Song Ran knew what her mother was thinking when she wanted to speak but stopped. They didn't agree when she was taking the Central Academy of Drama, and they secretly went to Yanjing News to make the name of the name. Later, my aunt helped to tell her that the sign could be realized.

Two years ago, when an actor named Zhang Yu revealed the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry, Tang Liyun went to Yanjing to talk to Song Ran for a long time, talking about ideals and futures, because she was worried that she should not take the path she should not take in order to become famous, and wanted to help her re-establish the correct view. She also adjusted her original monthly living expenses of 800 yuan to 1,500 yuan, hoping that she would not be tempted by money and external things.

"Actors are just a profession, not a complete life. A girl must have self-esteem, self-love, and self-respect. This is not only responsible for yourself, but also for your future life." This is a sentence my mother said to Song Ran at that time, which she still remembers.

Song Ran has always been asking for her, so she has only filmed a few dramas in the past two years, and it is for the sake of her student in the Central Academy of Drama and being selected by Master Zhang as an Olympic baby.

Song Ran promised her mother: "Mom, don't worry, I know what I should do. You don't have to worry about our company. Our boss, Sister Hua, is known as the number one agent in China. She has a good reputation in the circle and will never force an artist. Besides, there is Qin..."

Song Ran almost blurted out Qin Yu's name and hurriedly stopped.

"What else? Qin?" Tang Liyun asked in confusion.

"Nothing, I'm talking about Sister Hua taking us like her relatives. My agent and assistant are also girls, so there's no problem."

"Oh, that's great. After the New Year, your dad and I will take time to go to Yanjing once, meet your boss, and invite her to have a meal. Let her take care of you more."

"Mom, no need, Sister Hua has dozens of artists, among which there are more than a dozen first-line artists. Chen Daoming, whom you and my dad like more, is a big-name artist in our company. I met him in the company a few years ago."

"Oh, is that? How is he like on TV?"

"He is quite kind and has no airs to us juniors. We call him uncle in the company..."

When Song Ran saw his mother's interest, he knew that the matter was vague until the message prompted him to sound on his phone.

Song Ran picked it up and looked at it, then said to his mother: "Mom, my assistant helped me bring my luggage back from Hengdian. I'll get it, and I'll drive away the car."

"Oh, you kid, just wait until I drive you to pick it up together."

"Don't worry, you'd better take care of Lao Song at home. He will definitely drink when they have dinner together today. Didn't you see that he didn't even drive a car? He just prepared for the dinner tonight."

"Your dad's car is big, you drive slowly. Recently, there are many cars on the road, so you should be careful." Tang Liyun looked at Song Ran in a hurry and couldn't help but remind him.

"I know, mom, I will pay attention."

"By the way, why are you back? Your assistant is still in Hengdian... You said you kid, I haven't finished talking yet... Remember to go home for dinner tonight..."

Before her mother objected, Song Ran took the car key and flicked the person. After looking at the time, they should have three or four hours to arrive. Song Ran went to a beauty shop to take care of her hair again. The woman was about to please herself and was about to meet Qin Yu, and she wanted to maintain her perfect image.

Qin Yu and his party got off the expressway at the Shanghai Expressway intersection. As soon as they arrived at the intersection of the city, they saw Song Ran waiting there standing next to an SUV.

"Why aren't you waiting in the car? Be careful to catch a cold." Qin Yu got off the car and felt the coldness of the outdoor temperature. Especially here there was another air outlet. Song Ran's little face turned a little blue. He hurriedly put on his down jacket for Song Ran, and then covered her rubbing hands with his wide palm.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't see me?" Feeling the warmth given by Qin Yu, Song Ran muttered in a low voice.

Qin Yu explained to Song Ran: "You have been waiting for a long time, right? I didn't expect that the expressway would be so congested during the Chinese New Year."

"It's only half an hour. I'll just come here after receiving a text message from you that you're about to arrive in Shanghai."

"You have done a new hairstyle, it's so beautiful." Song Ran's original high ponytail has now been untied, becoming a big wavy hairstyle to show more mature charm for women.

Qin Yu's praise words and hot eyes made Song Ran secretly happy about taking care of himself in advance.

Seeing Cai Yinong, Hu Ge and others who got out of the car, Song Ran hurriedly pulled his hand out of Qin Yu's hand. Although his face was slightly red, he still greeted the people generously.

"Hello, Song Ran. I saw your car from afar. I was thinking about who was so cold that I could not let a beautiful woman stand outside the car. I didn't expect it was you."

Regarding Cai Yinong's joke, Song Ran embarrassedly defended: "Mr. Cai, I'm just here to get my luggage. Thank you for helping me bring it back from afar."

Qin Yu, who was standing beside him, continued, "I didn't expect that I was also a piece of luggage. It seems that I want to find a suitcase to get in. No matter where I go today, I will follow you."

Qin Yu's head suddenly stretched out from behind scared Song Ran, and Song Ran pushed him away with a blushing face: "Get up, who wants to take you?"

Cai Yinong, who was waiting for Wu Qian and her luggage behind, waved to Song Ran and said, "I originally wanted to invite Qin Yu to the end of the meal. Now that you, a Shanghai native, are here, I will give him to you to greet him."

"Then thank Mr. Cai. I took the time to invite you to dinner." Qin Yu said goodbye to Cai Yinong without waiting for Song Ran to reply.

Song Ran drove a Yanjing Hyundai Tucson. Although the trunk was also very spacious, only three of the four large suitcases were stuffed, so the last one had to be placed in the back seat.

After putting the luggage in, Qin Yu took the lead in opening the back seat door and said to Wu Qian, who had always acted as a little transparent person, "Wu Qian, I'm sorry, just feel aggrieved."

"It's okay, I can sit down." As an assistant, you have to recognize your identity and not get involved in the boss's personal affairs. This is what Senior Tang calls him.

Not familiar with Shanghai, Qin Yu did not show off his own strength to drive the car, but sat in the co-pilot and honestly tied the seat belt.

Song Ran ignited the fire under Qin Yu's questioning gaze, released the handbrake, quit gear, fused oil, started, turned direction, changed lanes, and accelerated. Her skillful movements could all show that she was an old driver.

"Good, I'm very skilled in driving. The car is a bit big, you should drive a sports car. Only a red Ferrari or Lamborghini can deserve your appearance."

"Tsk, let me tell you, I really don't like small cars, I don't even like sedans. My dad's SUV is the suggestion I made. I like to drive big cars and have a wide view."

"You are awesome." Qin Yu gave her a thumbs up: "We will buy SUVs in the future, and I don't like sedans either."
Chapter completed!