intangible heritage

On this day, the spring is bright, the sun is like torn gold foil, covering the solid-colored floor, and part of it is on Qin Rong's rather thin body. He raised his glasses, and his beautiful eyes swept across lightly. Fu Lin.

Fu Lin was silenced by the sweep, he pursed his lips, and repeated, "Director Jiang is here."

Although Jiang Xun inherited the Qin family, he had no intention of managing the company at all. He assumed the status of a director and didn't even attend a meeting, which aroused deep opinions from the members of the board of directors, but Jiang Xun belonged to the Qin family. The largest shareholder made this group of people dare not speak out.

"Well," his knuckles with well-defined muscles and bones tapped on the wooden desk, making a crisp sound, as if they were touching Fu Lin's heart, and he gradually broke out in cold sweat.

He was most afraid of Qin Rong's appearance, like a poisonous snake hiding in a corner, spitting out a letter, maybe jumping out at any time to bite someone.

"Director Jiang is in the studio, do you want to go and see it?"

Qin Rong paused, "What is he doing there?"

Fu Lindao: "Jiang Dong and Song Mengsheng seem to be..." His expression was weird for a moment, "Friend, Jiang Dong accompanied him here."

"Song Mengsheng." Qin Rong frowned slightly, searching for this person in his mind.

"The spokesperson of freedom this season."

A delicate and fair face met, Qin Rong nodded slightly, he closed the file and got up, "Go and see."

The Qin family has its own studio, which occupies the entire plane on the 36th floor. It can be regarded as a separate department, and has its own direct elevator. With the sound of the elevator beeping, people's voices and footsteps poured in.

Different from the silence on the top floor, the 36th floor is much more lively, making Fu Lin seem to have returned to the world from the lonely snow mountain in an instant.

Qin Rong frowned slightly, standing at the door of the elevator, out of tune with the hustle and bustle inside, Fu Lin had followed Qin Rong for many years, knew his temper that didn't like noise, and was surprised at his willingness to come to the studio.

But with Qin Rong's stepping in, the studio was filled with a lot of cold water like boiling water. The crowd instantly moved lightly, whispering softly, and became much quieter. They were afraid that their voices would become louder and disturb the legend. The Great Demon King.

Fu Lin felt embarrassed, but Qin Rong didn't respond. He glanced at the staff who were staring at him in a daze and blocked the way, and said calmly, "Is my face blooming?"

"No, no."

"What's that staring at me?"

The staff reacted immediately and moved out of the way, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Qin Rong called to the staff who were about to escape, "What studio is Song Mengsheng in?"

The staff just finished wiping the sweat from their foreheads, and sighed in their hearts, the Great Demon King is worthy of being the Great Demon King, and was stopped by Qin Rong again, the hairs on his back stood on end, and he hurriedly led the way, "On the 7th, follow me."

After turning two corners, a half-open door appeared, and there were a few people huddled in the doorway, all of them had work cards around their necks, and they were taking pictures with their mobile phones and chatting.

"Who is accompanying Song Daxingxing?"

"Director Jiang! Are you from the village network? You don't even know this!"

"It's so handsome, tears flowed from the corner of my mouth."

"Tell me, is Song Mengsheng dating Jiang Dong? When I came in before, I saw Song Mengsheng holding Jiang Dong's arm."

The staff's hairs stood on end, and they glanced at Qin Rong as something bad happened, coughing uncontrollably.

The people who were chatting suddenly stopped with a sense of feeling, and looked over at the same time, all of them paled, "Qin, Mr. Qin Qin."

Qin Rong picked up the mobile phone of one of them with two fingers, and glanced at the content on the screen. It was Song Mengsheng who was secretly photographed, "Delete it, there will be no second time."

Several people hurriedly agreed, seeing that Qin Rong didn't intend to settle accounts with them, and ran away non-stop. When running, one of them accidentally bumped into another person who was walking towards him. The bite device, the work card is worn backwards, and the employee information cannot be seen. I don't know if it is alpha or beta.

Qin Rong took a second look at him, and the man's footsteps were a little weak, and he made a detour and walked away.

"Who is that person?"

The staff member scratched his head and said uncertainly, "It seems to be a new factory worker."

"Go and confirm." It was a small episode, Qin Rong put it behind his head after finishing his order.

When he entered, Song Mengsheng had already started filming. He was wearing a white dress with a thin belt around his waist. He was elegant and flexible, with a natural innocence. He could be regarded as a beauty. Fu Lin wiped his nose, he almost looked shocked.

The corners of Qin Rong's lips were pressed down, with a very indifferent expression on his face, "Is he good-looking?"

Fu Lin: "Huh?"

Qin Rong glanced at him coldly, apparently not wanting to ask a second time.

Fu Lin shook his body, pondered and replied, "It's okay."

After hearing this answer, Qin Rong still had no expression on his face. He raised his glasses, raised his legs and walked straight in. The staff in the studio seemed to be much more well-trained. Qin Rong lowered his voice, The rest is unchanged.

"How was the shot?"

The person in charge of Studio No. 7 replied, "Mr. Song has cooperated with us several times, Mr. Qin, don't worry."

"Well," Qin Rong glanced around casually, straightened his cuffs, and asked casually, "Where's Chairman Jiang?"

The person in charge pointed sideways and said, "Are you here to see Director Jiang? It's in the lounge."

"No." Qin Rong's fingers were slightly stiff, and then he smoothed out the wrinkles that he didn't know when he made them, "Just take a look."

"Oh, good, good." The person in charge looked a little weird. Director Jiang said he would come and take a look, and President Qin also came and took a look. These people who will not appear in eight hundred years just happened to gather together today Check it out.

However, this is not something he can ask, so he stepped aside tactfully.

Qin Rong wasn't very interested in the filming process, he stayed for a while and planned to leave, he raised his eyes to the closed door, and was about to withdraw his eyes when the door suddenly opened.

A familiar face came into view immediately, and his eyes met Jiang Xun's. Jiang Xun seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then his expression became cold with some disgust, but these emotions didn't last long. When Jiang Xun looked at Qin Rong again, , as if looking at a stranger.

With a long leg, he walked straight to the sofa at the edge of the shooting area, sat down, propped his chin, and focused on Song Mengsheng, who was shooting, without looking at Qin Rong.

Qin Rong clasped his palms tightly, pursed his lips, and turned around to leave. When he reached the gate, a hurried figure rushed in, brushed past his shoulder, and went straight inward.

Fu Lin who was at the side quickly supported Qin Rong.

A wave of pheromone rushed into the nasal cavity, Qin Rong supported his shoulders, his pupils constricted suddenly, and shouted: "It's the alpha of the susceptible period!"

The entire studio was suddenly quiet, and then the pot exploded like rapidly boiling water.

Qin Rong turned around nimbly, the man didn't panic at all, and seemed to be rushing in one direction, Qin Rong glanced at the place he was going straight for, and nimbly shuttled through the crowd, "Stop him, his goal is Song Mengsheng!"

In a blink of an eye, Qin Rong remembered who he was, the new factory worker.

"He's not wearing a bite stopper! Stay away from unmarked omegas!"

But Song Mengsheng hasn't recovered yet, the alpha in the susceptible period is fatally attractive to the unmarked omega, he immediately collapsed to the ground, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, powerless to fight back.

Seeing that Alpha was about to bite Song Mengsheng's neck, Qin Rong gritted his teeth and cursed, and flew directly to Alpha, putting his arm between Alpha and Song Mengsheng's neck.

"Well!"

The sharp teeth tore through the fabric, and the pain that pierced through the flesh swept across his body in an instant. Qin Rong's vision was blurred. He shook his head and gritted his teeth. He directly strangled Alpha to the ground with his injured arm.

And Alpha naturally wouldn't let him sway, and hit Qin Rong's abdomen with his elbow very sharply. In an instant, his internal organs seemed to shift, and Qin Rong, who was in pain, suddenly became powerless. At the same time, he was the farthest away from Song Mengsheng. Jiang Xun who rushed over froze.

The pheromones that were like huge waves were released overwhelmingly in this area, and like a monster with its bloody mouth wide open, he frantically grabbed the alpha that had been completely suppressed by the pheromones.

The sound of punching and punching pierced through Qin Rong's eardrums. He struggled under the pheromone and rushed towards Jiang Xun with a weak voice, "Stop hitting!"

"Get out!" Jiang Xun slapped Qin Rong away, as if his eyes were red, "Who allowed you to touch him! Who allowed you to touch him! Damn it, damn it!"

Qin Rong staggered and rushed back again, hugging Jiang Xun tightly, blood stained his arm, and even stained Jiang Xun's clothes, "Ah Xun! Young master! Stop beating, you're going to die!"

At this time, Jiang Xun is no different from a madman, his eyes are scarlet, and he can't hear what Qin Rong is saying, but his pheromone is still releasing, which makes everyone in the studio miserable, and there is even a future. The marked omega directly entered the fever period.

"It hurts." Jiang Xun grabbed Qin Rong's arm with one hand, and pressed his palm on the wound impartially. The pain pierced into the bone, and all limbs lost strength. Qin Rong couldn't help crying out the pain, Jiang Xun But he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, his handsome face full of hostility showed panic.

But Qin Rong didn't see it. He gritted his teeth, like the last line of defense, and tried his best to stop Jiang Xun with his body.

"Brother, let go."

At some point, Jiang Xun regained his sanity, and the release of pheromones stopped in an instant.

Qin Rong looked at Jiang Xun like the rest of his life after a catastrophe, and confirmed that he was normal. His body finally relaxed, and he fell to the ground like a paralyzed ooze. Back, Qin Rong suddenly realized that he buttoned his collar in a slightly awkward motion.

Suddenly, a coat wrapped in a faint scent fell on his shoulders. Qin Rong reflexively tried to remove the clothes, but was held down by the back of his hand.

"You don't want to be found out that you are an omega, so wear it well." Jiang Xun lowered his eyes, and his tone was somewhat ironic, "I haven't worn the coat, don't worry, it's not dirty."

[The author has something to say]: Resuming the update!