Su Tianshao, who came home alone, felt a little lonely, took out a bottle of red wine in the refrigerator, and placed two wine glasses in front of him.

"This is your favorite red wine, let's have a drink."

The red wine glass on the opposite side didn't move at all, but Su Tianshao drank the red wine in the bottle one after another until the ground was full of wine bottles.

Su Tianshao touched his head that was a little swollen, stood up and walked to the second floor, and opened the door of the bedroom that was at the deepest point. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

He walked to the window with ease, and there was a bed there. A ray of moonlight just fell on the side of the bed. Through the moonlight, it could be clearly seen that it was an iron chain.

Su Tianshao walked over and sat on the bed, picked up the iron chain, the cold iron chain hurt his heart, and clenched the iron chain in his hand, as if he was holding that person's hand, arm, neck, cheek...

Sighing softly, Su Tianshao lay on the bed, humming the song Song Anqing sang at the bar at night.Slowly fall asleep.

After Song Anqing came home, Song's mother was sitting anxiously on the sofa and waiting. Looking at her aged but still beautiful mother, Song Anqing gave her a big bear hug.

"Mom, I'm back."

Although the two people behind were amazed at the villa and the identities of Song Anqing's parents, they politely said hello, and then the three of them left father Song to wash up and go to bed, and we will talk about it the next day if there is anything to do.

"How is it?" Song's mother asked about her son's situation before Song's father sat down.

"The child has grown up, but it's even more distressing." Song's father quickly sat down and took a sip of tea, "I don't know what happened to him during his time as a trainee. There is something wrong with the child's eyes."

"Some vicissitudes, some helplessness, and a little bit of luck for the rest of the life."

If Song An knows that Song's father can see so much with just one look, he may want to remake and be reborn again.

"But no matter what, growing up is the biggest gain. As long as he is not abused in that entertainment company, I will remember that company well."

Song Mingze ignored Mother Song's anxious eyes, but spoke his analysis slowly.

"Then what about Qing'er's boss you mentioned? Is it reliable? Can you cooperate? Will Qing'er be cheated?" Really can't wait for Song's father to get to the point, Song's mother can only ask the question directly ask out.

"That young man, I have to say he is a talent. If I were 20 years younger, I might not be able to beat him."

Speaking of Su Tianshao, Father Song seemed to have found a confidant, and even wanted to make friends with Su Tianshao.

"But sometimes I can't figure out what this young man is thinking. You say he is doing it to make money, but he is willing to give 50.00% of the shares to Qing'er. Got a big debt."

Speaking of Su Tianshao's debut event, even Song Mingze had to applaud Su Tianshao's arrangement. If he can make the Moonlight Bar the first stop, then the subsequent projects will only be more exciting.

"After talking for a long time, you just found a Wangnian friend." Song's mother was not satisfied with Song's answer, but she didn't know what to ask.

"You will definitely see how good this young man is in the future." Father Song proudly showed off Su Tianshao, as if showing off his own son.

But after Song's mother learned about Su Tianshao's excellence, she only had one idea, which was to blow up Song's father.

"When we founded Moonlight, we actually wanted to keep offline entertainment in the hands of outsiders." Song's mother flicked the long hair of the shawl, "I just didn't expect Xiaoqing to appear in front of everyone in such a way. "

"Since Xiaoqing participated in a banquet when he was eight years old, we have never let him appear in the business circle again. We just never thought that he would return to the circle in this way."

Father Song sighed and shook his head helplessly, "At the beginning when he said he didn't like doing business, I still had a headache for a long time. Now that he wants to enter the entertainment circle, it's even more difficult for me."

Seeing Song's father interrupting and making jokes, Song's mother felt that something was wrong, because Song's father was always smiling, and even when the business was in trouble, he would not show it at home. Since Song's mother returned home, she no longer cared about the company's affairs.This was the first time Father Song complained in front of her.

"Did something happen to Xiaoqing?"

All Mother Song could think of was her son, "Tell me, let's figure out a solution together."

Song Mingze hugged Mother Song beside him into his arms, put his chin on Mother Song's head, and said something softly.

"Xiaohui, those people from ten years ago are here again. Their target is still Xiaoqing, but I'm still as incompetent as before, and I can't find any clues about them."

Song's mother didn't say anything, but patted Song Mingze's hand, "Then what is the result of your discussion, and what are you going to do?"

"Maintain the status quo. Let's check it in private. Don't let them find out that we already know about it. Su Tianshao is taking care of Xiaoqing and we can't let Xiaoqing go home."

"I have promised Su Tianshao to build a separate building for his Yiran entertainment."

Song's mother was silent for a while, "If Xiaoqing has [-] shares by then, Xiaoqing will be the largest shareholder of Yiran Entertainment..."

"On the bright side, it's Yiran's entertainment. Who knows what Su Tianshao is doing secretly, but a smart person like him won't commit illegal acts and dig his own grave."

Song Mingze's evaluation of Su Tianshao is getting higher and higher, and he even regrets why such a talented child is not his own, but he dare not say it out loud.

"I want to recognize Su Tianshao as a godson. What do you think? When we get old, he will still be able to take care of Xiaoqing."

Song Mingze wanted to do it when he thought of it, picked up his phone and prepared to make a call.

"You have only met a few times, and you already want to adopt him as a godson. After you get acquainted with him, is it possible that you want to marry home and be a daughter-in-law?"

Mother Song, who has been on the Internet for many years, is quite familiar with these cultures, and she is not as repulsive as traditional middle-aged people, so there is nothing wrong with saying it casually.

But it was a bit harsh to Song Mingze's ears, but he knew his wife was joking, so he just smiled and didn't have much reaction, but the phone he picked up was put down again.

"Accepting a foster son is a big matter, and you have to keep an eye on it. It's still Su Tianshao's family." Song Mingze thought further and further, and even thought about the meeting place for the two parties.

On Song Anqing's side, the three of them all went to Song Anqing's room after taking a shower.

"Second. Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist."

"I'm Song Mingze, my mother is Liang Sihui, those two people you know." Song Anqing smiled, "I'm their son."

"Song Anqing, awesome."

"He's a bullshit, obviously we are even better."

Yi Shaohua let out a sigh of relief, "I'm finally not a non-chief. I have drawn SR cards for so many years, but I didn't expect to get an SSR this time."

"Why not sp?" Zong Zhengsi, who also played games, was a little curious why Song Anqing was not the highest level.

"Sp is of course auntie." Yi Shaohua looked obsessed with idols, "I don't accept rebuttals, Liang Sihui is the best."

Song Anqing met his mother's live fans for the second time, and the first one was of course his old father.

"My mother hasn't sung for a long time, but I didn't expect you to like folk singers. People who like her are basically people of their age. Knowing that you have fans as young as you, she must be very happy."

Song Anqing's musical talent is inherited from his mother, and his love for music is also due to his mother's precepts and deeds.

"It just so happens that you can ask my mother to give me some pointers. She still has some insights into the study of folk songs." Song Anqing looked at Yi Shaohua with extremely kind eyes, just like a father looking at his son.

"You two are welcome too. Since my dad asked me to bring you two home, he must be very relieved of you and recognize you." Song Anqing looked at the two cramped young people and smiled.

"If you're worried, the two of you can sleep in the same room. Don't worry, the Song family is doing serious business."

After sending the two friends out, Song Anqing walked to the study, knowing that his father was waiting for him.

The door of the study was half-closed, it was not closed, it was exactly as Song Anqing thought, Song Mingze wanted to talk to him.

"Sit over there, wait until I finish the work in hand." Song Mingze pointed to the sofa at hand.

"Do you know the difference between materialism and idealism?" Song Mingzhe suddenly said, and the art student Song Anqing was confused.

"I don't know." Song Anqing shook his head in confusion.

"It's fine if you don't know. It's useless for you to know so much." Father Song put down the document in his hand, "But your boss knows, and he researched it very thoroughly."

Su Tianshao knows?Song Anqing didn't know if he knew. In his previous life, Song Anqing didn't realize that Su Tianshao was a person who studied philosophy.

"Then what does this have to do with me?"

"Of course, your boss knows so much. The future of your company is very bright." Originally, I wanted to have a good chat with Song Anqing, but Su Tianshao's excellence made Song's father a little bit reluctant. Why is he someone else's child?

"See if you have any way to abduct your boss. It's really a waste of talent to start an entertainment company. You are so close to him, at least you can win the moon first. Let our company win over."

Song Anqing rolled his eyes, "Dad, what are you talking about? Our boss is just in its infancy, so you can see that the company's development is not very ideal, but he has all the means, strength and connections, so why is there no future? Say no In the future, he will be a top giant in the entertainment industry, and will be at the same level as you in the future."

Although Su Tianshao is a scumbag, Song Anqing also has to admit his strength. He worked hard to get to Huaguo's entertainment industry spoiler, and even in the later period, he was able to sit on an equal footing with Song's father. It is a pity that he died early and did not see Su Tianshao's more brilliant future. time.

"Other people's children, no matter how good they are, it has nothing to do with you. Who made you have such a thorny son like me who can't be supported by mud."

Song Anqing's tone was a little excited, maybe he didn't notice it himself.

"Stupid or not, why don't you let Su Tianshao dance when you compare your shortcomings with others?" Song Mingze patted Song Anqing's head, "Forget it, the person who asked you to talk about serious business today is not trying to wrestle with you."

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