Chapter 181 Adoption Relationship
"So what you're saying is that Teng An hit his head this morning and decided he was incredibly talented, a true prodigy. His inspiration flooded him, and he wrote an 80,000-word script overnight. And you're asking him to invest in his film?"
The mutton covered with sesame sauce was salty, fragrant and tender. Qin Qinsen looked at the person who had just hung up the phone through the light white mist.
The two were enjoying their meal when Teng Su's phone rang. After answering it, his expression changed from calm to confusion and finally to a state of being in a dilemma.
"Did he explore an ancient tomb? That's not right. He hasn't been away from home lately. So did he go to a haunted house? Or did he secretly collect some so-called antiques?"
Qin Qinsen poured half a plate of freshly cut lamb legs into the pot. He stared at the water surface, waiting for the meat slices to change color so that he could take them out and eat them with relish.
As the second child of the Teng family, Teng An did not develop bad habits due to his privileged environment, nor did he have any messy relationships with men and women. He was so happy and cheerful every day that people who didn't know him would think he was just a fool from the village who had come out to visit.
If Qin Qinsen had not read his fortune before and knew that this kid was just a little stupid, Qin Qinsen would have wanted to send him to a psychiatric department for examination personally because of his erratic behavior.
"Let's eat first." Teng Su sent the address to his annoying brother and picked up a piece of meat for Qin Qinsen.
After swallowing the food in his mouth, Qin Qinsen took a sip of ice cola. "Don't just pick it up for me, eat it too. Don't you have a meeting today? Why are you here?"
Teng Su hummed and scooped a piece of tofu from the pot.
"I'm worried."
Even holding a parent-teacher meeting can lead to chaos. Teng Su is thinking about what excuse he can use to tie the person to his side and not allow him to go anywhere.
Looking strangely at the person who kept picking up food for him, Qin Qinsen picked up a Coke bottle and hit someone in the face.
"What evil plan are you planning? Why are you so serious?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the evil hand was caught red-handed.
"What are you doing? Aren't you cold? Let go."
Although he expressed his dissatisfaction, he did not show any sign of struggling. He let Teng Su hold his hand and put down the frozen aluminum can in his hand.
Then, Teng Su held his hand and started eating seriously.
Qin Qinsen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Is it really that serious, Mr. Teng? How old are you this year? You're still playing this game."
Their clasped hands rested on the table. Qin Qinsen tilted his head to look at Teng Su. He took a piece of mutton roll from the pot, dipped it in a little sauce, and put it into his mouth. He then took four or five more slices of mutton from the pot, covered them with sesame sauce, and brought them to his lips.
"Eat more. I've lost weight recently."
Taking the meat from his mouth, Qin Qinsen wrinkled his nose and said vaguely, "No."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the warm touch on his hand disappear, and instead, he felt a different touch on his waist.
"itch!"
He twisted his body to try to avoid the other person's big hand, but unfortunately it had little effect.
"Master Qin only has a few pounds of flesh. If he continues to ruin his body by sleeping day and night, he will have to go to Asan again in less than half a month." Teng Su frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with this man's behavior of always neglecting his own health.
Holding tightly onto the tools he had used to commit the crime, Qin Qinsen leaned crookedly in Teng Su's arms.
The itchy spot on his waist was still announcing its existence, and the numbness and itching attacked his nerves at the same time. Hearing Teng Su's words, he had no strength to refute at all, and could only wipe all the tears of laughter on Teng Su's shoulders.
"elder brother!"
The two were enjoying a rare moment of tenderness when the door of the private room was slammed open from outside.
Teng An rushed in, followed by a robot that kept apologizing.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. He was in a hurry. Ouch, did you fall? I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."
It was not until the other person closed the door and turned around that Qin Qinsen could see the person clearly.
He was a little over 1.6 meters tall, with long hair casually tied up, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. He had a handsome face, and a look of apology that had not yet faded.
"Hello."
Sitting up straight, Qin Qinsen asked everyone to sit down and said, "Talk properly."
A slap hit Teng An's forehead as he suddenly approached. The pain seemed to bring him back to his senses. He adjusted his posture and was about to sit down, but was pulled away.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Don't be fooled by the girl's skinny appearance, she is strong enough to pull a man weighing over 100 pounds.
After pulling the tactless idiot out from between Qin Qinsen and Teng Su, the two of them sat down at the table.
"Brother, listen to me!" Teng An grabbed his eldest brother's arm and began to tell the story, from the character setting to the main plot, from the early investment to the actor selection, it was a mess and he said whatever he thought of.
"How long has he been like this?"
"Ah? Ah!" The girl reacted for a moment before looking at Qin Qinsen. "He suddenly called me around seven or eight tonight and said he had finished writing the script and insisted on showing it to me."
"Did you bring the script?"
“I brought it!”
When he opened the tablet and handed it over, the girl felt a little nervous for no reason.
Qin Qinsen first checked the tablet before focusing his eyes on the screen covered with words.
At some point, Teng Su's side also became quiet, and the only sounds left in the private room were the boiling hot pot and a sudden "gulp".
"Let's eat first." Qin Qinsen casually flipped through a few pages of the document and returned the tablet.
"Sister-in-law, what do you think of this notebook?"
"Has he been tricked again?"
The two brothers spoke at the same time, and Qin Qinsen couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, Er Teng, you haven't eaten for a long time, aren't you uncomfortable?" Qin Qinsen put the meat slices into an empty bowl and handed it to Teng An. After confirming that he started eating, he shook his head at Teng Su beside him and said regretfully, "When luck comes, it can't be stopped."
A few months ago, this guy's fate was to be a rich and idle man, but now it seems that he is going against the current and is determined to carve out a path for himself in the industry.
"Him? The screenwriter?"
You can't blame Teng Su for his odd tone; the truth is, even in elementary school, this kid only knew the few lines "Time flies, time flows by." Now he says his luck has come, but it's impossible that luck can also improve his Chinese grades, right?
"It's impossible to edit, but investing isn't a problem."
Qin Qinsen turned his gaze to the slightly reserved girl, "This...?"
"Meng Xi, my name is Meng Xi."
"The projects that Er Teng is investing in are all your scripts, right?" Qin Qinsen's words were vaguely confirmed by Teng An. "I didn't ask you, so go eat yours."
"Ms. Meng, don't be nervous. I just want to ask, who asked you to go to the Teng family?"
Hearing this, Meng Xi was obviously stunned. He subconsciously bit his lower lip and his eyes began to dodge involuntarily.
Meng Xi, who was already very nervous after being dragged out to see Teng Su, felt even more suffocated at this moment.
"Um—cough cough, what do you mean?" Teng An swallowed the meat in his mouth with difficulty and blinked blankly, "Meng Xi is the best friend of Senior Brother Fang Le's cousin, what's wrong?"
The complex relationship was so confusing that Qin Qinsen sighed, "Did your dead senior brother adopt you out to a non-blood-related relative?"
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