The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 41

Song Nanfei came to the crew too often.

After Ming Qi rejected him one after another, not only was he not discouraged, he even ran to the crew every day.

Originally, people in the crew were a little puzzled by this man who was wearing a famous brand and had an extraordinary temperament like a second-generation ancestor. Later, when there were more people, everyone got used to it.

When Song Nanfei came before, Song Sibei would try his best to avoid it.After the incident with Xu Liu, Song Sibei was uncharacteristically, going to the set every day, interacting less with Ming Qi, and simply saying hello when he met Song Nanfei.

The appearance of the two of them doesn't really look like brothers.

Once again, Ming Qi turned a blind eye.

Yu Xiangdi leaned forward instead: "Qiqi, you, you, you... are you really okay?"

"No." Ming Qi said calmly, firmly: "Song Sibei is his younger brother, and he came to see him filming."

"That's right." Song Nanfei swayed over slowly, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Yu Xiangdi: "What's your opinion?"

Yu Xiangdi looked at him: "You guys really deserve to be brothers..." Even the preferences are exactly the same.

"Huh?" Song Nanfei didn't know why.

Yu Xiangdi ignored him. Just like the second generation ancestor, this man was not serious at first glance, and his temperament was also unlikable.

Song Nanfei looked at Ming Qi, full of pride: "When Miss Ming can agree to my dinner invitation, I won't come to the set to harass you."

Ming Qi glanced at him: "Then you can do whatever you want."

……

Recently, Song Nanfei's cronies and dog friends discovered that the second-generation ancestor Song Dashao, who has been in various entertainment venues all year round, has changed his temperament drastically.

Not only did they go to fewer bars and nightclubs, and the day and night were not reversed, they even refused their party invitations many times.

Those interested only found out after inquiring that Young Master Song had been running to the Hengdian production crew these days.

Asked why, Song Dashao said: "Watch my brother filming."

Hupenggouyou: "..."

Well, after playing together for so many years, I still don't know what kind of temper the other party has?
It's not been a day or two since Song Sibei has been in the entertainment industry, and Song Nanfei has never paid attention to him.Now running around the crew every three days, could it be because of the younger brother who is not a real brother?
So someone dug to the bottom, dug and dug, and really found something - Young Master Song's ex-fiancée who divorced a while ago, which caused a lot of uproar in the north of the tower, was also on this set.

Hupenggouyou: "..."

What, Eldest Young Master Song is planning to turn around?
This day, I finally got an appointment with Young Master Song, who was swaying in the dragon. Cheng Hongjun hooked his shoulders, and raised his handsome eyebrows: "What's the matter, Young Master Song?"

Song Nanfei hooked a cigarette on his fingertips, and said carelessly, "What is the situation?"

Cheng Hongjun patted Song Nanfei on the shoulder: "Don't tell me that you don't hang out in nightclubs or play cards every day just to be a caring big brother who knows the cold and the hot, are you cheating?"

Song Nanfei picked up the lighter and lit a cigarette without any rebuttal.

Cheng Hongjun touched his chin: "So, is it really that little girl?"

"Didn't it be a while ago that you were desperate to divorce the engagement? Why did you suddenly regret it?"

"No." Song Nanfei lit the cigarette in his hand and took a deep breath, before slowly saying, "I won't regret it, but I found that the little girl has quite a personality."

He thought of Ming Qi Tianlu's hand, and the blow that Xu Liu had no power to fight back, and he immediately laughed happily.

Seeing his appearance, Cheng Hongjun raised his eyebrows, and understood his subtext—marriage is impossible, but fun is possible.

The Cheng family is the same wealthy family in the north of the tower as the Song family, and their strength is not much different.Cheng Hongjun and Song Nanfei grew up together, they knew his temperament, he was good at eating, drinking, whoring, gambling and smoking.

It is not surprising to say such a thing.

"That's right, I heard that... the Ming family? Didn't you say that he has a leg problem?"

"Well, Mingqi."

Cheng Hongjun spread his hands back, lazily on the sofa, and laughed at him: "Master Song, as soon as someone has an orphan girl with leg problems, just be yourself and let her go."

Both of them knew each other's dog temper too well, if Song Nanfei was interested in a woman, he would definitely take it to bed.

Of course, it usually gets boring at that point.

Song Nanfei stopped smoking, stretched out his foot and kicked Cheng Hongjun: "Fuck off, is this young master like that?"

"You are."

"..."

"How about we play with someone else?"

Seeing Cheng Hongjun's seriousness suddenly, Song Nanfei narrowed his eyes and quickly realized: "What do you mean?"

Just as Cheng Hongjun knew him, Song Nanfei also knew this guy.This person looks like Song Nanfei, going out and going to all kinds of fun places, living a chic life and not caring about world affairs, but in fact, he has a lot of eyes behind his back.

He never cared about Song Nanfei playing with women, but this time he repeatedly reminded him that it didn't look like simple curiosity.

Cheng Hongjun originally had his arms around his chest, but now he stretched out a hand: "Two questions."

"First, your brother seems to have pursued her." He raised a finger.

Song Nanfei raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Recently, he often went to the set to look for Ming Qi, and seeing Song Sibei's normal expression, he really didn't see this.

However, is it possible that Song Sibei still dares to rob a woman from him?
Song Nanfei crossed his legs and took a deep breath, disapproving.

"Second," Cheng Hongjun paused, looked straight at Song Nanfei a little more seriously, he raised his second finger, and smiled meaningfully: "As far as I know, that girl from the Ming family has something to do with the Crown Prince. .”

He bit the word "Prince" very hard, like a joking address, but also seemed to hide something unspeakable.

Song Nanfei was stunned when he took the cigarette, "Feng? Feng Jin?"

"Except for him," Cheng Hongjun smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Who else in the entire tower north can afford the title of 'Prince'?"

This should be the privately default name of the entire tower north upper level.

Song Nanfei put his crossed legs down, propped his knees to shake the cigarette ash, took another breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was in deep thought: "Feng Jin..."

Cheng Hongjun nestled on the sofa, unhurriedly: "You also know that in the past two years, the offshoots of the Feng family made trouble, and Feng Jin cut off all the offshoots and vassals of the Feng family who had dissenting intentions. Everyone Everyone felt that what he did was too extreme, and the Feng family would be seriously injured, so what happened?"

Cheng Hongjun laughed again: "The position of the No. [-] wealthy family in the north of the tower has not changed for many years."

"What's more, the Feng family is the most involved family in Tabei and the imperial capital. No one can tell who is standing behind him, and how many people support him. Calling him Tabei 'Prince' is not too much, right? "

"..."

"So, Young Master Song should try not to provoke this orphaned girl from the Ming family." Cheng Hongjun clapped his hands, brought the topic back on track, and concluded: "This girl's identity is very evil. As soon as she came, she got involved with the Crown Prince—it is estimated that your brother also took a fancy to her."

Song Nanfei was noncommittal.

Cheng Hongjun looked at his expression and felt bad.Knowing that this person is a rebellious second-generation ancestor, he asked with a headache: "You won't give up, will you?"

Song Nanfei took a puff of his cigarette, put the end of the cigarette into the ashtray, and then said, "I don't care who the woman is, I can't get my hands on it."

(End of this chapter)