Transmigrated until after the rebirth of the villain president [Entertainment]

"Don't do it." Qin Chuan raised his chin, his waist was kicked by Ye Churan, holding grudges.

Ye Churan smiled angrily: "What do you eat if you don't cook?"

Qin Chuan: "Eat air."

Ye Churan: "Okay, someone eats air. Don't let me see someone stealing the vegetables in the refrigerator today. I bought them all after hard work. I will beat whoever steals them."

Qin Chuan was expressionless: "Oh, the air is delicious and sweet."

Ye Churan: "Boss Qin enjoyed the meal, so I'm going to order takeaway. The big plate chicken is still oily prawns, or you can have roast duck or beef hot pot."

Qin Chuan: "After this meal, there is no next meal."

Ye Churan: "I'm not like you, I can fill my stomach by eating air."

There is a prize money of 20 yuan in the martial arts competition. From Ye Churan's point of view, it already belongs to him. After practicing martial arts for 20 years, he couldn't even win a city-level competition. Ye Churan felt that his father would refuse to recognize him as his son.

The deposit is about to increase tenfold, and Ye Churan really wants to eat some meat to improve his life.

Seeing that Ye Churan really wanted to order takeaway, Qin Chuan's face darkened, he got up silently, went back to his room, got dressed, went into the kitchen and started cooking.

Forget it, since someone took the initiative to cook for him, let's wait until he gets the bonus. Ye Churan stopped ordering takeout and helped Qin Chuan wash the dishes.

He sneaked a few glances at Qin Chuan's expression, and decided not to provoke the future villain boss who slapped himself in the face.

Although this villain boss doesn't know when it will become black and rise, he is now a tsundere dead house who loves to climb the bed, and he is still very homely, and he cooks well.

Qin Chuan still fried three hot dishes and two cold dishes. It is very refreshing to eat some cold dishes in summer, and the cucumbers that have been chilled in the refrigerator are crispy. Ye Churan ate most of the dishes by himself.

After Qin Chuan finished eating, he put down the bowl and said abruptly, "My back hurts."

Ye Churan couldn't believe it: "Back pain? You still have back pain when you lie in bed every day?"

Qin Chuan: "You kicked it in the morning."

"I'm sorry." Ye Churan coughed a few times in embarrassment, and took the initiative to apologize.

Qin Chuan played hooligans in the morning, he was flustered, he didn't notice where he kicked, he was so strong, maybe it really hurt people.

Qin Chuan tolerantly chose to forgive: "Don't do this next time."

Ye Churan murmured softly: "Don't touch me, I'm not like this."

Qin Chuan glanced at Ye Churan, his eyes moved, and suddenly said: "Xiaoran, you can wash the dishes today, I'm tired."

"It's okay, go and rest, I'll wash the dishes." He kicked Qin Chuan until it hurt, and even told Qin Chuan to cook. He was supposed to do the dishes, and Ye Churan readily agreed.

Wait, what did Qin Chuan shout? ?

Xiaoran?

Ever since Ye Churan was five years old, when his grandfather passed away, he hasn't been called like that

Ye Churan is not well.

"Qin Chuan." Ye Churan called Qin Chuan to stop, and said with difficulty under Qin Chuan's gaze, "Don't shout like that, something will happen."

"What happened?"

"I'd think it was my grandpa calling me."

Qin Chuan hooked his lips: "Xiao Ran can't, then Ran Ran? Or a baby?"

"Stop, stop, Mr. Qin, can't you just yell like you used to?" Ye Churan felt that he was going crazy.

Qin Chuan said solemnly: "We are all married, how can we still be the same as before?"

Ye Churan made a final decision: "It's the same as before!"

Qin Chuan: "You used to call me Brother Qin."

"Brother Qin?" Ye Churan called out tentatively, blushing and rushed into the kitchen to wash the dishes, "...bye!"

Is it Brother Qin or Brother Qing, bastard!

Qin Chuan lowered his head and smiled. His good mood lasted for a long time, until he held a video conference with the core members of the Qin family, he always had a smile on his face.

The cold-faced and black-hearted workaholic Mr. Qin actually laughed. It's impossible. Mr. Qin didn't even smile after they rescued Qin's core technology. This must be a sneer, and someone must be in trouble again.

Everyone in the meeting was silent, and they didn't dare to vent their anger. After the meeting was over, they wanted to do CPR.

Ji Qianxun roughly guessed the inside story, he is Qin Chuan's college roommate, unlike others, he is not so afraid of Qin Chuan.

A man who is in love, no matter who he is, he will have a silly smile on his face.

Ji Qianxun: "Brother Qin, when are you going to treat me to dinner? I really want to try my sister-in-law's cooking."

When Qin Chuan saw this sentence, he reflexively wanted to drink water. He felt that he was very strong if he could finish such a big bowl of "salt water noodles".

Unable to stop someone from wanting to taste it so much, Qin Chuan replied to Ji Qianxun's WeChat.

"Another day, after I reconcile with him, we still have conflicts now."

Ji Qianxun: "Arguing at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, make up after doing it. You are a big president, and you can handle tens of millions of business well. Why can't you even deal with such a small matter? Long."

Qin Chuan: "..."

He thought too, he was kicked when he touched his face, and he didn't know where Ye Churan got his strength.

Obviously the same body, Ye Churan in the previous life couldn't lift his hands or shoulders, and felt tired after walking a few steps.

After a while, Ji Qianxun sent another message.

"My brother, you can't do it, can you..."

Qin Chuan: "Your salary is gone this month."

Ji Qianxun felt that he had found the truth, and shed a few tears of grief for the lost one-month salary.

At night, Qin Chuan climbed on the bed as before. Now he has climbed the bed very skillfully, and he opened the door calmly holding the quilt under the watchful eyes of Ye Churan.

He was still wearing Ye Churan's pajamas, and the SpongeBob SquarePants printed on the pajamas were stretched and deformed, which looked a little funny.

"Tomorrow I'll buy you two sets of pajamas." Ye Churan felt sorry for his pajamas.

Qin Chuan shook his head: "Xiaoran's pajamas are more comfortable to wear."

Who said that his pajamas were too small a few days ago and refused to wear them?Ye Churan didn't want to argue with Qin Chuan, a doggy man.

"Can't you change your name!"

Qin Chuan said honestly: "Aren't you unwilling to call me Brother Qin? I also think that I have to change after marriage. Why don't you call me husband?"

Ye Churan didn't really want to talk anymore, he rubbed his fists, he just wanted to hit someone.

Qin Chuan added: "Xiao Ran, domestic violence is not good, it is not conducive to the harmonious life of the family."

Ye Churan just wanted to put a seal on Qin Chuan's mouth.

"Qin! Brother! Brother!" Ye Churan read out word by word. His mandarin was standard, and the front and back nasal sounds were clearly distinguished. "Go to sleep."

These people are really shameless when they are numb.

Qin Chuan lay down and turned off the light: "Good night."

The next day Ye Churan was thinking about going to the martial arts competition, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable reason. He got up early, and Qin Chuan was still asleep, and he was afraid that waking Qin Chuan would affect his rest.

In the end, Ye Churan sent Qin Chuan a WeChat message, and posted a post-it note on the bedroom door.

"Qin Chuan, I have something to do when I go out, I'll buy you pajamas later when I come back."

There were not many people at the martial arts competition, and only half of the auditorium was occupied, and most of them were family members of the contestants.Now there are many fewer people who are emotionally involved with traditional Chinese martial arts, and even fewer people are willing to go out to watch the competition.

The prize money of ordinary city-level competitions is generally between 5 and 10. The organizer increased the championship prize to 20, presumably to increase popularity.

The age group of 10-20 years old was the most youth group, and the competition was over soon. The final winner was a 17-year-old high school student who said he had learned Wing Chun for ten years.

Ye Churan is also practicing Wing Chun. The Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound, and Wing Chun is a relatively popular one. Actively suppressing the enemy makes him both entertaining and practical.The champion of the junior group is very good and has practiced hard.

In the group of 20-30 years old, Ye Churan was the youngest contestant. The other contestants were all 28 and [-] years old, and all of them were strong and muscular. Obviously, they had practiced for many years and came for the championship prize.

Ye Churan went to complete the form, prove his identity, and sat in the waiting area, while several staff members looked at him and whispered.

"Look at that young man, he looks thin and weak, and he came to participate in the competition to find a lot of fights?"

"I think he might have walked to the wrong set, thinking it was a beauty contest."

"I feel so too……"

"But he is really handsome, even more handsome than a star, and his skin is also good, clean, he must have no makeup, there is really no blemish at all."

"I really want to touch it to see if it's soft."

"What's the use of being handsome, you won't be beaten up later."

This is not the first time Ye Churan has heard such words. He is naturally thin, and has not deliberately done muscle-building training. In the past, every time he competed, people would talk about it like this, and players he didn't know would mock him.

Later he beat them all to tears.

After playing too many games and becoming famous, no one dared to laugh at him anymore, and they all regarded him as a violent macho. As a result, he had many suitors, but it was a pity that they all suffered.

Ye Churan is also very desperate to be treated as a public enemy by Gong in the circle of friends.

While waiting, Ye Churan glanced at WeChat, Qin Chuan didn't reply to his message, he thought to himself that Qin Chuan was angry, the dog man's mind is too elusive.

"Brother! Are you also forced to come here by your family!"

Lu Yunshen handed in the registration form reluctantly, and when he saw a man similar to him among a bunch of strong men in the waiting area, he almost burst into tears.

Lu Yunshen hugged Ye Churan's shoulder very familiarly, crying and howling: "Why is our life so hard?"

The man's voice was so loud that Ye Churan's ears were numb from the shock, so he pushed him away, and Ye Churan asked, "Are you okay?"

"After today, you will be my brother, Lu Yunshen, and my brothers will be beaten together!"

Ye Churan: "..."

Lu Yunshen cried and said: "I have only practiced for three years, but I was forced by the old man to sign up. I don't want to come. He drove me in with his car. What can I do? I'm just a child."

Lu Yunshen naturally regarded Ye Churan, who was similar in physique to him, even more slender and delicate, as someone of his kind.