If you don’t act well, you will go home and have a baby [Rebirth]

Song Qinghan had a rare good night's sleep. When the phone rang frantically, he was still lying on a somewhat narrow bed, squinting his eyes, feeling like he didn't know what year it was.

"Huh——" Song Qinghan opened some old curtains, and the warm sunlight shone in, covering the entire window sill, making the sheets even more holy.

He glanced at the quiet phone, swiped open the screen, and found an unfamiliar phone number.

Song Qinghan held the phone and thought for a while before calling back.

"Hello, the user you dialed is on the phone—" Song Qinghan pressed the call button neatly.

This call was an accident.Did he receive this call in his previous life? — It seems that there are.

It’s just that he was too stupid in his last life. When he met Ye Yi and Liu Fei carelessly entangled in his well-arranged house, he smashed the door recklessly and questioned him. After a beating, he threw out the apartment he paid to rent. He was in a daze at the time, and he heard the phone ringing, but he ignored it...

I don't know, who would look for him?

Song Qinghan raised his head slightly to look at the rising sun outside the window, narrowed his eyes slightly, and unconsciously tapped his fingers on his arm—this was a movement he had developed in his previous life.

Even in the next life, some things are still engraved in the bones, which cannot be let go or forgotten.

"Dinglingling——" the phone in his hand vibrated again, and it was still the strange number.

"Hi, I'm Song Qinghan."

"..." The person on the other side of the phone didn't seem to expect Song Qinghan to answer the phone so quickly this time. He paused before continuing, "Song Qinghan, right? I'm your new manager, Chen An."

"..." Song Qinghan clenched his phone tightly and slowly frowned.

Song Qinghan knew about Chen An.

Although Chen An is not considered a gold medal agent in the industry, he still has several young florets under him, among which Xie Wanwan has faintly become the leader of this new generation of florets—however you look at it, he doesn't You will notice that you are only an eighteenth-line self.

Could it be that Ye Yi hooked him up?As soon as this idea came up, Song Qinghan immediately vetoed it.Chen An has much more resources than Liu Fei, if Ye Yi can catch up with Chen An, how can he be willing to give it to him?

These thoughts just turned around in Song Qinghan's heart.Holding the mobile phone, he said to Chen An on the other end of the phone: "Yes, I am Song Qinghan. Chen..."

"Call me Brother Chen." Chen An's tone sounded quite easy-going.

"Brother Chen." Song Qinghan was as good as a gentleman.

"I can't make it clear on the phone, how about this, you go back to the company at two o'clock today to handle the handover procedures, and I have something to talk to you about." After Chen An finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone.

Song Qinghan slowly put down the phone, his brows still furrowed.

Forget it, the boat would be straight when it reached the bridge, and he couldn't think of anything after thinking about it here.

Song Qinghan stroked his hair, feeling a little sticky on his body, went downstairs to buy a random set of clothes, and walked into the bathroom with them.

There was the sound of drizzling water, and the mist of the water climbed up the frosted glass of the bathroom door, covering the spring light in the room inside.

Song Qinghan casually pressed a pump of body wash and applied it on his body, rubbing it into a fine and rich foam.After all parts of his body were covered with body wash, he frowned slightly, opened his legs slightly, and stretched his hands between them.

Between the looming, there seemed to be a secret organ hidden under the male organ, which was small and flashed by his movements.

Song Qinghan turned on the shower head, rinsed off the foam on his body, wiped his body, picked up the white t-shirt and slacks he just bought, and put them on.

After tidying up and checking out of the room with the boss, Song Qinghan checked the time, rubbed his belly, found a small wonton stall on the side of the street, ordered a bowl of wonton noodles, and sat silently on the greasy chair .

Song Qinghan was able to enter the entertainment circle without a trace of connections behind him, and he was able to stay in the entertainment circle for so long. Of course, his appearance can be considered beautiful.His eyebrows and eyes are very delicate. When the whole face is not smiling, there is a sense of coldness and indifference that is thousands of miles away from others, but when he smiles slightly, after the contours of his face are softened a little, it actually shows a very glamorous color. , it can be said that it is a face that is very suitable for being a star.

It's a pity that he offended Ye Yi and Liu Fei in his last life, and he didn't have any connections. In the end, he was going around in the circle, but Liu Fei and Ye Yi took an opportunity to incite media public opinion on an unfounded charge. He was directly blocked.

Song Qinghan smiled softly, and the proprietress who came over with wonton noodles happened to see this smile, and couldn't help being stunned, then quickly put the bowls and chopsticks in front of Song Qinghan, and said with a smile: "This little brother, there is Has no one ever said that you look like a star?"

Song Qinghan tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Really? Is my sister praising me for being good-looking?"

The proprietress is in her 40s and almost [-], and she couldn't help laughing when she was called sister by such a handsome guy: "Yeah, my sister has set up a stall here for so many years, and I haven't seen such a handsome young man like you! "

Song Qinghan listened with a smile on his face, the cold temperament on his body seemed to be slowly restrained.

At this moment, it is the peak time of work, and the number of customers is slowly increasing.The proprietress talked to him a few words before reluctantly leaving to entertain other guests.

Song Qinghan took a soup spoon and took a mouthful of soup into his mouth.The thick and hot soup has a distinct presence in the mouth, Song Qinghan drank it slowly, as if it was the most delicious delicacy in the world.

After he finished the last sip of soup, he felt a little more full in his stomach.

He took his wallet to pay, and the proprietress enthusiastically stuffed a thin piece of watermelon into his hand.He lowered his head and took a bite of the watermelon, then slightly narrowed his eyes.

Very sweet.

Song Qinghan brought his bank card and cash with him, as for the other things left in the apartment, they were not worth much, and he was not afraid that Ye Yi and Liu Fei would be greedy.

He recalled the address of the company he signed with, and took a taxi on the side of the road to go directly there.