After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

"I bought a ticket to run overnight."

In the hotel room, Zhong Xiaofeng, who was led by Qin Ke from the hotel security department, said dejectedly.

He curled up in the corner of the three-seater sofa, hugging the backpack in his arms.

Just as the bodyguard first described it, his delicate face was covered with two huge dark circles, and he knew at a glance that he had suffered inhuman torture.

Qin Ke wiped his hair again and again, not wanting to comment on it for the time being.

In fact, without Qin Ke's words, Zhong Xiaofeng can support the audience alone: ​​"It's horrible, my God, is screenwriting such a terrible profession? When I wrote the script, I thought that was the limit. Nothing. Thinking of "South China Biography" makes me thoroughly understand that I was too young before."

He drank his mouth water, and continued to force: "Have you heard that Galaxy is going to make "South China Biography" a big IP. Since I got the news, I get up the first sentence every day and ask if I am worthy. Tell you I figured it out clearly, I don't deserve it, they definitely missed it."

After Qin Ke wiped his hair, he went into the bathroom and threw the used bath towels into the laundry basket. After he came out, he asked, "So you just ran away?"

"Are you going to criticize me for not being responsible? No way, I'm really under too much pressure!"

Zhong Xiaofeng grabbed his hair and said, "Look at my hairline, I will be bald if this continues! Really, if I know which **** is proposing an IP to Xiao Song, I must beat him up. pause!"

"..."

Qin Ke glanced at the phone before slowly saying, "It seems to be me."

Zhong Xiaofeng: "..."

He really didn't expect that the **** he had scolded all the way on the train was actually his friend who had fled a thousand miles.

It's a pity that what he said in reality cannot be withdrawn. He can only bite the bullet and ask: "Then the selection of "Southern China" is what you meant?"

"It's not me." Qin Ke denied.

Although if the decision was handed over to him, he would also make the same choice as Song Yunran.

"That's good, it scares me to death."

Zhong Xiaofeng said, "You don't know how much I thought just now. I thought you deceived Mr. Song with rhetoric to help me. Not only did you lie to him to buy my script, but you also lied to spend a lot of money to develop my script. I I want to be like that. Don’t you have to be jointly and severally responsible for my run, and you almost wanted to buy another station ticket and go back. Qin Ke, are you very moved after hearing this?"

Qin Ke calmly said, "It's okay."

"How can it be okay, don't you have the heart?"

Zhong Xiaofeng said dryly, and took a few more sips from the water cup, and then he was startled, "Ah, you can talk to the prince, then the news that you two have a good relationship is not a rumor?"

Qin Ke didn't know where the rumors came from, so he could only ask back while swiping his phone: "So what?"

"Don't betray me, can you let me hide here for two days?" Zhong Xiaofeng begged, "Anyway, Xiao Song will definitely not guess that I will come to you."

Qin Ke smiled, moved his fingers, and pressed WeChat voice playback.

In the next second, Song Yunran's voice sounded:

"Did Zhong Xiaofeng go looking for you? You can stabilize him, don't let him run, I will catch him on the morning flight!"

Zhong Xiaofeng's face turned pale, "Then I will go?"

"If you have something to say before you wake up, you will live in the open room first."

Qin Ke was so sleepy that he got up and opened the door to see off the guests, "Don't even want to run, I have two bodyguards, more than enough to catch you."

Zhong Xiaofeng trembled in his heart.

Damn, they are in the same group!

God always has a little sympathy for Zhong Xiaofeng.

Before dawn, a sudden torrential rain swept across the city.

The rain curtain was torn apart by the howling wind, and it not only successfully delayed Song Yunran's flight, but also forced the crew of "Jianghu Road" to suspend work.

It is rare for Qin Ke to take a day off.

In the morning, after confronting the other actors about the scene to be filmed, he recites his lines by himself for a while, and when the time is almost up, he called Zhong Xiaofeng out for dinner.

In the hotel where the crew stayed, the level of the food and beverage department was quite bad.

Qin Ke and Zhong Xiaofeng found a nearby restaurant with good reviews for lunch.

The weather today is not good, and the film and television base has lost the tourists and group performances that gathered in the past.

Most of the people who were able to come out were other crew members and even actors, so when the waiter told them that there were no private rooms, Qin Ke didn't care too much and chose a quiet position to sit down.

"Order whatever you want, I'll treat." Qin Ke handed the menu to Zhong Xiaofeng.

Zhong Xiaofeng looked through the menu carefully on the surface, but in fact he had already thought about it.

Could it be a feast?

He turned to think, who said it might be a guillotine meal?

Well, maybe this is fate.

Zhong Xiaofeng turned over the menu again from the beginning. Who told you to go to the prince’s party feathers, finish the meal honestly, and wait to be arrested and brought to justice.

Qin Ke watched Zhong Xiaofeng flip through the menus, and did not urge him, but just looked down at the message that he had just received on the phone.

Song Yunran: [Is Zhong Xiaofeng still there? 】

Qin Ke: [Hmm. The weather is bad, or you don't come, I will help you persuade him? 】

Song Yunran sat in the VIP lounge of the airport and yawned long.

Last night, he asked Assistant Tang to book the earliest flight. In order to avoid oversleeping, he used the spirit of staying up all night as an actor in his previous life and carried it until dawn.

It turned out that the flight was delayed until I arrived at the airport. I can't say whether it can fly or not today.

No matter how luxurious the waiting room is, it is just a waiting room, far more comfortable than at home.

Song Yunran and Assistant Tang sat here for a few hours, and couldn't wait for the exact flight news. The whole person was already on the verge of rampaging.

Otherwise, just go back and forget it. It is not the CEO's job to catch the screenwriter.

As soon as this thought came up, he saw the last message from Qin Ke.

Like a glass of ice water in summer, it touched his beating heart.

Looking at him, in this sentence that is neither long nor short, even the punctuation marks a filial piety that wants to share the worries for my father.

Song Yunran slowly calmed down: [Listen to Chen Jing saying that your crew is on holiday today, it's rare to have a rest, so just leave it alone. Adults’ affairs are handled by adults. Your task is to make good filming, understand? 】

Qin Ke returned a series of ellipsis.

Song Yunran curled his eyes and smiled, there is no way, a man's happiness is that simple.

He put down his phone, thought for a while and asked, "Has the high-speed rail stopped?"

Assistant Tang checked it a long time ago: "The high-speed rail tickets to that side have been sold out today, and only ordinary trains are left."

Song Yunran had lived for two lifetimes and had never taken a regular train.

He thought about it for a long while, thinking that "The Story of South China" was more important, so he nodded and said, "Then an ordinary train."

Assistant Tang hesitated and said: "Mr. Song, why don't I let the driver take you back, and I will resolve this trip on behalf of the company?"

Song Yunran disagreed: "I was wasting half a day anyway. Wouldn't it be vain to stay up all night when I go back?"

Assistant Tang: "But..."

"Stop it, where do you come from so much nonsense."

Song Yunran was resolute, "You are here for a long time. What if Zhong Xiaofeng runs away again? Hurry up and book the nearest ticket. Let's go to the train station!"

Assistant Tang made a mistake a while ago, and he is now in the stage of being careful.

Seeing that Song Yunran had made up his mind, he did not dare to disobey, so he had to go to the parking lot with Song Yunran and booked two train tickets to the film and television base.

After half an hour, Song Yunran squeezed into the crowd with a look of horror.

He finally knew why Assistant Tang wanted to persuade him, because this train only had a station ticket!

At this time, he and Assistant Tang finally found a place to stay at the junction of the two carriages.

But in front of him was the leaky car door, behind him was Assistant Tang, whose glasses almost fell off, on the left was the large luggage of an unknown passenger, and on the right were a few crying children. The whole scene was chaotic.

By the way, there was a train attendant pushing the trolley and shouting: "Give a hand, and passengers, give a hand!"

With a "pop", Song Yunran was squeezed onto the car door by the avoiding crowd.

His poor right cheek pressed against the window, his eyes staring blankly at the scenery of the retreating railroad tracks, and there was only one word in his mind.

Zhong Xiaofeng, what do you owe me here!

"Unclear."

Zhong Xiaofeng picked up a piece of ribs with chopsticks and said in pain, "I can't afford the liquidated damages stipulated in the contract at all. I may be cold."

Qin Ke didn't have the slightest surprise, but asked in a deep voice, "Do you still want to write "South China Biography"?"

Zhong Xiaofeng nodded: "Of course I do. I have conceived this story for a long time, and I find it interesting to write."

"Then finish it."

Qin Ke put down his chopsticks and wiped his hands with a towel, "It is a good thing that everyone has expectations of your story, not to mention that you also like it very much. It doesn't make sense to give it up halfway."

Zhong Xiaofeng said: "I can't do it, my friend. Xinghe has spent so much money on "The Story of South China", just like an actor who has just debuted, and there is no representative yet. Suddenly a big director came over and said, "Hey me." I want to ask you to play the leading role', who is not in fear?"

Qin Ke glanced at him silently.

Zhong Xiaofeng: "...oh, isn't this you?"

He threw the bones into the plate and continued, "But we are not the same. When you picked up "Jianghu Road" you must be confident that you could play well, but I didn't. I was stupidly put into this position. "

Qin Ke tightened his thin lips and found that Zhong Xiaofeng was simply frightened by Xinghe's trust.

Xinghe's actions seem to be unthinkable to outsiders, but in his opinion, it is a very correct choice, but he can't provide evidence, and there is no way to let Zhong Xiaofeng know that your future achievements will far exceed your imagination.

Zhong Xiaofeng was overconfident by too many crews in the four years of university.

So even if he analyzes his strengths objectively now, he will still be unbelievable.

When the conversation reached a deadlock, a guest at the next table slowly turned his head, looked around, and asked, "Are you Qin Ke, an actor from Xinghe?"

Qin Ke looked over and found that the other party was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

The man smiled honestly: "I was from Galaxy before, and my name is Fang Zhou."

When Song Yunran arrived at the hotel, he was incomprehensible.

Fortunately, when he went out in the morning, he casually took a hat and put it on his head, and lowered the brim of the hat to hide the ugly face.

In contrast, Assistant Tang was not so lucky.

He asked the front desk to borrow a paper towel, and while wiping the rain on the lens, he said, "I have notified Xiao Ke, and he will come down to pick us up right away."

Song Yunran nodded weakly, feeling very tired.

When Xiao Ke arrived at the lobby, he couldn't help but froze.

He had never seen Mr. Song and Assistant Tang in such a state of despair, and he couldn't help asking, "Did something happen on the road?"

"Don't ask." Assistant Tang said, "Hurry up and take us up."

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Song Yunran saw two muscular bodyguards guarding the door of a certain room.

He finally smiled reluctantly: "My money is really worth it. With such two bodyguards, Qin Ke must feel particularly safe."

Xiao Ke choked and explained: "Mr. Song, this is actually Zhong Xiaofeng's room."

Song Yunran: "?"

After recovering, he couldn't help feeling even more.

Qin Ke used his important bodyguard to monitor Zhong Xiaofeng, regardless of his own safety. It seemed that he was also broken for his father's career.

Just thinking about it, the door of the next room opened.

Qin Ke knew that they had arrived. He originally wanted to talk about Zhong Xiaofeng's situation, but stopped when he saw Song Yunran clearly.

Song Yunran in front of him was completely different from the usual Xiao Song.

He wore the baseball cap that Qin Ke gave before, covering his eyebrows, and the lower half of his exposed face was very poor, which perfectly reflected the hard work of being tired.

Even the T-shirt on his body was wrinkled, as if he had just finished a fight with someone, and he was still being beaten unilaterally.

Seeing him come out, Song Yunran quickly asked, "Does Zhong Xiaofeng still want to run?"

Assistant Tang was also very concerned about this issue, so he looked at it eagerly with Mr. Song.

However, Qin Ke said, "Don't worry, Fang Zhou is persuading him."

Song Yunran and Assistant Tang: "???

who?

Who is the Ark?

Ah, that terrible artist who is suitable for acting in a local drama!

Song Yunran was shocked: "You actually asked Ark to persuade him? Don't you know that he himself terminated the contract with Xinghe? No, I obviously asked you to watch Zhong Xiaofeng. Why did you still run into Ark."

"Eating out, I happened to meet him."

Qin Ke walked over and raised his hand to lift the brim of his hat, "His face is so bad, you didn't sleep last night?"

Song Yunran was stunned, and subconsciously said, "That's right."

"I'll talk about Zhong Xiaofeng later."

Assistant Tang interrupted at the right time, "Xiao Ke, I asked you to book the room in the car. First give the room card to Mr. Song and let him sleep well."

Xiao Ke replied: "The hotel has no vacancies today. If Xiao Song doesn't mind, he can go to my room to rest."

"Don't be so troublesome."

The person who answered was Qin Ke. He looked at Song Yunran who was still in a daze, and said slowly, "Go to my place."