The movie king also has to be called daddy [Entertainment circle]

"How is it possible?! Isn't he quite rich? Living in such a high-end villa, how can he have no money?" Ling Xi bent down to pick up the buns and wondered if his father didn't check clearly.

But after thinking about it, his father would never be more sloppy than him in financial matters, and it was not up to him, a layman, to question him.

"The villa has changed hands, and he is only renting it now. There is indeed a lot of money in the account, but all the money has been transferred. As for the whereabouts, it will take time to find out. In short, there is not much money for us to use."

Ling Jianguo crossed his fingers and tightened them tightly. He looked up at his son with a serious expression, which showed that he was not joking.

Ling Xi put down the steamed stuffed bun, stared at the specks of dust on the white dough, and became dazed.

He checked the Internet last night, and this kind of time travel has only appeared in novels, and there is no such case in real life.And it is extremely rare even in novels to travel back and forth after time travel, not to mention that his father's body has been floating in the Pacific Ocean for a day and a night, and he can basically be declared dead.

He reckoned that the police would inform him of the news in the next two days. It was basically impossible to find people in a sea, and no one would do such a stupid thing.

There is only one way now...

"You..." Ling Xi licked his lips, feeling his throat was sticky, and lowered his eyes to avoid Ling Jianguo's sight, "Have you ever made a will?"

It was embarrassing to ask.

He didn't intend to covet his father's money, but when he said it, it was easy to be misunderstood.

Ling Jianguo tightened his grip on both hands, and his eyes froze for a second before looking at him with a frown.

Ling Xi's heart tightened, and he took it for granted that his father must be angry.Also, if a person is still alive and asked about his will by his children, everyone will be angry.

He hurriedly explained: "What I mean is, use your inheritance to terminate the contract. I don't want your money, not a penny."

Ling Jianguo still didn't speak, but looked at his eyes more and more deeply, and after a while he replied in a deep voice: "There is no will, all my money is yours."

Ling Xi lowered her head, unable to tell what it was like.Money is such a good thing, when it comes to their father and son, it is like paper stuck between them, hazy and impenetrable.

"But..." Ling Jianguo coughed dryly, indicating that his next words were more important, "However, it takes two years to declare death due to accidental disappearance. That is to say, two years later, the inheritance of the inheritance can be considered."

"..." Ling Xi didn't study law, but he knew that the legal affairs of the "Xifan" Group were masters of law from the University of Political Science and Law.

So, what his father meant was that for the past two years, their father and son had to earn money in the entertainment industry to support themselves.The wealth accumulated in the past is like a golden mountain, which can only be seen but not touched when it stands two years away.

Moreover, his father still can't terminate the contract, he has to fulfill the contract with the brokerage company like the original Han Ge.

"No, what about your company? You are the president!" Ling Xi remembered that the "Xifan" group founded by his father was booming. Without the leader, wouldn't it be doomed?

This sentence can be regarded as poking at Ling Jianguo's weakness.

From time travel to now, his performance has been fairly calm, but when he mentioned the company, he showed a heartbroken expression, and said quite angrily: "The company's board of directors will change the legal person, it is probably Lao Liu, and Liu Dewang will manage it on his behalf. This kid , people are okay, but their memory is not good, so I need to remind you of everything."

After sighing for a while, Ling Jianguo looked at the ceiling and sighed: "Don't count on the company, I'm not here, maybe they will go bankrupt in a few months..."

"..." Ling Xi wanted to say "I can't", but after taking a look at his father's expression, he changed his words again: "Without you, it will definitely not be better."

Ling Jianguo seemed to be appeased, his complexion improved, and he even made a rare joke to his son, and said with a smile: "I asked Xiaoyu, and the contract was terminated for about 1000 million. You have been in this business for three years. How much? I heard that celebrities spend tens of millions a year, so if you want me to leave, why don't you lend me some?"

After Ling Xi drank the porridge, he was already a little feverish, but when he heard his father's words, his whole body became dry.

He is actually not good at lying, and he doesn't like lying to friends, colleagues, or even strangers.

In this life, almost all the lies were told to Ling Jianguo.

"I don't like daddy, I hate daddy."

"I'm not hungry, I'm going to school."

"I have something to do in the evening, so I won't come back for dinner."

"I just like to be a star, I just like to be chased by fans, don't worry about me."

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Now, he also made up a reason that sounds good: "My money...is all invested, and I can't get it out for the time being."

Ling Jianguo didn't say anything, he seemed to be a little happy, his eyes sparkled, and he said calmly: "Your work is not in vain, you know that money makes money."

"..." Ling Xi twitched her lips.

Just as he was about to ask about Ling Jianguo's falling into the water, his cell phone rang, an unfamiliar landline number.

He swallowed, feeling a hint of premonition in his heart.This call is probably the official announcement.

From the next moment, his father's disappearance was no longer a private matter between them, and everyone who should know would know.

The time has come to test their acting skills, and there is no room for mistakes.

When Ling Xi answered the phone, Ling Jianguo stared at his son without blinking.As if finally finding a chance to take a good look at him, from top to bottom, I watched it several times.

Look at his short and black hair for a while, look at his sharp-edged face for a while, and see his slightly wrinkled brows for a while...

"I have to go to the Public Security Bureau, and I probably have to go to your company. For such a big matter, it is impossible for relatives not to come forward." Ling Xi stood up and straightened her clothes. "You just wait at home. I will come back tomorrow." come over."

Ling Jianguo also stood up, followed Ling Xi, and sent him out the door in silence.

When he arrived at the Public Security Bureau, the police roughly told him what happened. It was reported by the person in charge of the travel company. Ling Jianguo did not bring anyone around him on this trip, saying that he went to relax alone.

Ling Xi tried her best to pretend to be shocked and sad, lest the hot-eyed policeman be suspicious.

After finishing his work here, he went to the headquarters of the "Xifan" Group without stopping.Sure enough, the news had already reached the company, and the board of directors meeting was held tomorrow morning. If there is no accident, it is indeed that vice president Liu who took over.

All of Ling Jianguo's subordinates were extremely sad, and they came to shake hands with Ling Xi one by one, expressing their best wishes, and hoping that the boss would come back soon.

There are also a few middle-level cadres who want to climb up but are not very sensible. When they came up, they said "sorry and change", and were dragged away by their superiors, and the atmosphere was awkward.

Ling Xi hasn't come to his father's office for a long time, and sat alone in it for a while, and the others tactfully didn't bother him.

The office is large, but not luxurious.The mahogany table that has been used for more than ten years is full of documents, and the thermos cup is still in the old place. The tea stains inside remind the person who opened it that it is an old antique.

The computer was an old model a few years ago, and his father was not very good at digital office. He wrote everything he could write by hand and handed it to the secretary to print it out.

There wasn't even a speck of dust on the desk. Presumably someone cleaned it every day, but Ling Jianguo didn't like others touching his things. There was a stack of documents on the left and a stack on the right. What should be messed up was still messed up.

Next to the pen holder stood a cheap plastic photo frame, another antique.

Ling Xi held the photo frame in her hand and stared at it for a while.In the photo, a family of three smiles so sweetly. The young man and woman are sitting close together, holding a baby less than one year old. The baby is wearing crotch pants, as if to tell everyone his gender.

People in that era wanted to have boys.The joy his birth brought to the young parents can be seen from the two pairs of shining eyes in the photo.

Tomorrow, this office will be taken over by others, and it is inevitable to redecorate it.

Ling Xi scanned around and found nothing worth taking away.So holding the vacuum flask in one hand and the photo frame in the other, he took a last look at this office, where his father had been busy for half his life.

Then close the door and leave.

When Ling Xi returned home with two old antiques in her arms, she seemed to be an old antique herself, and her heart was heavy.

The past life is destined to be gone forever, and both of them have to start looking forward. For now, the most important thing is to help his father adapt to life in the entertainment industry as soon as possible.

He doesn't need to act exactly like Han Ge, but he has to forget the past from the bottom of his heart and accept his new identity.

It's not easy, and it's not easy for anyone.

After stuffing the photo frame into the deepest part of the cabinet, Ling Xi decided to take a shower, check Weibo and go to sleep.

After a day of acting outside, my mind was in a mess. It turned out that it was much more tiring to pretend to be sad than to be really sad.

Fortunately, he didn't announce his real identity in the circle at the beginning, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Ling Xi didn't plan to inform the relatives in his father's hometown, and everything would be decided after two years.

After taking a shower and lying comfortably on the sofa, Ling Xi turned on the TV casually.He doesn't like to watch TV dramas very much, and usually plays with his mobile phone, just turning it on to make a background sound, making the house more lively.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was opened, it happened to meet the face of actor Yan Hua.Ling Xi has also heard about this drama. It is the costume drama that continues to be the most discussed on Weibo, and it is a fairy tale type.

Yan Hua played the son of a god who looks like Pan'an and has a tortuous life experience. The first [-] episodes are played in his true colors, which is very cold.But in the next ten episodes, another style was played.

At this time, the face on the screen was stroking a deer with a lowered head and a smile. Although the smile disappeared in just a moment, it was really amazing.

Ling Xi glanced at it, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart.It turned out that he could laugh, but when he laughed, he looked like a normal person.

Then he picked up the remote control and changed the channel. After all, he was the person he hated the most, and he didn't want to increase the ratings for him for a second.

Opened Weibo, and looked at my homepage first. Sure enough, there were more sunspots than fans, and everyone was still filled with righteous indignation over the video edited last time.

As usual, Ling Xi chose to ignore it after taking a few deep breaths.It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that he understands that he needs to wait for the time to clear up his grievances.

Then I remembered the original Korean song. I didn't pay much attention to his reputation before, but now I don't care.

From then on, Han Ge was his father, and his father was Han Ge.

However, Ling Jianguo doesn't like to follow the trend, and he can't even use WeChat smoothly, let alone Weibo.

Ling Xi reckoned that in the future he would not only have to take care of his own Weibo, but also take care of his father's Weibo by the way. Thinking about it made him feel tired.

If the group of "pigeons" and "porridge" who were arguing all day long knew that he was managing the two accounts, they would probably have the intention of killing him.

The author has something to say: Pigeon: Your idol has to call me Dad Dad!

porridge:……