Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

Song Xunnan was in a good mood after getting up in the morning.

He took the baby out for a walk, and after receiving the news that Song Yuqing had suspended filming due to injury, he felt better and drove all the way to the company.

Jiang Yuanzhou is eating breakfast with pay.

"Why are you still at work today Saturday?" He was slightly surprised and asked casually.

The company voluntarily works overtime on weekends. He plans to stay all morning and go back today, as a vacation for himself.

Jiang Yuanzhou was more surprised than him: "Can we rest?"

Song Xunnan stopped pushing the door and turned to look at him: "Of course, the director didn't say that?" "

"I didn't say, maybe I won't be able to take a break." Jiang Yuanzhou doesn't care if he takes a break or not. When he has nothing to do, he can play and not go to work for the first half of the year. It's not a bad thing to work hard once in a while.

Song Xunnan didn't talk any more, and entered the office with an "oh".

Jiang Yuanzhou: "You want to work? Can I go in?"

"It's fine, as long as you don't bother me." Song Xunnan glanced at the camera, "But it's better not to install these cameras in my office, because there are more documents in it."

The big brother behind the camera was a little embarrassed, looking at Jiang Yuanzhou to make him give up.

After all, variety shows still have post-editing. Jiang Yuanzhou didn't have many scenes, and the cuts were less than others.

Jiang Yuanzhou himself was quite open-minded: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm not really here to make money."

After he said that, Song Xunnan didn't care much, he opened the door and didn't close it, leaving him alone.

Jiang Yuanzhou followed in.

Song Xunnan had already sat down at the desk.

When he first came here, he didn't have the time to take a good look at it, but now he saw that the decoration of Song Xunnan's office was pretty nice, everything was exquisite, but not too gorgeous, in short, it was very dignified.

Jiang Yuanzhou sat on the sofa by himself. After sitting for a long time, he was a bit bored. He glanced at Song Xunnan who had turned on the computer, and had nothing to say: "Your office decoration is very nice and tasteful."

Song Xunnan typed the password: "It was designed by someone else."

Nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yuanzhou: "..."

He paused, and then started to talk again: "I saw that you and that person had such a quarrel, I thought you were going to fight, why did he change his attitude again? Do you know what's going on?"

Song Xunnan: "You know about the Song family's mess, right?"

"know."

Song Xunnan said "hmm", "That's all I know."

Jiang Yuanzhou: "..."

To be honest, Song Xunnan really didn't mean to hate him, he just focused on the computer files, and he was perfunctory to Jiang Yuanzhou.

Even finding two topics ended in failure, his young master couldn't hold back his temper: "Song Xunnan, did you do it on purpose?"

"I don't." Song Xunnan only said three words.

Jiang Yuanzhou waited for a long time without saying anything, and stared round: "Hey, why are you so perfunctory."

Song Xunnan hadn't read the newly sent project plan, so he naturally ignored Jiang Yuanzhou's plan.

"Jiang Yuanzhou." He shouted, his tone a bit cold.

Jiang Yuanzhou didn't realize that something was wrong, so he returned to Song Xunnan: "What's wrong?"

He said, "Remember the premise when I let you into the office?"

"...don't bother you." Jiang Yuanzhou ignored it, his voice lowered, a bit like a whisper held in his throat.

Song Xunnan took another look at him, and found that the young master was aggrieved and lowered his head. He could only see a whimper: "Okay, don't do that. I don't like others to disturb me when I'm working, and it's not against you."

"Oh." Jiang Yuanzhou was so comforted, and immediately revived with blood, "Then I will play with my mobile phone and not bother you."

Song Xunnan didn't respond and continued to do his own thing.

About half an hour later, the phone rang once, but he ignored it, and then it rang twice.

Sounds like a message alert.Jiang Yuanzhou looked curiously from the sofa.

It is estimated that he will be dealt with coldly by Song Xunnan like him.

After Song Xunnan replied to the secretary's proposals on the new project, he finally took the time to look at his phone.

The last message is displayed on the screen.

【remember to eat. 】

Song Xunnan could only think of one person who would suddenly remind him of this sentence.

He unlocked the screen, and as expected, he saw the message sent by Wen Heng, and simply asked him if he was okay.

[N. : It's all right now. 】

[N. : Is Dr. Wen resting at home today? 】

[N. : I'm at work, so miserable. [Falling to the ground and crying]]

He also took a computer photo of himself and sent it.

Wen Heng just finished typing and wanted to reply to Song Xunnan's last message, but after a while, two or three messages came over, so he had to delete the words he typed just now.

[Wen Heng: Well, at home.Don't be too tired, pay attention to rest. 】

Song Xunnan returned an emoji, and while putting down his phone, he wondered whether he should buy some gifts for Dr. Wen as a gift from last night when he got off work at noon, and just as he was thinking, he saw Jiang Yuanzhou looking at him.

"What's wrong, there's something on my face?" He didn't understand.

Jiang Yuanzhou: "Are you done?"

Song Xunnan was even more puzzled: "Of course not."

Jiang Yuanzhou: "..."

Then what you said just now that you don't want to be disturbed is only aimed at him? ? ?

Before he could express his anger, the door was pushed open.

The secretary always had a calm face with panic: "President Song, go down and have a look, someone is causing trouble in the company."

Song Xunnan's expression changed, and he asked at the first sentence, "Where are the people from the program team?"

"They don't know yet, but it's probably coming soon."

This kind of thing has caused trouble for the media.

"Stop it first, I'll go down and take a look first." He hurriedly got up and walked downstairs.

Before the elevator reached the lobby, the noise came.