After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Song Yunran thought Assistant Tang was complimenting him, and laughed contentedly.

Thinking of his identity as the president, he quickly gathered a smile and put on the cold face that a president should have.

After an invalid operation, he walked into the company and went upstairs to the office under the gaze of several employees who turned from surprise to love.

According to his habit, a cup of freshly brewed latte was prepared on the desk as usual.

The ratio of milk to coffee is his favorite taste. Song Yunran took a few sips with satisfaction before asking, "Have you seen the email I sent you yesterday?"

Although she was on vacation at home, Song Yunran did not forget her duty of hard work.

Like reading a comic book when he was a child, after reading the collection of works sent by Zhong Xiaofeng day and night, after confirming that Qin Ke's classmate was his favorite gold medal screenwriter, he immediately asked Assistant Tang to follow up on the development.

Assistant Tang was frightened after receiving the file, and he hesitantly asked at this time: "Mr. Song, are you sure you want to shoot the script written by the newcomer?"

For non-professionals like Zhong Xiaofeng who switched careers halfway through, it would be nice to let him in for a common project to be a diversity screenwriter. How could he be such an important role as the chief screenwriter as soon as he came up.

What's more, Xinghe actually has to spend money to buy his original script. Isn't it obvious to use money for fun?

Song Yunran nodded: "I know what you mean, you are afraid that the newcomer's screenwriter is not reliable, and the company will lose money. So you think I am still very cautious, I only buy two of his scripts."

Assistant Tang's blood pressure rose suddenly: "Are you going to take two pictures of him?"

Song Yunran is rather regretful: "There is no way, Galaxy's development strength is so little, I am embarrassed to buy all the scripts of other people to fill the inventory, it would be too wasteful."

"Do you trust Zhong Xiaofeng so much?" Assistant Tang said boldly, "Mr. Song, this is too inconsistent with the law of investment. Can you give me a reason?"

Song Yunran has no scientific reasons to talk about.

But he had an idea and used facts as an example: "Where is the result of "Formula of Love", haven't you seen it?"

Assistant Tang was dumb for a while.

He heard that due to the derailment of Chu Xiaochen, the entire project of "Formula of Love" was directly gone, and the script tailored for Chu Xiaochen was also declared obsolete, and the manpower and material resources invested in the early stage turned into a bubble in a blink of an eye.

But Assistant Tang still didn't give up: "The Formula of Love is only a special case, or can you tell me how Zhong Xiaofeng contacted you?"

He wanted to see what kind of monster it was that actually dared to deceive their innocent and innocent President Song!

Song Yunran said, "Is there any problem with Qin Ke's recommendation?"

"How can you believe it casually—"

Assistant Tang was about to start spraying, and suddenly the conversation changed, "Oh, it's Qin Ke, that's all right."

Song Yunran: "..."

Why is Qin Ke all right?

Just because he is the protagonist in the book, does your subconscious trust him unconditionally?

It's very unfair.

Song Yunran was silently angry for a few seconds, feeling that he still didn't fight the original will.

Anyway, he can buy Zhong Xiaofeng's script.

Two people with completely different brain circuits struggled to reach a consensus in the process of deepening misunderstanding.

Song Yunran was the president anyway, and he didn't need to come out in person to buy two scripts.

He asked Assistant Tang to find the director of the investment department and asked the two to continue discussing the follow-up matters, while he went to the floor where the actors were interviewed.

Before the interview officially started, Song Yunran first stood at the door of the large conference room, observing the new people waiting inside through the glass door.

From the time he received their resumes, he has been paying attention to actors with names and surnames in previous lives. Among the dozens of people present today, there are not only several future traffic artists, but also excellent acting talents with few fans.

Song Yunran looked at them, as if the farmer's uncle saw the gratifying growth of the crops in the field, and smiled happily.

He nodded contentedly, while thinking about Galaxy's glorious future, he walked into the small meeting room next to him for interviews.

As a result, as soon as he entered, the artist director called him: "It's not time for the interview, you go to the next door and so on."

Song Yunran raised the brim of his hat: "It's me."

"President Xiao Song?"

The artist director made an oolong and quickly explained, "Sorry, I didn't recognize you. I thought it was the actor who came to the interview and went in the wrong place."

Song Yunran replied "It's okay" and sat in the middle seat.

The artist director sat on his right and turned his head several times to look at the president beside him. After finally holding back his thoughts of persuading Song Yunran to make his debut, he asked, "Should I start now?"

Song Yunran nodded: "Let's start."

After the actors arrived at Xinghe, they all received a script of the live trial.

In addition, they have to prepare a performance that they are best at.

Finally, the comprehensive scores of the performance of the two trials and the appearance of the actors are used as the criteria for judging whether Galaxy is admitted.

After the interview began, every actor who came in saw Song Yunran in surprise. Those who watched Song Yunran's live broadcast were okay, but those who had not watched the live broadcast were simply at a loss.

Judging from where Song Yunran sits, he must be an important figure in the company.

But judging from his overly superior appearance, he looks too much like everyone's peers.

Is this an undisclosed artist of Galaxy?

Does he appear here today just to put pressure on us?

It is indeed a company that uses hot search to send out recruitment notices. Normal people can't think of this kind of trick.

Once the pressure arises, everyone will work harder to perform.

Many people have performed supernormally and achieved self-breakthrough in a short interview.

When the interview that lasted until late at night was over, Song Yunran really found a few good seedlings that he didn't know before.

He didn't plan to choose actors completely according to the fame criteria of his previous life. After all, whether he can become an entertainer or not depends on his luck in some cases.

For example, Song Yunran firmly believed that if he were not a humble tool person in his previous life, he would have put Qin Kegan on the ground a long time ago, and now he can't wait for a word of "dad" without worry.

A few days later, the interview results came out. The company hired a total of seven actors with three men and four women.

At the same time Zhong Xiaofeng also signed the contract and sold the two scripts in his hand to Galaxy Entertainment.

After Song Yunran finished two major events one after another, he felt that the word president on his business card became more vivid.

He made persistent efforts and called the artist director into the office: "During the interview that day, what was the name of the third female agent sitting on my left?"

The artist director recalled a bit and asked: "If you mean the one with short hair and long face, her name is Chen Jing."

Song Yunran hadn't heard the name very much in the company, and asked, "Who is in her hands now?"

"There is only one men's team previously formed. Last year, it was sent to participate in the draft to attract some fans, and it is currently operating pretty well." The artist director introduced.

Song Yunran puzzled: "Is there no actors in her hands?"

He clearly remembered that on the day of the interview, Chen Jing acted very professionally. Not only did many opinions coincide with him, but he could also accurately watch several famous actors in previous lives.

The artist director said: "In fact, she was the one who brought Ark in the first place. But after the two fell out, Ark went to the former boss and forced a change of agent."

Song Yunran suddenly became interested: "How did it fall out?"

The celebrity director choked before saying: "She wants Fang Zhou to sign a local drama male lead."

Song Yunran: "!!!"

It turns out that in the entire company, there are still talents who are similar to his heroes!

Song Yunran thought for a moment: "Then let her be Qin Ke's agent."

After get off work, Song Yunran received a call from He Ziyou and asked him to have a small gathering at the bar tonight.

As a person who doesn't like to drink, Song Yunran couldn't understand He Ziyou's love for alcohol. He originally wanted to refuse, but He Ziyou threatened to break the relationship there, and finally had no choice but to agree.

No way, Fa Xiao is a naive ghost with a low IQ, Xiao Song always can only condescend to cooperate.

The bar agreed by the two is near the upper courtyard of Xicheng.

Song Yunran went home for dinner, changed his clothes and walked to the appointment.

As soon as he entered the bar room, He Ziyou wailed his voice: "Do you know how miserable I am recently!"

Song Yunran was taken aback and asked to show his concern.

He Ziyou had already drunk for a round alone, blushing and said: "It's not all you and Shen Yiyi teamed up to cure the scumbag. My dad knew that Ning Dong got a piece of land in Shen's hands because of this. He scolds me every day for not being upbeat, saying, "You learn from Song Yunran, you can already help the family, you still don't understand hard work." Can I be convinced after you say this?"

Song Yunran ate the fruit and said, "Then you must be convinced."

"..."

He Ziyou gave him a glance and continued to complain, "My dad's eyes are dim, but I'm not blind. The friendship we started in kindergarten can't deceive me. Just like me, your goal in life is to be a rich second generation who eats together and waits to die. wrong?"

Song Yunran couldn't bear it anymore: "Nonsense, I have a great goal!"

He Ziyou didn't believe it: "Really, but I don't think you are doing anything."

Song Yunran immediately broke the index to He Ziyou: "I have only been in the company for two months, do you know how many big things I have done to achieve my goals? I invested in a movie played by Qin Ke, and I drove away the unruly trash. Wancheng signed Qin Ke to join the company. I bought the script written by Qin Ke. Just a few hours ago, I helped Qin Ke choose a particularly good agent!"

I'm only one step away from my lifelong goal of being Qin Ke's father, don't you understand!

"It seems to be quite a lot."

He Ziyou was about to be persuaded, and after drinking a sip, he reacted, "No, what does this person named Qin Ke have to do with your great goal?"

Song Yunran smiled mysteriously: "I won't tell you."

He Ziyou felt increasingly sad.

Since last year, he has felt that his good friend has changed.

The former Song Yunran couldn't think of becoming a president, inheriting family property, such a vulgar thing, they have never been rare to do since childhood.

And since entering the Galaxy, Song Yunran didn't know what he was up to, and the contact between them became less and less.

It was even more excessive now, Song Yunran took a mouthful of Qin Ke and counted how much he contributed to this person.

In the end, he didn't even tell himself the origin of the relationship between them.

"You don't love me anymore, you have someone out there." He Ziyou complained seriously.

Song Yunran sighed and patted his head: "Don't think about it, when I'm done, I will accept you as my closed son. Dad's love will always be by your side, okay?"

He Ziyou said angrily: "Get out! I'm your father!"

The useless **** was just released, and he heard Song Yunran mutter: "By the way, I have to ask how Qin Ke's audition turned out."

He Ziyou was so depressed that he called for a dozen more drinks, and thought sadly, that he was right on the Internet.

Love will not disappear, it will only shift.

Song Yunran's message to Qin Ke seemed like a stone sinking into the ocean. He refreshed his WeChat after a while, but he did not wait for a reply.

In the end, he could only convince himself that Qin Ke might be busy, and it was not that he was deliberately ignored by adolescent rebellion.

He wanted to continue chatting with He Ziyou, but when he turned his head, he found that people had already stood on the sofa and sang little frog.

Song Yunran glanced contemptuously, and recorded a pen-hold shot of He Ziyou on the spot with his mobile phone, so as to save it for future ridicule.

Then he put away the phone, stepped forward and grabbed the other person: "Let's go, my friend, don't be ashamed outside."

He Ziyou's wines are pretty reliable. After he was drunk, he didn't have much trouble except for singing childhood golden songs.

After Song Yunran bought the order, resisting the broken gong voice of his friend and the meaningful eyes of passersby, he helped He Ziyou walk to the upper courtyard of Xicheng, planning to let He Ziyou sleep with him tonight.

When passing an old building, Song Yunran suddenly saw the figure standing under the street lamp a little familiar.

He put He Ziyou on the bench by the roadside, took a closer look, and found that it was really Qin Ke.

It was the big night, why did Qin Ke come out with so much luggage?

He hesitated to go up and say hello, Qin Ke turned his face first, and smiled lightly when he saw him: "Mr. Song, what a coincidence?"

"Well, I went out to play with my friend, just passing by."

Song Yunran remembered that Qin Ke had said that he lived near the upper courtyard of Xicheng, and now it seemed that he hadn't lied to him.

Qin Ke glanced at He Ziyou lying nearby: "Can your friend still go?"

"Yes, don't look at him like that, you can go fast."

Song Yunran thought for a while, then pointed to his luggage and asked, "Are you going to travel a long distance? Have you reported to the company?"

Qin Ke said: "No, the landlord sold the house, and Zhong Xiaofeng asked me to move to him."

He didn't elaborate on the specific situation.

In fact, the landlord suddenly told him this afternoon that the house was sold and gave him two hours to pack his luggage.

But Qin Ke was still attending an audition on "Jianghu Road" and did not receive the news in time. When he returned, all his luggage had been packed and placed outside the door.

Otherwise, he won't be in the middle of the night, so he can only go to Zhong Xiaofeng temporarily.

Song Yunran had never rented a house, so naturally he couldn't guess why.

But as the president of Galaxy, his sense of responsibility came to his heart in an instant.

"Qin Ke, you are an artist from Galaxy, how can you share with others."

Song Yunran made a quick decision, "I think you don’t go to Zhong Xiaofeng’s house tonight. Come to my house and sleep for one night. Tomorrow I will let the company arrange an apartment for you. Take your things and follow me. ."

Seeing him making the decision in his own words, Qin Ke couldn't help but stunned.

Even more shocked was He Ziyou, who had just gotten up from the bench.

After being blown by the cold wind for a few minutes, he woke up most of the time. When he opened his eyes, he just heard Song Yunran invite the man named Qin Ke to live in his house and said that he would help Qin Ke find an apartment.

He Ziyou sat in the same place, waiting for Song Yunran to call him, stretched out his hand like a wandering soul, hooked his shoulder, whispered: "Yunran, you tell me the truth."

Song Yunran: "?"

He Ziyou was in a complicated mood. He was gossiping and angrily asked: "Do you love him that much?"