I don't want to live again

Chapter 115 115 big surprises

In the hotel, Song Qingcheng was sitting on the long table writing something, while Yao Sisi was taking a shower.

The outline of "Crazy Stone" is almost written, he will make a list of the actors and let Wang Luohua find them.

For actresses, use Miao Miao. Although Miao Miao has some dialect accents, Miao Miao is from the capital, but it's okay to not use dialects.

Or, use Zhang Xinyu?She is from Rongcheng, and her dialect is in place. In addition, she is also very beautiful, which is more charming than the original version.

Let Wang Luohua handle this matter, he doesn't want to take care of the entertainment company's affairs.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Yao Sisi sat down beside him.

She was wearing white stockings and a light blue nightdress, which was slightly see-through.

Song Qingcheng glanced at it, then looked away. She has a really good figure, and she did it just to hook him up.

"Brother, I also prepared a surprise for you!" Yao Sisi smiled and handed over a bag.

Song Qingcheng glanced at her suspiciously, opened the portfolio, and inside was a contract, a house purchase contract. He flipped through it and was startled.

This is really a big surprise. This is an old bungalow near the People's Square. The place he and Yao Sisi visited last time was really nice.

The house was registered in his name, and the one-time payment was made. Song Qingcheng stroked his forehead and said, "What's the matter with you?"

"You told me last time that the old bungalows there are very beautiful, so I bought them. I bought a relatively large one, 360 square meters, more than 200 million yuan, which is not too expensive."

Yao Sisi said lightly, Song Qingcheng took a deep breath and said, "It's so precious..."

"You have to keep it! I gave it to you." Yao Sisi was a bit stubborn.

Song Qingcheng smiled: "Then do I count as a soft meal?"

"No, it's my fault. I like my brother. Anyway, I told my mother that this is my dowry. I can no longer ask my family for money. I will rely on my brother to take care of me."

Yao Sisi said softly, with a smile in her eyes.

Song Qingcheng didn't know what to say, in the past and present, no one had ever given him a house, not even a very expensive gift.

How could he not like Yao Sisi like this?

Picking her up and putting her on his lap, he said softly, "Sisi, you are so kind to me, aren't you afraid of losing money in the future?"

"Don't be afraid, brother is not such a person!" Yao Sisi said seriously, with admiration in her eyes.

Song Qingcheng hugged her waist, and gently kissed her hair.

Just took a bath, the water dilutes the scent of jasmine on her body, but the faint scent is stronger.

Song Qingcheng frowned involuntarily. This kind of picture is always floating in his memory. It is rare for a woman to have the fragrance of jasmine.

"I'll get a bank card when I get back to Donghai, and you can spend the money in the card in the future, including house decoration and family expenses."

Song Qingcheng said softly, feeling more and more obsessed, this little fairy is really likable.

Yao Sisi laughed and arched his face against his chest: "Brother, I will go to Donghai once in a few days to find someone to renovate. The decoration of the old bungalow can also be done."

"I can introduce the designer to you, and just ask him to check out with me directly." Song Qingcheng nodded.

Yao Sisi kissed his chin: "Brother, I love you!"

Song Qingcheng smiled, carried her into the room, the afternoon rain beat against the window with the early winter wind.

The wind is a bit strong, it should be very cold outside.

But the room was very warm, with the warm fragrance of jasmine floating, and Yao Sisi had endless love stories.

In Jinling this year, housing prices are still much cheaper than those in Beijing and Donghai, but Song Qingcheng has no plans to buy a house.

The main thing he has to do next is not only games, but also NetEase stocks. He is going to go to Korea once, so he must prepare US dollars in advance.

Several Korean game designers must be brought back. In addition to responding to "Miracle", he also wants to develop "Adventure Island". If this is the case, the pace will be accelerated.

It's just that when the company grows bigger, he plans to raise funds to build his own building. After all, he needs a larger server, which requires a lot of space.

In front of the Confucius Temple, Yao Sisi took Song Qingcheng's hand, held two boxes in his hand, and handed one to him.

The box contained stinky tofu, she smiled and said, "Brother, try it, this is the best stinky tofu in Jinling."

"Sisi, are you tired?" Song Qingcheng asked while eating.

Yao Sisi shook her head, hugged his arm, and said in a low voice, "It's okay...brother, it's just that my legs are a little weak, and I'm not very tired. If you can't walk for a while, just carry me on your back."

The rain has stopped, but the sky is still cloudy, and the cold of early winter can already be felt, so there are not many people in front of the Confucius Temple.

The two walked while eating stinky tofu, and visited a lot of places. In the end, he carried her on his back, and she hugged his neck, her body limp.

At noon, the two returned to school and found a seafood restaurant nearby.

Yao Sisi called her roommate to come over for dinner directly. She took off her shoes, put her legs on Song Qingcheng's, and said angrily, "Brother, my feet are sore, rub them for me."

Song Qingcheng looked down, and said with a look of disgust: "Take it off, what are the bottoms of your feet?"

"I still despise myself, really... I don't even despise myself." Yao Sisi snorted and put the shoes back.

She is wearing small white shoes, which are not warm, but they are suitable for walking and look good in them.

Song Qingcheng ordered a total of [-] dishes, all of which were seafood.

Yao Sisi leaned close to his ear, talking in a low voice, smiling from time to time.

Song Qingcheng felt more and more that she was precious, a woman who was willing to buy a house for him must be cherished, and her family background should be good.

Her roommates came very quickly. All three girls were beautiful, especially the round face, which could be compared with Yao Sisi.

The table was covered with seafood, and I ordered four servings of swimming crab with onion and ginger, two hairy crabs per person, a total of ten, and a whole white water fish, which weighed a full two catties.

The little round face cheered: "Great, there are big lobsters, I want to eat more..."

He lowered his head and ate a few mouthfuls, Xiaoyuan said with a smile on his face, "Brother, thank you!"

"Don't call me brother!" Yao Sisi yelled, somewhat annoyed.

The little round face stuck out its tongue: "I'm not trying to rob you, I just think it's kinder."

"Then you can just call me sister, don't call me brother." Yao Sisi had a straight face, but no matter how she looked at it, she was only angry.

The little round face nodded: "Sister, I will hang out with you from now on, and you must take me with you if you have something delicious."

"Can you show some face? You are a month older than Sisi?"

"What do you want face for? Can face be eaten? And anyone with ability can be a big sister. I'm not good enough, so I should be my little sister."

A group of people suddenly laughed, and Yao Sisi also smiled.

Song Qingcheng's heart warmed up, this is youth.

It was Saturday, December 12th when I left Jinling.

Outside the train station, Yao Sisi hugged Song Qingcheng tightly, unwilling to let go, and tiptoed, kissing him from time to time.

"Okay, I have to go, the train is about to leave." Song Qingcheng said softly.

Only then did Yao Sisi let go of him, and said: "I will go to Donghai in a few days to renovate our house. Brother, remember to get the birth certificate. The birth certificate of the old foreign house should be ready."

Song Qingcheng nodded, turned around and got into the car.

Until his figure disappeared in front of his eyes, Yao Sisi's tears came down, the circles of his eyes were red, and there was always a lot of reluctance.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when the train returned to Donghai, Song Qingcheng took a taxi home and found a noodle restaurant downstairs to eat a few bowls of noodles.

After returning home, he packed up and continued to write books.

The winter vacation is scheduled for mid-January, almost on the 1th, and there is still more than one month left, so the time is relatively tight.

I sent a text message to Yao Sisi, and then looked at the text messages. Wanwan, Xie Fangfei, and Wei Shiding have all sent text messages in the past few days, not to mention Wang Yuyan, who sent them every day.

Xu Jiani also sent very frequently. He looked at it, and Xu Jiani just sent a text message: Brother, you promised me to invite me to dinner this month. Senior sister has put on silk stockings. Don’t you invite me?
I replied with a text message: Please, I will treat my sister to dinner tomorrow, remember to be prepared, we will eat seafood.

Xu Jiani quickly replied to the text message: Brother, at noon tomorrow, senior sister will be waiting for you at the school gate, waiting for you to pick up senior sister.

Song Qingcheng responded with an answer, agreeing to the matter.

Just as he put down the phone, the phone rang again, and when he picked it up, Wang Luohua's voice sounded: "Boss, I'm back from Taiwan, and I've got the copyright of Immortal Sword, and it can be adapted next.

In addition to TV drama copyrights, we also got film copyrights. It only cost 60 yuan in total. We got permanent copyrights, but Daewoo didn’t pay much attention to it. "

"Very well, you find someone to write the script. In the end, I will see that the layout should be bigger. When filming the first part, try to prepare for the second part."

Song Qingcheng responded, very happy.

Wang Luohua replied: "No problem, the scripts of "Bright Sword" and "The Executioner of the Song Dynasty" have been written, I plan to show it to the boss, if there is no problem, I will send it for trial.

Where does the boss live, I will send it right away. This matter has to be done in advance. I think the filming will start after the Spring Festival next year. If this is the case, it must be submitted for review as soon as possible. "

Song Qingcheng told her the address, the house he lives in now is that duplex house, which can be regarded as his and Wanwan's home.

Putting down his phone, he wrote a book for half an hour, and Wang Luohua came.

Opening the door, she walked in slowly, wearing a beige windbreaker, red high heels, and black stockings.

The heating was on in the room and it was very warm. She took off her clothes and hung them in the cloakroom at the entrance. Inside was a white skirt with a black skirt, which was very elegant.

Her long hair was coiled, and a hairpin was inserted on top of her head. She smiled while changing her shoes: "The boss's house is so warm."

When she bent over, her buttocks were rounded, which was very beautiful. Perhaps only Bai Qiuyue could compare with her in that shape.

Song Qingcheng withdrew his gaze and didn't look too much.

"There is floor heating at home, and Donghai is cold in winter, so it will be more comfortable to drive." Song Qingcheng replied casually.

The two sat by the sofa, Song Qingcheng took the script and read it carefully.

The script is well written, because his outline is written in more detail, so the screenwriter can just add flesh and blood to it, overall it is good.

He changed a few places, looked at Wang Luohua and said: "This is not reasonable, let someone change it later, to show a kind of blood... and here, you have to understand who Li Yunlong is.

Our filming needs to be more realistic. When shooting, the props can be made out of paper, but it must conform to the feeling of that era. Just don’t show any weapons like AK47. "

"Boss, don't worry, I'll go back and ask them to modify it, and then send it over when it's improved!" Wang Luohua nodded, and then changed the topic: "As for the weapons, I will ask someone from the army to handle them.

My brother has some connections in the army. It would be much better to invite them to intervene. The scene must be big. I think the only problem now is to pass the trial. "

Song Qingcheng nodded, and then looked down at "The Great Song Dynasty's Mentoring Judge", and there was nothing wrong with this drama.

The main thing was the trial, Song Qingcheng still insisted on reading it and pushed back the script.

"I changed it by hand, basically there is no problem, you sign the screenwriter's name, if you are willing to join our company, then accept it."

Song Qingcheng said softly, and then took out a script from one side: "I wrote a new script, the outline is all there, I also wrote about a third of the script, you let people continue to complete it.

This is a movie, I have written the list of actors and directors, you go find someone, if Miao Miao is not suitable, then change someone, you can deal with it. "

"Boss, I'll go back and have a look first." Wang Luohua nodded, her hoarse voice was pleasant to hear, and she spoke slowly.

Song Qingcheng smiled: "Send it for trial after the modification, remember to tell me if you have any questions."

Wang Luohua got up and said goodbye. When she walked to the door, Song Qingcheng took a look at the sky and called her: "It's getting late, let's go after eating. There is a nice noodle restaurant next to our community. I invite you."

"Then thank you boss!" Wang Luohua replied.

When the two went out, Wang Luohua shivered slightly.

Song Qingcheng glanced at her: "You are not meeting a client now, why don't you know how to wear more?"

"I'm used to it, I always feel that wearing a skirt is more comfortable." Wang Luohua smiled.

Song Qingcheng didn't respond, and the two went into the underground garage. Song Qingcheng drove her off and found a noodle shop by the roadside.

This is a noodle shop that has been open for more than ten years. The price is fair and the area is small.

The two sat at the table in the store, warm and warm.

The smell of oily smoke is floating, it is the smoke and fire of life, mixed with various scents, scallion oil, sauce, but it can't hide the scent of plum.

The fragrance of plum blossoms floats, suppressing all the scents, Song Qingcheng thinks it smells particularly good.

"Boss, this store must be quite old, right? This kind of life is so lively." Wang Luohua smiled.

Song Qingcheng nodded: "As far as I know, it has been open for more than ten years. I heard that it has been open since 88. The scallion noodles here are a must."

"Then two bowls of scallion noodles!" Wang Luohua nodded.

Her face was pale, and she always felt a little abnormal, but her lips were red like fire.

The steam enveloped and drifted away, making her face look hazy.

Song Qingcheng was very calm, ordered four bowls of noodles and added a bunch of toppings.

Wang Luohua looked at him with interest: "Boss, you are so calm at this age. I have never met you before. Could it be that you are really 39 years old?"

"It doesn't matter, it's rare for you to be so calm." Song Qingcheng smiled.

Wang Luohua nodded: "I used to be an actor, but I got bored after acting in two plays, so I became an agent, and then engaged in management work."

"That's okay, the actor is really involuntary, it doesn't mean much." Song Qingcheng nodded.

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