Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

It's the end of August now, and the continuous few days of light rain has brought the temperature down to below [-] degrees. It's not cool, but it's much better than the previous high temperature.

B University has already started back to school, Song Xunnan naturally had to go back to school.

He doesn't plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and he doesn't have so many senior courses, so he can just come to school once a week.It's just that the company is busy with things, and it's inevitable that there will be times when you can't get away. Song Xunnan discussed with the instructor in advance, wrote the relevant instructions to the dean, and left the school after finishing the matter for three consecutive days.

In the past three days at B University, he was almost treated as a mascot. Anyone who met someone on the road knew him, and some people came to ask for autographs.I went to the cafeteria to grab a meal and accidentally ordered fried chicken with honeydew melon, thinking it was chicken with potatoes.Within a day, this dark dish was sold out immediately, and the uncle in the cafeteria was grinning from ear to ear.

Even on the forum, some people broadcast their itinerary in real time.Song Xunnan felt helpless when he received the post from Wen Jinran.

He's not a star, so I really don't understand what everyone is looking at.

But fortunately, there were people chatting up everywhere I went. The day passed quickly, and Song Xunnan went through the formalities as quickly as possible, and left B University without stopping.

I heard that everyone was sad for a long time after he left, and the most sad thing was the freshmen who didn't report, shouting that they couldn't see the face of the handsome boy who was an Internet celebrity.

Because of Zhou Wenshu's relationship, Song Xunnan became popular on the Internet. Although he is not a celebrity, he has more fans than many second- and third-tier stars.

The most frightening thing is that the quality of the people who follow him is too high.

Song Xunnan usually doesn't play Weibo or read private messages, so I don't know. When you open his fan list, many of them are red v yellow v blue v, and these accounts without exception have reposted Nanbei Company's "knowledge doctor" "app, the ending without exception expresses the prospect of the future.

After there were too many projects, there was a shortage of manpower. Song Xunnan asked the HR department to recruit, but many alumni from his school came to participate, and there were a few good seedlings who he had noticed when he was helping the instructors sort out the party/registration. After taking the school exam, I stayed as an intern.

Because Song Xunnan was on a business trip these days to discuss business, Secretary Zhang naturally followed him all over the place for a whole week.Now that he finally came back, Song Xunnan was looking at the documents he had sorted out.

He is in charge of the big project, and the rest of the small projects are naturally assigned to his subordinates, and he is looking at the performance at this time.

There was a project that aroused his curiosity, and Song Xunnan flipped through it: "Why would the crew want to rent our products?"

Some medical equipment is too expensive. Except for hospitals, few people buy the whole set. Leasing is also an option, which is very cost-effective for short-term users.

Sun Rongxi was sitting on the sofa opposite Song Xunnan. He was negotiating this project with Lu Yuan.In fact, there is no need for two people to do this little thing. The main thing is that Sun Rongxi has never been to a film crew. He was so curious that he wanted to go and have a look: "Well, haven't we been remaking TV series with a cyberpunk worldview in recent years? The appearance of our products It looks quite technological, so the crew rented it out for use.”

"What it looks like is what it is," Song Xunnan asked and dismissed the matter. Seeing that Sun Rongxi wanted to leave, he stopped him, "Wait a minute, the medical imaging smart glasses I mentioned to you earlier, Where did it go?"

Sun Rongxi said: "Oh, that. The database data required is too huge. I guess it will take a while for the medical experts to collect the medical plans in the whole territory. Moreover, the current medical intelligence is large in size. Compressing these technologies to a size as small as glasses is currently too difficult."

He added: "However, there must be a hunch. If it is really developed, won't we go sideways in the whole country Z? By the way, brother, why are you asking this suddenly?"

Song Xunnan shook his head: "It's nothing, you can go out first. This project will continue to follow up, if you encounter other problems, report to me."

"clear."

Seeing Sun Rongxi leave the office, Song Xunnan sat on the swivel chair and turned half a circle, looking at the French windows behind him.

The reason why he suddenly asked this was because he asked Wen Heng about the official exhibition that night.Wen Heng did know a lot, but at that time many products had already been finalized, and it was still a fight between gods and gods, Song Xunnan had no way to intervene.But Wen Heng told himself a very important thing, the higher-ups intend to release some products to the military.

Song Xunnan immediately thought of the product he and Sun Rongxi were developing. Transplanting the medical image analysis technology they are good at into portable glasses can greatly improve the efficiency of military doctors' diagnosis and save time in saving lives.

It's a pity that the glasses are just a prototype now, and there are no samples.

Sure enough, he was still too impatient. With the company's current strength, it would not be possible to develop such a product overnight.

Song Xunnan sat on the chair and turned around and around, sighing as he turned. When the knock on the door sounded, he realized how naive his behavior was, so he quickly stopped and gave a fake cough, with a serious face.

"Please come in."

It was the front desk lady who opened the door and came in. She smiled professionally at Song Xunnan, but the smile seemed far-fetched: "Mr. Song, the front desk has received a lot of gifts for you. Please sign for them."

Song Xunnan subconsciously thought that it was Song Hengxuan who sent it again, and said "I don't accept it".

Unexpectedly, the lady at the front desk shook her head: "It's not Mr. Song, you'll know after looking at it."

Then she moved sideways, revealing the cart behind her with a mountain of presents on it.

"This..." Song Xunnan couldn't fix this, he pointed to the gift mountain, and then pointed to himself, "It's all for me?"

The lady at the front desk forced a smile and nodded, who knows what it was like for her to receive a gift this morning and receive a breakdown: "You don't seem to know how popular you are on the Internet now, fans like you, and it's okay to send you some gifts." It's nothing new."

Song Xunnan walked out of the office, stood in front of the cart that couldn't get in the office door, and couldn't laugh or cry: "So, it was all given by fans on the Internet?"

At this time, many people had gathered at the door of the office, looking at the gift cart with curiosity and shock.

Seeing the front desk nodding, Song Xunnan calmed down and said, "Can't I return it? I don't get rewarded for nothing. What should I do with their gifts?"

"Mr. Song, this is difficult to do." The receptionist declined politely.

Song Xunnan knew that he could only accept it, so he waved everyone to disperse quickly: "Okay, don't watch the excitement, and go to your work."

The cart couldn't get in, so Song Xunnan spent a little effort to move all these gifts to the office.Looking at the mountain of gifts on the ground, he was a little lost in thought, and squatted down to try to dismantle one.

Inside turned out to be a hand-crocheted doll, ugly and cute.Song Xunnan flicked the doll's head, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "What is this hook, why is it so ugly."

As he spoke, he went to get the card in the box.

"Baby Nannan, I like you so much. Do you like the gift I gave you? It's the first time I learned to do handicrafts. I wanted to make something interesting, so I made you. Don't you really want to..." He read Pausing here, the slender pupils slightly widened, revealing a touch of astonishment, which seemed a little cute.

This is him?This ugly thing turned out to be me? !

Song Xunnan squeezed the doll in his hand, trying to convince himself that this thing is cute after looking at it for a long time.

Other gifts are miscellaneous, all kinds.Generally, the gifts received by artists are checked in advance, but Song Xunnan is not an artist, and this is the first time he encounters this situation, and the front desk doesn't know how to deal with it, so he took them all over.

Song Xunnan looked at the presents here and felt a little funny.

When I was the young master of the Song family, I often received gifts, which were far more delicate and precious than these.But Song Xunnan knew that those were just human relations. Although the things were good, they were all the same, and there was nothing worth nostalgic about. He left them all in the Song family back then, and took nothing away.

These things were not precious enough, some were even just a simple postcard and a few words of thanks, but they had far more emotional value than those expensive gifts.

He took a photo and posted it on the Internet to thank the netizens, and at the same time stated that he should not send it anymore. After all, the company is an office, and the front desk lady would be very embarrassed.

After sending out, he was thinking about how to move everything home, and then he saw the biggest gift box at the bottom.In fact, he had noticed this gift a long time ago, but only now saw the brand logo.

"Lego? Did you give me the puzzle?" Song Xunnan was puzzled, thinking that it wasn't cheap, and opened the gift box.

The drawings inside made him startled, and then frowned.

He owns this plane, and if he remembers correctly, the model of this plane has been out of production for many years.

Who would give him a toy that was discontinued more than ten years ago?

Song Xunnan vaguely had an answer in his heart, and this answer made him become silent.

A pair of long, narrow and cold black eyes stared straight at the unfinished airplane model.He seemed to see himself when he was a child, and Song Hengxuan at that time.

Many years ago, Song Xunnan forgot some details.

He has a good memory, but he was sick before, and some seemingly good memories have gradually dissipated in the grinding day after day, and he can no longer remember the mood at that time, and the scene at that time, leaving only a blank .

Song Xunnan squatted on the ground, his fingers holding the gift box were clenched tightly.He didn't stand up until his legs started to go numb, and sneered a moment later.

Song Hengxuan, he gave it to you, right?

Just as Secretary Zhang was about to return to his office, he saw Song Xunnan coming out from the side, holding a gift box in his hand, striding towards the elevator.

"President Song." Secretary Zhang called out.

Song Xunnan seemed to see him just now, and stopped for a moment: "Secretary Zhang, please help me deliver the gifts in the room to my house, I have to leave beforehand."

Secretary Zhang couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?"

"Mr. Song." Song Xunnan pressed the elevator button, and the elevator door opened and closed, blocking his icy face.

Song?

Secretary Zhang was puzzled, why did Mr. Song go to the Song Corporation so well?

And it looked like he was going to fight.

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When Song Xunnan stepped into Song's company again, looking at the familiar decorations, he felt as if he had passed away.

The Song family made a fortune in real estate, and its headquarters is located in the most prosperous street in the city center. The majestic buildings show the extraordinaryness of the company, and the reception and delivery are all commercially valuable.

Song Xunnan didn't come here often before, but he was the son of his immediate boss after all, and all the employees here knew him.So when he stepped into Song's company, he attracted a lot of attention.

There were curious scrutiny, purely malicious speculation, all kinds of things, Song Xunnan ignored them all, and went straight to the front desk.

"Is Song Hengxuan here?"

The front desk has been working for a long time, so I naturally know Song Xunnan. I was stunned when I first saw him, and I was asked again and again before I came back to my senses: "Song Xiaoshao, Mr. Song, do you have an appointment? ?"

"No."

The front desk didn't dare to offend Song Xunnan, so he was cautious when answering: "If you don't have an appointment, you won't be able to see Mr. Song. Why don't I make an internal call for you?"

Hearing what she said, the female employees who were working with her hurriedly tugged on her sleeves in private, telling her not to make her own decisions.

Song Xunnan naturally saw the interaction between the two, raised his eyelids halfway and threw the thing in his hand to the front desk with a "bang" sound: "No trouble, I'm here to make this call."

He dialed Song Hengxuan's cell phone, and within five seconds after it rang, someone called him from behind.

"Mr. Song?" The assistant was still a little unsure. Seeing him turn around, he realized that it was really Song Xunnan. He was surprised and delighted for a while, "Mr. Song, why did you come to Song's? Did you come to see Mr. Song? "

Song Xunnan hung up the phone and nodded.

He had seen the assistant two or three times, and he had the impression that he was a subordinate of Song Hengxuan.

The assistant hurriedly said: "The general manager is having a meeting upstairs, you come with me. Mr. Song will come to look for him later, just go upstairs directly, without the trouble of making an appointment."

The latter sentence was addressed to the two front desk staff.

The front desk responded quickly.

Song Xunnan said: "There's no need to be so troublesome, I won't be able to come to your company in the future."

The assistant sneered: "You're out of touch now."

Song Xunnan didn't respond, and threw the gift box thrown at the front desk into the assistant's arms: "Hold it well, this is a gift chosen by Mr. Song himself."

The assistant quickly hugged and led Song Xunnan to the elevator.

As soon as the two of them left, the whole hall immediately became noisy.

"I'm not mistaken, isn't that Song Xun, the young master of the Southern Song Dynasty?"

"You shouldn't be called the young master now, the young master is Song Xi."

"What did Song Xunnan come to the Song family for? Could it be because he ran out of money and ended the farce of running away from home?"

The person who said this was immediately watched by everyone as a giant panda: "What, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"Although the industry is separated by mountains, we don't know much about the high-tech field in real estate, but Song's branch has settled in this area anyway, why don't you pay attention at all."

"what happened?"

"It's not a good thing to say. Mr. Song's son is capable. He put us Mr. Song together at the auction back then. He was so angry that Mr. Song was in a bad mood during that time."

"Besides, he doesn't even need to go to college now, so he started a company from scratch, and his popularity will surpass that of Song's branch!"

"It's so powerful! I didn't see it before. Then why did he come to the Song family?"

Someone behind shouted sharply: "What are you talking about? Just chat after work is done!"

Everyone who was gathering to gossip saw that it turned out to be Secretary Li who had just returned from office with Song Juwei, and they all dared not speak, and immediately dispersed.

Secretary Li listened a few times behind them and knew that Song Xunnan had come to the Song family.He thought about it for a while and told Mr. Song, but he still had something to deal with, so it wouldn't be too late to wait.

When the elevator arrived, the assistant led Song Xunnan out: "You go this way."

Song Xunnan took a look, and walked towards Song Hengxuan's office without any mistakes.

"Mr. Song may not have finished the meeting right now, Mr. Song, please wait inside for a while." The assistant put the gift box on the table, saw Song Xunnan sit down on the sofa, and said, "Do you want coffee or tea? "

"No trouble, just a glass of plain water." Song Xunnan crossed his legs, leaned on the sofa, put his hands on his knees, and lit it up and down. There was a bit of cold air all over his body. When his dark eyes fell on the assistant, he let He felt a pang of pressure for no reason.

"You tell him, I'll wait for him here."

"Okay, I'll tell Mr. Song." When the assistant went out, he couldn't help but glance at Song Xunnan who was sitting on the sofa.

Now there are four words on Song Xunnan's body: The visitor is not kind.

I hope it won't get too tense for a while, this is the head office, and Mr. Song is still in charge here.

The assistant prayed silently.

The meeting held by Song Hengxuan was just a small meeting, and it will end soon.He asked the attending secretary to sort out the meeting materials and send them to him later, and after he finished the order, he saw the assistant standing at the door. "Didn't I tell you to go to Secretary Li to discuss work? Why are you standing here?" Song Hengxuan walked in front of the assistant and wanted to go back to his office.

This is also the reason why the assistant went downstairs just now, but now it is obvious that there are more important things than contacting work.

When the assistant was ten meters away from Song Hengxuanli's office, he said, "Mr. Song, Mr. Song Xunnan Song is here, and he is in your office right now."

"What?" Song Hengxuan really stopped, turned to look at the assistant, and reconfirmed, "Xiao Nan came to see me? Did he say what it was?"

The assistant remembered Song Xunnan's attitude, and decided to give Song Hengxuan a vaccination: "I don't know the specifics, but Mr. Song came here with the gift you gave her."

After he finished speaking in such a cryptic manner, Song Hengxuan understood.

Come to the door with a gift, either thank you in person or return it.According to Song Xunnan's character, it was impossible to thank him, it could only be the latter.

It's just that Song Xunnan didn't come to the door directly when he sent the photos back then, he just called him, and now he actually came over in person.

Song Hengxuan suppressed the bad premonition in his heart and let the assistant go first: "Go and do your work."

The assistant saw that his face changed, so he knew that his vaccination was ready, so he nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Song, you are busy."

"Wait a minute," Song Hengxuan called out again to him who was about to leave, sighed after hesitation, and squeezed his temples that were swollen and sore from long-term work, "Shut away everyone around here."

He was afraid that someone would hear something he shouldn't, so he went to Song Juwei to gossip.

"Got it, don't worry."

Song Hengxuan walked to the door of the office, straightened his tie after standing still, and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Song Xunnan's voice came through the door, distorted.

He thought it was the assistant who came back, but it was Song Hengxuan who came in.

"Song Hengxuan, you're here." Song Xunnan still had the same posture when the assistant left just now, as if he was the owner of this office, and nodded to Song Hengxuan who was standing at the door, "Come in and sit, what are you doing standing there?"

"Xiao Nan, why did you think of coming to me?" Song Hengxuan took a seat opposite him, and immediately saw the opened gift box on the table.

Song Xunnan naturally noticed his gaze, swept the gift box aside, his tone was relaxed and casual, but his eyes were fixed on Song Hengxuan's face: "I'll talk about this later. Song Hengxuan, we haven't seen each other for several years, so you have nothing to say I said?"

Song Hengxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, but he laughed again half a second later, with an unmistakable expression on his face: "Xiao Nan, what are you talking about? Don't we meet often?"

He rested his elbows on his knees and clasped his left hand over his right.

Behind the back where no one can see, the hand has been trembling slightly.