Rebirth of the little overlord in the entertainment industry

Ye Nianning and Ye Qinglin argued about the toffee issue for 10 minutes, and finally it was the takeaway that calmed them down.

"I won't tell you anymore, hum!" Ye Nianning took out the contents of the takeaway bag and put them on the desk, picked up a hamburger and started to eat it.

Ye Qinglin looked at his back, rubbed his temples with a headache, "you eat, I'm going to a meeting."

Ye Nianning ignored him, and he stood up after he went out the door, holding a hamburger in one hand and a Coke in the other, and slowly followed behind him.

Ye Qinglin noticed something, turned around and saw Ye Nianning standing not far behind him.Although he was full of doubts, he didn't ask, because everyone was waiting for him in the meeting room, so he couldn't waste any more time, so he walked into the meeting room quickly.

Seeing Ye Qinglin enter the conference room, Ye Nianning pulled up a chair and sat at the door of the conference room. Although he was indeed very angry with Ye Qinglin just now, anger comes from anger, and he still has to follow his brother. His anger and his brother's life Compared with safety, he still knows which is more important.

After finishing the hamburger quickly, he ran to the office and brought the bag of things. While eating, he kept complaining in his heart, even if he told him that his brother would be in danger today, But he didn't tell him what kind of danger his brother would encounter, so in his opinion, telling or not telling is actually the same.

If you don't tell him, he must still be sleeping at home, or sleeping soundly.

And if you tell him this, he will keep thinking wildly, for fear that his brother will die if he doesn't pay attention.

"Ugh!"

Ye Nianning let out a series of long sighs, he looked at the food in his hand, for some reason, he suddenly lost his appetite.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

The phone rang a few times, Ye Nianning took out the phone and looked at it, it was Yan An who sent him a WeChat message, asking if he wanted to have dinner together at noon.

(Baby): My dear, I’m sorry, I’m going to be with my brother today, you can eat by yourself, remember to eat well!What.jpg

(Future Husband): Huh?Don't eat with me again... You haven't been with me for several days... I feel wronged.jpg

(Baby): Husband~ Just feel wronged again, okay?I really have something important to do today, and I will definitely make it up to you when this thing is over!

(Future Husband): Well, then it’s settled, and you must remember to compensate me!

(Baby): Mmmmm!

(Future Husband): I'm going to do a ward round now, let's not talk for now, remember to eat well.love you.jpg

(Baby): Hurry up and get busy, I will take care of myself, you should also take care of yourself, don't be too tired! ! !

(Future Husband): Mmmmm!

After finishing the chat with Shi Yanan, Ye Nianning finally felt a little better. He stood up, threw all the rubbish into the nearby trash can, and then returned to sit on the chair.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, just as Ye Nianning was about to fall asleep on the floor, the door of the meeting room was opened. He opened his eyes dimly when he heard the sound, only to find that he was sleeping on the chair in a particularly strange position. , He put one foot on the edge of the chair, one foot stretched out, and two hands crossed his chest. If he hadn't woken up, he would have slowly slipped to the ground in this strange posture later.

He stretched out his hands to the back of his neck and pinched it lightly, and when Ye Qinglin came out, he took the chair and followed behind him.

When he was about to reach the office, Ye Qinglin stopped suddenly, then turned his head and looked at Ye Nianning strangely, "Are you short of money?"

"No! How could I be short of money!"

"Then why do you keep following me? I don't lack bodyguards."

"Don't worry about it, I'm going to follow you today anyway!"

Ye Nianning pushed open the door of the office, put the chair in, then turned around and walked behind Ye Qinglin.

Ye Qinglin frowned, really couldn't understand his operation.

"Okay, okay, I've convinced you."

Ye Qinglin walked into the office, put all the materials and contracts from the meeting just now into a drawer, locked the drawer, and then took out a bunch of car keys from another drawer, "Let's go, get the toffee first."

"it is good!"

When Ye Nianning heard this, he immediately became excited. He really hadn't seen Toffee for a long time. According to a rough calculation, it was probably more than two months. I don't know if Toffee missed him...

When he arrived at Song Ziqian's house, Song Ziqian was cooking. Seeing them coming, he decided to cook two more dishes.

"The toffee is in the innermost room. Go and see it. The drink is in the refrigerator, and the snacks are in the cabinet on the coffee table. You can take what you want. I'll continue cooking."

Song Ziqian casually explained a few words, took the spatula and walked into the kitchen again. Ye Qinglin and Ye Nianning looked at each other for a few seconds and then walked towards the kitchen. Go to the innermost room.

"toffee?"

Ye Nianning opened the door, it was a little dark inside, he first called out tentatively, and then walked into the room and turned on the light after hearing Toffee's cry.

Toffee was very excited to see him and kept circling around him.

He squatted down and hugged Toffee with his arms. After feeling that Toffee's weight had become lighter, he suddenly felt a sore nose and wanted to cry.

"Toffee, I'm sorry, I didn't mean not to come to see you. I only found out today that you were sick after surgery. If I had known earlier, I would have taken you home. I'm sorry, can you forgive me ?"

"Ahh~"

Toffee didn't understand his words, but she could also feel his emotions. It lay on his lap and kept arching into his arms, as if to comfort him.

He chuckled twice, feeling both funny and sad in his heart.

After Ye Nianning played with Toffee in the room for a while, Ye Qinglin came to ask him to eat.

Not long after he finished breakfast, he wasn't really hungry yet, but thinking that he hadn't tasted Song Ziqian's cooking, he consciously walked into the kitchen and filled himself with half a bowl of rice.

"Ziqian, your craft is good!"

As soon as Ye Nianning took a bite of the dish, his eyes shone brightly. It really wasn't him. In his opinion, the dishes made by Song Ziqian were indeed similar to those made by the chefs of those five-star restaurants outside.

Song Ziqian smiled and said: "That must be possible! I have learned it before!"

"Have you learned it? When did you learn it?" Ye Nianning looked up at him and asked curiously.

"I learned it from a chef in a restaurant in high school, and I worked there as a back kitchen assistant for a period of time during the holidays."

"That's it!"

Ye Nianning nodded, and after understanding, she lowered her head and ate quietly.

"In two days, remember to take Toffee to the hospital for another check. It should be fine, but it's been a little depressed, so please coax it." Song Ziqian looked at Ye Nianning and said.

"Well, I'll pay attention."

The atmosphere of the meal was finally no longer embarrassing, the three of them chatted for a while, and finished eating quickly.

"Nian Nian, take the toffee downstairs first, I want to talk to your brother about something."

Song Ziqian found a traction rope and handed it to Ye Nianning. Although Ye Nianning was a little worried about his brother, but Song Ziqian said so, he couldn't hold back any longer, so he had to go downstairs first with the toffee.

When entering the elevator, Ye Nianning felt that his eyelids were twitching all the time. He thought it was not good, so he stretched out his hand and kept pressing the up button.

But the elevator was already going down. If he went up, he would have to go to the first floor first. He was extremely anxious and could only pray that nothing would happen.

But things always backfired, when Ye Nianning just got out of the elevator door, he heard a group of people discussing there.

"It's on fire! It's on fire! Call 119!"

"Hey, whose house is that?"

"It seems to be Xiao Song's house! 1234...is Xiao Song's house, on the 8th floor!"

"Did you call 119?"

"Is Xiao Song at home or not?"

"Here! I met him at the entrance of the community an hour ago to buy vegetables!"

Discussions continued one after another, and when Ye Nianning heard the words "fire", "Xiao Song" and "eighth floor", he felt the blood in his body cool down rapidly.

He kept pressing the elevator, but after waiting for two seconds, he felt impatient. He let Toffee bite the leash, said "Toffee wait for me" to it, and quickly ran to the stairs.

Three steps and two steps, I wish I could have a pair of wings.

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This is the rhythm that is about to end, and it is finally finished!

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