists often have times when they can't help themselves. If it weren't for the instigation of their managers, they would definitely not dare to make mistakes.
It's up to you.
Song Yunran looked at the other party with a look of looking at a Pokémon: "Why don't you sing."
Director Xu's face froze: "Mr. Song, don't be joking."
"No kidding, I just like watching unprofessional people do unprofessional things."
Song Yunran propped his chin, tilted his head, his clear eyes were clean and bright, as if he really had such a strange preference, "Don't be shy, put down your figure, and listen to some songs."
Director Xu was almost deceived by his innocent eyes, and stood in front of the microphone and asked, "Then... what do you want to hear, Mr. Song?"
Song Yunran glanced at the stewed duck soup on the table: "Let's play "Counting Ducks" first."
"..."
Director Xu is numb, isn't this a fucking nursery rhyme
Now he finally came to his senses, Song Yunran didn't want to hear him sing at all, but deliberately wanted to punish him!
But Xiao Song's title was there, and he had to sing again.
As the ugly singing sounded, the private room, which was full of the depraved atmosphere of money and sex transactions just now, changed suddenly, and an indescribable absurdity filled the entire space.
Director Xu has never lost such a big face.
The moment he saw Song Yunran holding up the phone to record the video, his cheeks flushed the color of a pig's liver, his already unstable breath slapped randomly, and he sang brokenly.
"Pfft."
Unable to hold back, Manman accidentally laughed out loud, and then covered her mouth in horror.
However, the male artist next to him was not much better, he clenched his mouth twitchingly, fearing that he would laugh out loud on the spot.
Song Yunran originally wanted Director Xu to sing a few more songs, but the singing was too harsh, and he was afraid that he would die and go back to see Qin Ke alive after listening to it.
So he turned his head and asked the two artists: "See, if you don't behave well, it will become a joke."
The two wanted to nod, but they dared not.
Who would be willing to sacrifice Hue if resources could be obtained through legitimate channels
But they are all the most inconspicuous young artists in the circle. Director Xu holds a high position in the company, so they dare not listen to what he says.
Song Yunran thought for a while and asked, "Who is the big boss of your company?"
The male artist whispered a name.
"It turned out to be him."
Song Yunran has been the president for a year, and he still has some contacts in his hand. He immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the other party, then motioned the two of them to look at the screen, blinked and said, "Don't worry, Director Xu will leave tomorrow. .”
After speaking, he stood up and walked out of the private room without looking back.
The moment the door was not closed, Manman's surprised voice floated into his ears: "He is so handsome."
That's not it!
Song Yunran proudly puffed out his chest, feeling that the red scarf on his chest was more colorful.
After a brief three minutes, Song Yunran returned to the hotel.
He had just done a good deed to get rid of violence, and when he got out of the car, his steps were extraordinarily bold.
Qin Ke has to go back to the crew to film in the morning tomorrow, so he will not go back to the upper courtyard of the West City tonight, but chooses to stay in the hotel suite provided by the film festival organizer.
Song Yunran took the prepared room card from the driver, and rode on the elevator with arrogance.
With a sound of "di", he brushed open the door neatly, and was about to step into the room, but when he saw the light on in the living room of the suite, he stopped suddenly.
Qin Ke who heard the movement came out of the living room: "It's over?"
"You, you didn't go to the celebration banquet?"
Song Yunran stood by the door stupidly, with mixed feelings in his heart, is it that sad, my precious son
Qin Ke pulled him into the room: "There are only three people in the crew, how long can we celebrate? After the interview, we left after eating in the hotel restaurant."
... It turned out that the event of Qin Ke's tearful celebration banquet did not happen as expected.
Song Yunran's sense of guilt subsided a little, and after sitting on the sofa in the living room, he said, "But this is too simple for you, even if there are only three of you, you can find another place to renew the stall."
As soon as the words fell, Qin Ke's expression changed subtly.
The director did propose to renew the booth, but both the director and the producer are middle-aged people in their fifties, and the two spent half a day there before deciding to find a place to pinch their feet.
This proposal was too simple and unpretentious, and Qin Ke refused without thinking about it.
Song Yunran was startled when he saw it.
That's right, even though there were no tears at the celebration banquet, Qin Ke must still be unhappy. At the critical moment, his dear father didn't show up, so how could he have any leisure to continue the business
He tugged Qin Ke's cuff: "Okay, don't be sad, haven't I come back to accompany you?"
Qin Ke said: "... I'm not sad."
Seeing him forcefully supporting himself, Song Yunran couldn't help but feel more and more guilty.
He remembered the tone of Song Jidong talking to him when he was a child, clapped his hands and said, "Where is your trophy, show it to Dad."
Qin Ke went into the bedroom and took out the trophy.
The trophy of the China Film Festival is very beautifully designed. The golden three-dimensional film is inlaid on the crystal clear white crystal trophy. When it is illuminated by the surrounding lights, even the line of names below is shining with fine light.
For a moment, Song Yunran forgot the purpose of looking at the trophy.
He held his breath and wanted to reach out to touch it, but he didn't know why he didn't move.
In his previous life, he was also shortlisted for the Best Newcomer Award.
In the end, he could only sit under the stage, watching Qin Ke hold up the trophy eagerly, and because the camera caught his displeased expression, he was sent to the hot search and scolded him severely.
He never thought that one day he would be so close to this trophy, as if he could touch the starlight that was once out of reach when he stretched out his hand.
Qin Ke lowered his eyes, looked at the drooping eye ends of the puppy, and pursed his lower lip.
He handed over the trophy directly: "Give it to you, okay?"
"???"
Song Yunran raised his head in surprise, and said angrily, "Are you humiliating me!"
Qin Ke: "..."
Song Yunran said with great backbone: "It's not my best newcomer, I don't want it."
After speaking, he took a sneak peek again, really wanted it, but he couldn't, he wanted to be a good president with principles.
He put his hands behind his back in pain, as if he would not accept it even if he killed me.
Qin Ke smiled helplessly, raised Song Yunran's chin, leaned over and sucked his lips for a while, and then asked in a coaxing tone: "Who said the best newcomer is not yours?"
Song Yunran was so dazed by his kiss, his brain that was about to stop functioning tried to think for a while, and felt that there was no flaw in this logic.
Qin Ke is the best newcomer, Qin Ke is his boyfriend, and Qin Ke is his big brother.
Rounding it up, isn't the best newcomer his
"Since you've said that, I'll accept the trophy."
Song Yunran nodded, held the trophy in his arms, and emphasized with a serious face, "Anyway, you are going to marry in the future... Uh, if you live in my house, I can keep it for you first."
Qin Ke pursed his lips: "Well, what's mine is yours."
Song Yunran was coaxed into joy. He took the trophy and approached the floor lamp beside the sofa, carefully admiring the carved patterns on it, the light in his eyes was brighter than the trophy.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Qin Ke suddenly asked: "But why did your dinner end so early?"
"Don't mention it, what's the dinner, I won't know until I arrive..." Song Yunran was suddenly stuck, and suddenly realized that he couldn't tell the truth.
Qin Ke gave up the celebration banquet and obediently waited for him to come back at the hotel. What if he misunderstood him messing around outside after knowing the truth
Thinking about this, Song Yunran changed his words: "I just realized that they have no sincerity at all, so I sent a handyman over, and I came back early."
Qin Ke intuited that the truth was not that simple: "Really?"
"Otherwise what else do you think?"
Song Yunran pushed him guiltily, "Yes, yes, you haven't taken off your makeup yet, it's so late, go take a shower by the way, let's hurry up and chat for a while, or you won't be able to wake up tomorrow here."
Qin Ke glanced at him, but finally said nothing.
Song Yunran heaved a long sigh of relief when he was the only one left in the living room.
He hurriedly called Assistant Tang and informed him to blacklist Director Xu, and repeatedly told him to choose his partners carefully in the future.
Assistant Tang agreed well, but before he was about to end the call, he suddenly raised his voice: "Mr. Song! What are you doing tonight?!"
Song Yunran trembled in fright: "What's wrong?"
Assistant Tang's tone was serious: "I just received the news that someone photographed you having dinner at the same table with two artists tonight, and there were many intimate actions?"
Song Yunran froze in place.
Was he cursed to be secretly photographed when he went out
Assistant Tang immediately sent the photo over.
Song Yunran saw it and was shocked, it really was the scene of him having dinner tonight.
Looking at the angle, it should be taken secretly from the outside through the window gap. There are several photos, including Manman stealing his hand while pouring tea, Manman leaning on him actively, and he showing the two artists to look at their mobile phones with a smile on their faces.
Due to the distance and angle of the photo, the blurry picture quality and misplaced composition, it looks like a dude hugging left and right in a restaurant.
"What the hell!" Song Yunran was so angry that he died, "It's not what it looks like in the photos."
Of course, Assistant Tang chose to believe his dear Mr. Song: "Someone must have deliberately slandered you. Don't worry, I will contact you immediately and delete the post."
Song Yunran's breath stagnates: "Have the photos been uploaded to the Internet?"
"Yes, marketing accounts have been issued."
Assistant Tang speculated, "With such a fast speed, the other party must have come prepared, maybe it is Galaxy's competitor."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yunran fell into the sofa and fell into a daze.
He never imagined that when he was the president, he would encounter the issue of spreading black rumors from his opponent.
Could the dinner tonight be a trap designed by Director Xu
Song Yunran frowned, thinking that it shouldn't happen.
Director Xu didn't even dare not to sing "Counting Ducks", how could he have the courage and ability to link up with the marketing account to hack him in an instant.
But if it wasn't for Director Xu, who would want to target him
Tonight is a good day for Qin Ke to win the award.
If it is a competitor of Xinghe, wouldn't it be good to directly deal with the artists on the bright side
Of course, Song Yunran didn't want Qin Ke to be secretly photographed. He thought about it, he is a president anyway, so it doesn't matter if there is a bit of scandal, as long as he clarifies in time, he won't lose resources like an artist.
"Fortunately, it wasn't Qin Ke who was secretly photographed."
Song Yunran looked at the trophy and sighed, then stood up abruptly.
not good! How did he introduce to Qin Ke the dinner tonight
"I sent a handyman over..."
Song Yunran recalled this sentence and slapped his head in frustration.
What a lie are you telling!
It's all right now, when Qin Ke sees the photo, he will definitely think that you did something bad behind his back!
Even if you can explain it, it will appear that you are covering up a guilty conscience!
Song Yunran paced back and forth in the living room, his mouth dry with anxiety.
He opened the refrigerator, took out a can of drink provided by the hotel, pulled the tab and took a few sips, thinking urgently about how to explain it to Qin Ke later.
As soon as the drink bottomed out, there was the sound of the door opening from the bedroom.
Song Yunran turned his head and looked at Qin Ke anxiously like a child who had done something bad.
Qin Ke was wearing a white bathrobe from the hotel, with a slightly open neckline showing some tight muscle lines.
Looking up, you can see his sharp Adam's apple and clear jawline.
Pretty handsome.
Even the frowning and pensive appearance is much more handsome than ordinary people.
For some unknown reason, Qin Ke seemed to move and turned into two Qin Kes.
Song Yunran shook his head, trying to see clearly.
It turned out that it wasn't too bad, but after the shaking, three Qin Kes appeared in front of his eyes.
Wow, it's a shadow clone!
Song Yunran was shocked, and then he watched the three Qin Ke walk up to him, and asked in unison: "... have you been drinking?"
"what?"
He lowered his head and squinted his eyes for identification, only to realize that what he was holding in his hand was not a drink, but a can of beer.
No wonder it's so bad.
Song Yunran wrinkled his nose: "It's over, I'm drunk."
Qin Ke: "...huh?"
"I'm going to be born again."
Song Yunran said with ashamed heart.
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