After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

A simple and straightforward "I don't" exploded countless splashes in the comment area.

It is the first time that everyone has met with fans asking for an increase in the treatment of artists and the company pretending to be dead.

Suddenly, all kinds of comments came out.

Netizen: [Have the ability to make all Ningdong apps and games have built-in movie ads. 】

Song Yunran: [...I really forgot! Thanks for reminding, you are a kind and good person. 】

Netizen: [My dear son, mother is really afraid that you won't make it back. 】

Song Yunran: [Don't talk nonsense, my mother is not worried. 】

Netizen: [Will I personally return to the commentary, is it so idle to be the president? 】

Song Yunran: [Otherwise I will grab the driver's steering wheel? 】

On the way home from the company, Song Yunran was scanning Weibo, occasionally choosing a few interesting replies.

He pointed out that instead of paying the online promotion expenses to the marketing company to make money, he might as well go into the battle and create the topic himself and openly advertise the movie.

Sure enough, soon someone posted the whole replies to the entertainment forums other than Weibo for everyone's entertainment.

The forum quickly built high-rise buildings, and enthusiastically focused on topics such as "Is Song Yunran a comedian", "What on earth did "Happy New Year" give Xinghe? "Or Qin Ke gave Song Yunran a gu" and so on. Discuss, discuss several hot posts in a row.

Before long, the most popular marketing account moved these fun discussions back to Weibo, which perfectly realized the export to domestic sales, and also successfully put "Happy and White" on the hot search.

Seeing this result, Song Yunran couldn't help but feel happy.

It is worthy of me, he, a mediocre little business genius.

When I put down the phone, the kitchen also heard the sound of my aunt starting to cook.

Song Yunran suddenly Naohu today is the day Qin Ke was discharged from the hospital.

He still went into the kitchen and said, "Auntie, let's make two more dishes today."

The aunt turned her head and asked, "Is He Ziyou coming? Then I just bought fresh lobster, so let's cook his favorite baked shrimp with cheese."

"It's not He Ziyou, it's..."

Song Yunran paused for a moment, and for a moment did not know how to introduce Qin Ke.

To say that he is a company entertainer is too much. To say that he is a lifesaver, seems to be too solemn; I can't say that it is his son, the aunt may have heard it.

In the end, Song Yunran's Adam's apple rolled and said blankly, "It's a friend of mine."

He said this sentence with a slight tremor at the end, and he didn't know what was awkward.

Fortunately, the aunt didn’t care, she just asked, “Then what kind of food does your friend like?”

Where does Song Yunran know what Qin Ke likes to eat?

He frowned impatiently: "It would be nice to invite him to dinner, and he will pick and choose which round."

Aunt:"……"

Is this a friend or an enemy? She doesn’t know much about Lu Wei.

Song Yunran turned around and left the kitchen, then turned back within two seconds: "But he is still recovering from his injuries, so let's be light."

When he came downstairs, Song Yunran took a deep breath, and then only gently pressed the doorbell.

The door quickly opened from the inside.

Qin Ke was tall and stood there blocking the light in the room, casting a shadow on Song Yunran.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he asked softly: "Why are you here?"

Song Yunran couldn't help feeling proud when he met his gaze.

Look at this overjoyed look, fortunately he arrived in time, otherwise Qin Ke would not know how to solve today's dinner.

The pride in his heart is even stronger.

"That's right, my aunt accidentally made a few more dishes, and I can't finish it alone."

Song Yunran read out his heart's draft, with a relaxed surface, "It's not convenient for you to have your shoulders now, and you can't cook, so just come up and eat together."

Qin Ke hesitated and said, "But..."

Song Yunran interrupted: "Don't worry, you shouldn't be stunned and greedy] Dan said that we thought our company was abusing artists."

His words made Qin Ke's expression even more hesitant.

Song Yunran understood that many people would feel that they would not be able to reciprocate such kindness and kindness.

In fact, where is the return required?

Obviously it was Qin Ke who saved him. Everything he did today was a matter of filtering.

Song Yunran urged: "What are you doing in a daze, let's go, you are welcome."

Before the voice was over, a loud voice came from inside: "The meal is ready, come and eat."

Song Yunran felt a little bit in his heart, and squeezed in from Qin Ke, Zheng Ci Qiemu Hao Huaihuai's lazy limelight, and finally saw Xiao Ke in a gray apron, carefully carrying out a bowl of soup from the kitchen.

Xiao Ke put down the bowl and looked up to see a head sticking out of the hallway.

When he took a closer look, he realized that it was their dear Mr. Song, but for some reason, Mr. Song's eyes widened, an unbelievable expression of undue grievance.

Like a kid who has never been robbed of toys.

Xiao Ke: "?"

Song Yunran: "..."

The eyes of the two met in the air, and you came to me for several rounds, but still failed to tell the winner.

In the end, Qin Ke broke the weird silence. He said, "Xiao Ke has already made dinner."

"How can you let him cook?" Song Yunran asked, turning his head.

Xiao Ke was completely confused.

In an instant, he almost flicked through the contract, carefully studied the column of job responsibilities, and saw what he should do as an artist to help him.

Normally, it's all right. Is it because the artist is injured and can't agree with him, and he doesn't need to come to help?

Qin Ke sighed and reminded him: "He is my helper!

"...Oh, too."

Song Yunran reacted slowly, and the whole person fell into an unspeakable embarrassment.

After being quiet for a few seconds, he grabbed his hair and whispered, "That's okay, you go to dinner, I will forgive you!

He couldn't say how he felt in his heart, so he was very uncomfortable.

I felt very stupid to ask Auntie to add food, and also stupid to make up Qin Ke for dinner.

Unexpectedly, when he turned and was about to leave, Qin Ke stopped him: "I'll go with you."

Song Yunran stopped: "How can this work, Xiao Ke is ready to cook."

He spoke very politely, but his tone couldn't resist a subtle rise.

"Hold on."

Qin Ke walked over, whispered a few words to Xiao Ke who was still in the same condition, and walked back and said, "Okay, I'll let him pack it and take it home, so I can just accompany his girlfriend."

Song Yunran didn't even know that Xiao Ke had a girlfriend. He took a few steps back and nodded slowly when he saw that Xiao Ke who could leave work early was clearing the table with joy.

"All right."

It was not the first time Qin Ke came to Song Yunran's house, but it was the first time that Song's aunt was present.

He changed his shoes, walked straight into the kitchen, and said to the busy aunt in his hands: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Auntie is a hearty person. She smiled and waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I was the one who grew up watching him. How can it be troublesome for his friend to come here as a guest."

Qin Ke also smiled, his eyes swept over the ingredients that were just prepared in the kitchen, and the corners of his lips formed a deeper arc.

He came to the living room, sat down, and stared at Song Yunran, who was playing with his mobile phone, for a while, and then suddenly asked, "It's not that Auntie has done too much food, can't you finish it?"

"..." Song Yunran raised his head blankly, "I asked you why, but I didn't ask you to do it."

Qin Ke laughed in a low voice, and talked about the business: "I have seen the promotion of "Happy and White".

"Very awesome, isn't it? Actually, I got inspiration from Ning Dong's previous product promotion. Anyway, this is not the first time they did it. Why can't I use it to promote Galaxy Investment films."

Qin Ke looked down at him and asked softly, "I'm not afraid of accidents. The final screening results are not as good as expected?"

Song Yunran replied to a comment from a netizen before saying: "I have watched the film. Unless the audience is blind this time, there will never be an accident."

The production level of "Happy Events" is there, no matter whether it is in the past or in this life, there is no change.

What's more, Qin Ke's acting skills are better than before. He dared to pat his chest to guarantee that after the movie was released, he would only win more box office from his previous life.

"But..."

Song Yunran changed his conversation and looked at his mobile phone and said, "This is the first time that Ning Dong has done such a large-scale publicity campaign across the country. Dad is so kind to you, are you particularly moved?"

Qin Ke looked at him meaningfully: "I need to be touched? Isn't it because you are afraid of being thrown into the marriage, so you are eager to grow up and feel like Chang Jun?

Song Yunran paused at his fingertips, and was caught off guard by being exposed.

He unwillingly fought back: "But after all, what is being promoted is your movie. Don't take advantage of it and still be unsatisfied."

Qin Kelai Shuangmanban Niu has the right way to thank you. "

Song Yunran's non-existent tail curled up, and his heart was utterly teachable.

He was happy, and suddenly he swiped into the comment area and a prickly content appeared.

This netizen spoke quite to his heart: [I can tell it, this is the treatment only for a son. 】

Pretty! Have a vision!

Song Yunran pressed the screen hard, and it was not enough to give the other person a thumbs up. After a little thought, he forwarded the comment directly and typed a line happily: [You found this all. 】

Click to send, and within two minutes, the new comment was covered by a question mark.

Among the vast question marks, one of the few Lun Qiao writers Hua Lu gave their own Lu Xi

[Is this the legendary mockery? 】

[The fact that I thought Qin Ke was Xinghe's son is already well known. 】

Song Yunran was dissatisfied with everyone's response, feeling that they did not realize their deep meaning.

He thought for a moment, glanced at Qin Ke warily, and sat a little further away in silence.

Qin Ke: "?"

Song Yunran looked upright: "You play for a while, I have business to do."

After speaking, he switched to the trumpet skillfully, clicked into the halo group, and asked if Mei Zheng could understand his true intentions.

The CP fans have been stunned by sugar in the past few days. At this moment, they are in a state of oversatisfaction, and their words are full of numb joy.

[Be low-key, please. 】

[The little couple is Ai Xiu, they are simply convinced. 】

[Why don't you get married after all this, can I travel for nine dollars? 】

Song Yunran: "..."

This is not what he said. He lowered his head, blushed and quickly flipped through the chat records, feeling frustrated, and found that some things still had to be done by himself.

So his female high school student personality went online, typing and asking: [Have you seen Song Yunran's new Weibo? It turns out that he is Qin Ke's father! No wonder I always think they are a father-son bureau! 】

For some reason, the group suddenly became quiet for ten seconds.

Song Yunran blinked in confusion, why didn't everyone talk anymore?

After waiting for a few more seconds, someone finally replied: [Xiao eleven, don’t believe me, of course. 】

Song Yunran: [? ? ? 】

[If they are in the father-son game, then Qin Ke is definitely the father! 】

[Qin Ke is Dad+1]

[Laughs, no one really thinks that Song Yunran can be a father in front of Qin Ke, right? 】

"..."

Song Yunran threw away the phone, feeling numb inside.

Leave the group and forget it.

The author has something to say: CP fans are rebellious and hurt Mr. Song's heart