Song Zhongshu replied quickly, "A play directed by Ke Jian?"
He had no hope.
But Qian Qian said to give it a try, so he gave it a try. He was just curious, "Where did you get the biographies?"
"Confidential." She only replied with two words.
After a while, Song Zhongshu called again, "Lao San's hospital has opened. He asked me to go back and cut the ribbon for his platform. Please help me refuse."
Qian Qian was amused, "He invited you to the platform?"
This is to stimulate self-employment and prevent the wealth from flowing to outsiders.
However, the route Qian Qian set for Song Zhongshu was relatively high. It was impossible for him to go to such a small scene, lest it become his black material in the future.
Knowing that the second brother didn't want to refute the third brother's face, she ended up becoming the talking point.
Song Shuyi's traditional Chinese medicine hospital has actually been in preparation for two or three years. It started from hiring a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who had been dismissed by Gu's Traditional Chinese Medicine. Song Shuyi had this intention.
In the past few years, Dr. Song has been taking care of the pharmacy's income, and Qian Qian has not interfered with it. Naturally, the family members have not interfered either.
As a result, this guy was frugal and saved a lot of money. When he announced the opening of the hospital, Song Yu was shocked by his savings.
Qian Qian did not give a particularly formal reply to Dr. Song, but said, "The opening of the hospital should be simple, there is no need to make it fancy."
It's not the opening of a restaurant or anything like that, it's the reputation of your medical skills and people that are important.
Dr. Song Shu is about to graduate. He has now joined the ranks of medical doctors. The old rules are that the number of medical consultations per day and month is limited, and his is no exception.
Moreover, all the patients treated by Uncle Song have to be reviewed by Qian Qian. After she gives feedback, Dr. Song will make adjustments to the patient's diagnosis results and required medications based on her opinions.
This process allowed him to progress faster than if he had worked in any major hospital.
When the hospital opened, it was natural to keep it simple. Only my mother, Song Yu, was at home, and everyone else was in school and couldn't go back.
It happened to be that day, and the script was completely finalized, and some of the roles had already been decided, not to mention that the protagonist was a complex character.
In the evening, Ke Jian asked Qian Qian to have dinner with him, but she couldn't refuse.
Shang Chao made the call when she was approaching the school gate, turned around and bumped into someone.
"Why did you come here suddenly?" She looked surprised.
Shang Chao hung up the phone, walked over and kissed her on the cheek as if there was no one else around.
Qian Qian looked him up and down, "Just came back from a business trip?"
I haven't seen anyone for a month or two. He said he was going on a business trip, but he didn't expect to come back for so long.
The man let out a soft "hmm", his dissatisfaction visible to the naked eye, "If I don't look for you, you won't even call or send a message."
At that time, Qian Qian was reading the message sent by the director and didn't pay much attention to what Shang Chao said or his tone.
When I looked up, I realized that he seemed a little... aggrieved?
"I'm...busy." She tried to explain.
I've been really busy lately.
Shang Chao raised his eyebrows lightly and glanced at her mobile phone. The meaning was obvious. What are you busy with now?
My boyfriend is already standing in front of me.
Qianqian looked at his little appearance and wanted to laugh a little, but held it back, "How about I take you to have a meal with me?"
"Together?" That means it is not a candlelight dinner for two people.
Qian Qian looked at him. He obviously came back from a business trip and didn't go home. He came directly to find her. According to his habit, he had to take a shower first and then eat.
"I'll book a room now. When you get there, you can take a shower first, and then come down and have dinner with us." That's it.
This was the first time that the Shang Dynasty was clearly arranged.
On the way to the hotel, she was driving, while Xi He and Shang Chao were resting in the back seat.
Shang Chao was not surprised to learn that she was going to have dinner with a certain director, but he was also a little surprised, "Ke Jian?"
The most famous director.
Qian Qian smiled lightly, "I didn't get the opportunity to cooperate based on my appearance, although I have the ability."
Only then did the man curl his lips slightly.
No matter which industry she is in, she definitely has the ability, but she didn't expect that she would be able to master the entertainment industry she has never set foot in so quickly.
"You should know him too?" she asked.
Shang Chao shook his head.
Xihe gave a detailed explanation for his master, "Master Qi is not involved in the entertainment industry. Even if he has business, he has the full authority to let the people below take responsibility. Almost no one in the entertainment industry knows him."
But he is such a god of wealth. Anyone in the entertainment industry who can name him must know about the Shang Dynasty, but they have never met him.
Therefore, Qian Qian took them to the hotel and met Ke Jian as soon as they entered. Ke Jian did not recognize Shang Chao.
"Your friend?" Ke Jian was polite as always and shook hands.
The Shang Dynasty also gave him face, but said nothing.
Qianqian nodded generously, "My boyfriend."
Ke Jianlue was surprised and quickly put it away.
Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, Ke Jian has a rather poisonous eye. He can see at a glance that Shang Chao is worth millions. What's more, even if he doesn't speak, his temperament is there.
After Shang Chao and Xihe left, Ke Jian smiled teasingly, "Yesterday, someone asked me to set up a red line for you and him to get to know each other. This time, I don't have to. I just don't know how to refuse."
She didn't know how to answer the call, and she didn't expect to be noticed.
The group went to the box.
Everyone on the other side of the complex term has arrived.
As soon as he entered, Ke Jian winked at Fu Cixiang's manager Bai Zuo, hinting that screenwriter Song Qianqian already had a boyfriend.
As a result, Bai Zuo did not understand what Ke Jian meant. On the contrary, he misunderstood that he had already asked and did not mean to have a boyfriend.
Originally, Ke Jian usually stayed out of these matters involving young people, but the compound word item has become popular recently, and he has been in contact with it several times, and he is indeed a good person, so Ke Jian helped to explore it.
"Sit over here!" Bai Zuo stood up and pulled out the chair like a gentleman.
Qianqian looked and saw that there was only one seat left over there, and smiled politely, "It's okay, I have two friends coming over in a while, so it's just right to sit here."
Tonight is not a dinner party, just a private meal, not formal, so Qian Qian had greeted Ke Jian before, so there were two extra seats.
Bai Zuo readily asked people to vacate three positions, "Isn't that great?"
I couldn't resist the great hospitality, so I had to sit over there, a little distance away from Ke Jian.
Ke Jian looked at it and said, "Why don't you order it this way?"
Bai Zuo refused, and Ke Jian couldn't say much.
Qian Qian asked someone to bring the menu, "I brought my friends today, so I'll treat you all. It's also my first time working with you. Please take care of me in the future. I'm a real newcomer."
Ke Jian, as the biggest influencer, smiled and said: "In terms of strength, you are not a newcomer. There are not many screenwriters I have worked with who have impressed me deeply."
After a while of polite greetings, a glass of wine is inevitable.
As the agent, Bai Zuo said a few sentences on behalf of the plural terms, and then was the first to mention the wine.
Qianqian took the wine glass and said, "I can't drink. Do you mind if I drink tea instead of wine?"
When Ke Jiang was about to say it was okay, Bai Zuo was a little unhappy, "Hey, this doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense, just take a sip, just make sense!"
Just as he was talking, the door of the box was pushed open again, and Shang Chao and Xihe walked in.