Then he turned to Chi Rong and asked, "Uncle, has the video been recorded?"

"It's been recorded and has been sent to the second master."

"Who is the second master?" As soon as Chi Rong finished speaking, Lu Ze looked over and asked.

"...The second uncle is...my second uncle." Su Qi gave Lu Ze an awkward yet polite smile.

At the same time, I was muttering in my heart.

Why does Lu Ze love gossip more than women?

Why didn't I see it in class before...

Second uncle?

Listening to this explanation, Chi Rong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

If the second master knew that the young lady called him that, how would he react?

He didn't dare to think about it.

At this moment, Mo Group is in the high-level conference room.

Ever since Mo Xiuhan looked at his phone, the conference room suddenly became quiet.

All the senior executives sat in their seats and looked at the cold and serious man who looked at his phone and remained motionless with fear.

There is no sound on the phone, so no one knows what they are looking at.

But Mr. Mo has never been distracted during meetings.

Not to mention it takes so long!

Something big must have happened, something very big.

But no one knew what was going on, so everyone became more panicked.

Mr. Mo's temper is unpredictable. If something big happens to the company's operations, none of them will be able to escape.

Time passed little by little.

The temperature in the conference room showed 20 degrees, but everyone inside was sweating profusely.

After waiting for about six or seven minutes, the piano music ended, and Mo Xiuhan calmly put away his phone.

The moment he put away his phone, all the senior executives in the conference room held their breath, waiting for the storm to come.

Unexpectedly, the cold and serious man just glanced at everyone, then looked at the information in front of him, then directly continued what he had just said, and continued the meeting with everyone.

It seems that there is nothing unusual at all.

It was as if the quiet six or seven minutes just now had stopped.

It should be just for him, it's stagnant.

But for others, seconds are like years.

Seeing Mo Xiuhan continuing the meeting as if nothing had happened, everyone uniformly raised their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads and continued the meeting.

After the meeting, Mo Xiuhan returned to the office and turned on the sound again to watch the video sent by Chi Rong.

"It turned out to be "Life and Death"." Listening to the music in the video, Mo Xiuhan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Can she also play this song?

It seems that there is no song that she can't know...

The corners of the lips on Mo Xiu's cold face were slightly outlined, and he couldn't help but replay the video again.

After replaying it this time, he discovered something was wrong at the beginning.

The still scene at the beginning seems to be free of lag, right?

What did she see that made her trance?

Only then did he withdraw his gaze from the girl and look at the entire video screen.

Immediately, I noticed that her eyes seemed to be staring at the people at the judges' table.

But the person at the judges' table had her back to the video, so he couldn't tell who she was looking at for the moment.

But such an unblinking look...

Humph, is there a handsome guy?

Mo Xiuhan couldn't hold back. He quit the video, opened WeChat, clicked on the pinned account, and sent a sour message: [The judges of your school seem to be very good-looking. 】

Seven: [What are you talking about? The judges of our piano competition are all a bunch of bad old men...]

Bad old man?

When Mo Xiuhan heard this title, his fingers paused for a few seconds.
Chapter completed!