Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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Until the start of the big show, Song Xuan and his mind couldn't get rid of the words Xiao Ranyun said a week ago-Brother Yuanmu has decided to move Re's headquarters to China.

Re was originally an investment company, and later became an energy company due to the advent of new energy. Now, due to the completion of multiple mergers and acquisitions, re has become a multi-industry multinational company, but these cannot be erased The biggest capital of its rise-new energy.

New energy is sweet to every country, so Xiao Yuanmu thinks that investing in any country will have less obstacles than others, but the move of the headquarters is different from the usual investment and opening of a branch, it will involve many things, one of them The pieces are the relevant policies and national conditions of each country.

Xiao Yuanmu has always thought carefully about things. From the perspective of policy and national conditions, the United States is indeed the most suitable country for the development of Re and allows Re to develop as freely as possible. Therefore, he chose the United States as a very wise decision.

But now he wants to shift his focus to China. It’s not necessarily that China is not good. In fact, Song Xuanhe believes that the Chinese National Assembly will continue for the last ten years and become the country with the fastest economic development in the next ten years. Choosing to focus investment on the Chinese market is absolutely foresight, but for now, China is not the most suitable country for re.

Zhou Nan, who was so surprised when he heard this, knew it, even Xiao Ranyun, who had grievances in his eyes when speaking.

It's impossible for Xiao Yuanmu to know something that the 18-year-old girl knows.

Therefore, if Xiao Yuanmu really moves the re headquarters to China, Song Xuanhe can only believe that the main reason for this is because of him.

It has been a week since noon when I learned about it. Song Xuan and Cong Emperor arrived in Y City. During the period, they wanted to call Xiao Yuanmu or answer Xiao Yuanmu's calls countless times, but I didn’t know why. Every time my finger touches to connect/dial, I hesitate.

Suddenly, he didn't know how to face Xiao Yuanmu.

"Song?" Feng Tong patted Song Xuanhe who was distracted, and smiled when he raised his head: "What's wrong? Very nervous?"

Song Xuanhe came back to his senses and smiled at Fengtong: "I am thinking about whether there is room for improvement in this group of designs today."

"It's only three hours before the big show." Feng Tong smiled: "You can't think about it at this time. I came here to ask you to go to the front desk to have a look. The show director has already prepared the rehearsal."

"Okay." Song Xuanhe nodded and followed Feng Tong for a few steps. He suddenly turned around and put the phone on the table. He met Feng Tong, who had some doubts in his eyes, and said: "I'm afraid that the phone will ring. Interrupt the rehearsal."

Feng Tong suddenly took out the mobile phone in his pocket, put it on the table together, and said: "You reminded me that there have been calls coming in from my mobile phone since the morning. Although I adjusted the mute, I took it with me. I still want to take a look, we still focus on the most important thing to watch the rehearsal."

Song Xuan and his mouth curled slightly, smiling and leaving the lounge alongside him.

The show director invited by Song Xuanhe and Fengtong is a well-known director in the entire modeling circle. He completely arranged Song Xuanhe and Fengtong's ideas and feelings on the runway, which made them very satisfied.

After a dress rehearsal, Song Xuanhe and Fengtong basically let go of their hearts. As long as there is no mistake when the meeting officially opens, there will be basically no problems.

The two went back to the lounge again. Just after they entered the door, an assistant knocked on the door. The assistant said, "Song, someone wants to interview you before the show. They are the editor-in-chief of po magazine. Do you want to go?"

Song Xuanhe was a little surprised, and said, "Interview me?"

"Yes." The assistant said: "Are you going?"

Before Song Xuanhe answered, Feng Tong patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Go, the editor-in-chief of po rarely asks sharp questions. If she asks you about the designs of other designers, you just go over it vaguely, except Apart from this, there is no big deal, and if the show is successful, the magazine report may bring more popularity to our studio."

Fengtong said so, Song Xuanhe couldn't refuse, so he could only leave with his assistant.

The editor-in-chief of po is a strong woman with a tall stature and a simple and stylish dress. The first time she saw Song Xuanhe, she looked up and down with a slight scrutiny gaze. She smiled and stretched out her hand when she saw his face unchanged. Hello, I’m Lisa, and I’m glad you can accept my interview."

Song Xuanhe shook her hand gently, and moved away as soon as he touched it, with a polite smile on his face: "I am also very happy to meet you, Miss Lisa."

Lisa sat on a high chair with her legs crossed, leaning forward slightly, holding an interview recorder and a notebook in her hand, and smiled at Song Xuanhe: "I have heard of Mr. Song before, but I did not expect you I am so handsome and sexy, no wonder I can become Mr. Xiao's lover."

Song Xuan and his eyes flickered, and he curled his lips calmly, "Thank you."

Lisa smiled and said: "Well, let's get to the point. May I ask Mr. Song, do you have confidence in today's first show? Do you think this show will be successful?"

"Of course." Song Xuan said with a smile.

Lisa paused for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Do you mean that you are very confident in this show and think this show will be successful?"

"Yes."

"Your self-confident appearance is also very attractive." Lisa smiled and lifted her hair and tilted her head. "Can you tell me about the inspiration for the design of this first show? For example, many designers have an inspiration muse. , There are also many designers who just suddenly found something beautiful and inspired them. Which one are you?"

"Combine the two." Song Xuanhe said: "The original inspiration was because of one person, but the later details and tailoring adjustments were all because of some inspiration that suddenly appeared later."

"The original inspiration was a person?" Lisa caught the point of Song Xuanhe's words and smiled deeper: "If you can, can you tell me who is the muse that gave you the original design inspiration?"

"not very convenient."

In the face of Song Xuan and Li's firm refusal, Lisa smiled, but within an instant she returned to her smile, moved forward and whispered, "Is it really not possible? I think readers should be right. The designer’s source of inspiration is very interesting."

"I think they only need to be interested in the designer's work."

Song Xuanhe smiled, and his words were so gentle that people couldn't find the slightest mistake, but it made Lisa feel that it was more difficult to face those celebrities who regard public relations as a common thing.

The last time she encountered such a troublesome was the interview with Xiao Yuanmu a few months ago.

Thinking about this, Lisa smiled and said, "Mr. Song and Mr. Xiao are worthy of being lovers. Although your voices are different, the content is very tacit, and they are both very concise and neat. If not for the interview with Mr. Xiao last time Experience, I might disrupt the interview content as I did last time, and get messed up."

Song Xuan and his eyebrows were slightly raised, the smile on their faces faded, and they looked at Lisa’s eyes and said, “I remember Xiao Yuanmu didn’t seem to have been interviewed by fashion magazines. I don’t know when Miss Lisa interviewed him. ."

Lisa smiled and explained: "I used to be the editor-in-chief of a financial magazine. I only switched to po two months ago. Mr. Xiao was the last person I interviewed in that magazine, and Mr. Song was the first I interviewed after I arrived at po. Personally, I think this is very commemorative to me. If possible, I hope you can give me an invitation letter when you get married. I will definitely portray your wedding perfectly."

Song Xuan hooked the corners of her mouth, and instead of getting the topic away from her, she asked, "Who asked you to interview me?"

Seeing Lisa's expression changed almost undetectably, Song Xuanhe continued: "Or, who helped you find me after contacting Xiao Yuanmu?"

Lisa smiled and said: "I am an editor and interviewing is my job. You and Mr. Xiao are the most watched couples in the past six months. They have received more attention than any couple in the entertainment industry before. Of course I I will try my best to get the opportunity to interview you."

Song Xuanhe's expression remained the same, but his gaze fell faintly on her body, and said: "I know, so who is the person who gave you this opportunity?"

Lisa's leaning body straightened slightly, Song Xuanhe did not have any real threat or angry expression on her face, but such a calm gaze made her feel more stressed, and there was even a kind of being faced with everything. Man see through illusion.

She kept the smile on her face unchanged, and said: "In order to get this opportunity, I contacted many friends and former colleagues. If Mr. Song wants to ask who helped me get in the end you and Mr. Xiao directly If you get the chance, I can only tell you that it is a friend of mine. I can’t reveal much about the others. I’m sorry, this is my professional principle.”

Song Xuanhe glanced at her indifferently, and stood up and said, "In that case, there is no need to talk with Miss Lisa anymore. Let's end this interview."

Lisa was taken aback and stood up. Seeing Song Xuanhe walking towards the door, she raised her leg and was about to catch up. Then, just two steps away, the door was opened from the outside, and a handsome blond man stood outside the door. After seeing Song Xuanhe, smiled brightly and stretched out his hand: "Hello, this is Louis. I just heard you say that I want to know about me. I have always been curious about you. Unfortunately, Xiao never let you come to the United States. I was not allowed to see you, and I was not allowed to investigate any information about you, so we could only meet in this way."

Song Xuanhe's eyes fell on Louis's slender and clean hands, and he curled his lips: "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Louis, it seems that during the two-month vacation, your hands have recovered quickly."

Louis was taken aback when he heard the words, and then turned his head in surprise and angrily: "Xiao, since you told Song I was injured and asked for leave, why didn't you tell him that I was in the hospital for five days and you were taken to the company? ?"

Song Xuan opened his eyes peacefully.

Louis opened the whole door, and Xiao Yuanmu appeared in front of Song Xuanhe. The two of them faced each other. His dark eyes were like a storm, and his voice was extremely heavy: "I found you in your house. There is no need for me to report your news to my lover. Now, we need some personal time."

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"Dressed as a pseudo-white lotus male protagonist"

Because she ignored her cousin’s pleading, Xue Shen was retributed the next day.

When he woke up, he walked into the body of a small cannon fodder with the same name and surname as the book.

Little Cannon Fodder's life experience is impeccable and he is definitely a legendary example of a winner who was born in Rome.

——The father of the three film actor who has been named the world's most beautiful male artist for ten consecutive years

——The most influential empress mother in the world's major awards

With such parents, the little cannon fodder, who has been so good-looking and unreasonable since he was a child, has been called by the media as "the national son with the most pro-daddy and pro-mum fans in the world."

However, a life winner holding a god-level good card in his hand played this good card in a sparsely manner.

Racial remarks, gathering people to drink and pick up girls, hit people in front of the camera than the middle finger, mock the newest actor with the highest nationality in front of audiences all over the world...

Passersby was a little bit exhausted, fans collectively delisted, and the most influential child star who had hundreds of millions of fans from the age of three became the most hated public figure by the public.

Xue Shen, dressed in small cannon fodder covered in black spots, said: Wash white?Doesn't exist, hold the protagonist's thigh?I was more inclined to trample him to death at first.