Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

After Song Ran got home, she closed the bedroom door, drew the curtains, and then took out the kraft paper file box.

He stared at the kraft paper file box, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the box. Inside the box was a thick stack of old documents. The paper was thin and yellowed, and it was very old.

Song Ran picked up the stack of documents and looked through them one by one. There was no sensitive content in it. It was nothing more than some early materials of the Song Group.

It was a thirteen-page quarterly meeting minutes, and in the third paragraph of the seventh page, there was a sentence: "Regarding the transfer of the XXX project, Director Song Min raised objections, and was willing to use 5% of the shares in his hand as well. 1.75% of the group's shares are traded, Director Song Min is one of the founders of the group, and his opinion has been unanimously valued by the board of directors..."

Song Min was the name of Song Ran's biological father.

Song Ran stared at the line of words for a long time, then let out a breath slowly, and read the meeting minutes over and over again several times.

In fact, there is nothing special about this meeting minutes, it is just a quarterly meeting of the Song Group in the early years, and that project was only a small project, but this sentence means an extremely important thing—Song Min, that is, Song Ran's father is one of the founders of the Song Group and owns 35% of the shares of the Song Group.

Song Ran's mind was in a mess. His father was actually one of the founders of the Song Group and owned as much as 35% of the shares, but he didn't even know about it!

Even though he was only three years old when his parents died and didn't understand anything, why didn't Song Qingshuang's parents, that is, Song Gang and Bai Wenxin, tell him?

They only told themselves that Song Gang and Song Min met in the army and had a lifelong friendship. After the reform and opening up, Song Gang went to sea to do business and founded the Song Group. Song Min and his wife used to be senior consultants of the group, but they never told Himself, Song Min is one of the founders of the Song Group and also owns 35% of the shares.

Song Ran held the document tightly, thinking about everything carefully, her heart gradually became cold, why did Song Gang and Bai Wenxin hide all this?Could it be...they want to seize the opportunity to seize the 35% of the shares?

But if they want to seize the shares, why should they take themselves back to the Song family, take care of them carefully, and be kind?

Why?Song Ran's heart was in a mess, he tried his best to recall those things from his childhood, and what Song Gang and Bai Wenxin said to him.

By the way, once before I went to bed, Aunt Bai covered herself with a quilt, stuffed herself with a plush puppy, and then asked with a smile: "Xiao Ran, did your parents leave some Company documents? If you have any, you must tell your aunt, it is very important."

I shook my head blankly: "Aunt Bai, I don't know."

Aunt Bai looked at herself deeply for a while, her loving eyes were like a falcon, as if she was judging whether she was lying or not, then she smiled and said: "It's fine if you don't know, if Xiaoran thinks about it later, she must tell Auntie."

Song Ran recalled those details, and gradually had a bold idea.

Maybe... Maybe my parents still have an important document in their hands, a document about the 35% shares. If I can inherit these shares, I will have a pivotal position in the Song Group, and Song Gang and Bai Wenxin may I thought I knew the existence of this document, so I adopted myself, quietly tested myself, and kept softening myself...

It's all calculations.

Song Ran closed his eyes, only feeling the throbbing pain in the blood vessels in his temples. He rubbed his temples vigorously, thinking hard, if Song Gangbai Wenxin's original intention of adopting him was for those shares, then the death of his parents, That is, the robbery and murder case, was it an accident, or... a murder?

And does Song Qingshuang know all this?

… Most of them don't know that Song Qingshuang was not yet born when her parents were killed, and Song Qingshuang was only in her teens when Song Gang and Bai Wenxin were involved in a car accident.

Although Song Qingshuang later turned into a white-eyed wolf, the brotherhood between them when they were young should be real. Song Qingshuang was arrogant and arrogant, so it was impossible for her to have such deep scheming and deceive herself for so many years since she was a child.

Song Ran unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and began to ponder another question - if her parents had such an important document in their hands, which was related to the 35% shares of the Song Group, where would they put the document?

He tried his best to recall the things when he was a child, but those things were too long after all, and his memory was very blurred. He only remembered that his parents seemed to be very busy all the time. In order to raise some projects, he even sold his house, but he was too young at that time , I don't understand what my parents are busy with.

Thinking about it now, the Song Group was just a small company when it was first established. It had a very difficult time, and the parents sold their property to maintain the company's operations.

Now that the house has been sold, where will that document be kept?

Song Ran was fascinated by recalling the past, when he suddenly heard a "meow~", a fluffy thing jumped onto his knee, and arched him with its small head.

Song Ran was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head to see that Xiao Hei was looking at him curiously with a pair of round green eyes, and then let out a "meow~".

"Hey, why did you run into brother's room? Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to enter the bedroom!" Lin Feiyu scolded and hurriedly chased him in.

Xiao Hei turned his head to look at Lin Feiyu, and let out a very aggrieved "meow~", as if complaining, obviously you let me in.

"Troublemaker!" Lin Feiyu hugged Xiao Hei from Song Ran's arms, patted it lightly, and glanced at the documents on the table, "Brother, are you still busy?"

"It's nothing, I've almost finished reading one of the company's project documents." Song Ran lied casually, and put the stack of documents into the file box as if nothing had happened.

Lin Feiyu glanced at the file box, then hugged Song Ran from behind, and rubbed against Song Ran in a fawning manner: "Brother, I checked the weather forecast, and the weather will be very good tomorrow, shall we go shopping? I heard that MH has a lot of new summer styles. , I want to buy a few shirts, which will look great with the suit jacket you gave me and the black diamond watch."

Where do I have the leisure to go shopping?Song Ran rubbed her temples with a headache, and didn't even bother to complain about the suit jacket, so she just casually said: "I've been busy recently, Xiaoyu, you should ask a friend out."

Lin Feiyu who was behind him didn't say a word, but hugged his two slender and strong arms tightly, and rubbed his soft and warm lips on the side of Song Ran's neck, and said in a low voice, "Then brother, can you kiss me? kind."

Song Ran pushed him away dumbfounded: "Xiao Yu, don't do this."

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, and immediately felt aggrieved: "Brother, you clearly know that I like you, and you said you would consider it, but it's been so long, you don't go boating, you don't go shopping, and you still refuse to go. Let me kiss! You are just perfunctory!"

Dear uncle!Song Ran was so angry and funny, the little bastard was really spoiled by him, he could speak without restraint, and he seemed plausible, as if he owed him 500 million!

However, due to Lin Feiyu's coquettish nonsense, Song Ran's gloomy mood improved a lot, so he got up and said, "Okay, let's not talk about it, I'm a little hungry, what's for dinner?"

Hearing that Song Ran was hungry, Lin Feiyu immediately said: "I bought a lot of ingredients in the afternoon, and I also made meatballs and shrimp dumplings. Let's have hot pot tonight?"

"Okay, eat hot pot." Song Ran nodded, feeling a little relieved in his heart. Although Lin Feiyu gave him a headache, it did make him feel very warm and caring at certain times.

Lin Feiyu's hands and feet were very nimble, and he got things ready in a short while, and then pulled Song Ran to sit down beside the tea table.

The small hot pot was bubbling, and the hot aroma was overflowing. Lin Feiyu babbled while poking meatballs and green bamboo shoots in it.

"Brother, this house is too small now, there is no dining table, and we can only eat on the coffee table. I plan to buy a big house next year, get two kitchens, one Chinese style and one Western style, and I will leave a room for a fireplace. It is used to eat soup pots in winter, there is also an outdoor garden, and a barbecue grill, brother, don’t you like grilled chicken wings the most..."

Lin Feiyu was beaming with joy, and made another meatball for Song Ran: "Brother, try this meatball. I've been chopping the stuffing for a long time. It's especially Q-bomb. By the way, where did I just say that? Well, say To buy a big house..."

The meatballs were indeed very tender and soft. Song Ran almost swallowed his tongue. The so-called cannibalism is soft, so he nodded and said: "Okay, Xiaoyu will earn a lot of money in the future and buy a big house."

Lin Feiyu said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, what I said is true! "Prey" may win foreign awards, and "Sword in the Snow" also won a lot of box office dividends. I also plan to become a director of the group. If you buy a big house, you can also raise your brother.”

Song Ran thought disapprovingly, what's so good about a big house? I've lived in the Song family's old house for so many years, and I don't think it's any better. It's better during the day, but it's scary quiet at night. Sleeping alone, tsk tsk.

He thought so in his heart, but said: "Yes, Xiaoyu will soon be able to buy a big house, um, this sliced ​​lotus root is delicious..."

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, and couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. My brother is always like this, perfunctory himself like a child, and my brother doesn't seem to have any concept of money. Although he is not very rich, he is willing to buy himself a 10,000+ black diamond watch. But he didn't even blink his eyes at his millions of bonuses, as if he didn't feel how powerful he was.

Alas, it feels like all my hard work was in vain.

It would be great if I could make my brother realize that I am very capable and reliable... However, although my brother is a little lazy, he is very safe in doing things and is good at fighting. How can I make my brother realize that he can rely on himself and treat himself as a man Woolen cloth?

The last time I designed to drive away Xu Yuxuan, my brother was very angry. Fortunately, I met a group of crazy fans in the movie theater. I deliberately smashed my forehead, so my brother reluctantly let me go. Later, he was found eating tofu while his brother was sleeping. That red and swollen rose tattoo barely got past it...

My brother is a typical soft-tempered character. If something happens again, let yourself behave well, and it will be fine if you get hurt a little more. It's best to stay in the hospital for a few days.

Otherwise, set a trap and create an opportunity?

Well, forget it, it's best not to, because of Xu Yuxuan's matter and the matter of eating brother's tofu, my brother has already become wary of himself, and if he makes mistakes again, he will be in trouble. Anyway, there is no third party now, so there is no need to worry, just Let's grind on brother slowly like this first, and wait patiently for the opportunity.

Anyway, my brother loves me so much, pampering me almost bottomlessly, buying me a coat after eating tofu by myself, and carefully spraying my favorite perfume on the coat, and then sleeping under the coat.After being discovered by myself, my brother still showed that awkward expression, which is really cute.

Maybe, my brother actually likes me a little bit, but my brother is too slow to find out.

Thinking of this, Lin Feiyu's heart felt sweet, and he magnanimously stopped worrying about Song Ran's refusal to make out with him, and made a shrimp dumpling for Song Ran: "Brother, this is also delicious, try it."

……

Song Qingshuang stared at Xu Yuxuan, and said softly, "Tell me again, what is their relationship?"

Perhaps because Song Qingshuang's expression was so scary, Xu Yuxuan wrung his fingers involuntarily, obviously a little embarrassed: "Mr. Song, Brother Ran and Lin Feiyu seem to be in a relationship, but, but they didn't affect the company, right? Although they are very close, they are also quite low-key, never letting fans find out..."

"Stop talking." Song Qingshuang slowly closed her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Get out."

The sound of messy footsteps leaving in a hurry and the sound of the door closing could be heard, it was obvious that the little actor was so frightened that he almost ran away.

Song Qingshuang closed his eyes, thinking almost in a daze, he had always been indifferent and strict to his employees, even if everyone was afraid of him, he never felt that there was any problem, but now...even his elder brother is afraid of and loathes him.

The eldest brother hates himself, avoids himself, refuses to recognize himself, but is willing to fall in love with that Lin Feiyu, willingly let that Lin Feiyu fuck him...

Song Qingshuang couldn't help thinking about that phone call, thinking about Lin Feiyu's triumphant voice, thinking about Song Ran's comfortable and painful sobs, the more he thought about it, the more he felt suffocating pain, but he couldn't help but imagine himself being tortured at that time. What happened, is the eldest brother kneeling or being hugged...

He gritted his teeth, and felt a pain like a knife in his chest, as if the softest part of his heart was being bitten by the fangs of a poisonous snake... The person he had looked up to for so many years, and secretly liked for so many years , People who dare not defile at all, just let other men snatch it away so casually, and get dirty.

Song Qingshuang leaned back on the chair back slowly, looking at the ceiling with cold eyes, the matter has come to this point, a dirty mouse crawled on his most beloved and precious thin white porcelain, what he has to do now is Quietly kill the mouse without causing any damage to Baici.

Just a mouse, just an actor.