Chapter 289
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Mo Chen raised his eyes and looked at Shang Ziyang with a cold and ruthless gaze.
Shang Ziyang shuddered.
To be honest, he didn't understand why the Third Eldest Son wanted to fire Jiang Zheng. This person was quite capable.
After hesitating for a while, he said, "The Third Eldest Son, how did Jiang Zheng offend you? Why don't we get him to apologize to you …"
Mochen's voice was so cold that it made one shiver. "Do you like him a lot?"
Shang Ziyang wiped the sweat off his temples. "I don't think so. He's quite capable."
Mochen asked in a low voice, "What does he mean?"
Shang Ziyang said, "Yes, he still wants to come back, so …"
Mochen interrupted him. "Sure, get him to bring his daughter over at Zishan Pavilion in the afternoon."
Shang Ziyang heaved a sigh of relief. He thought it was over.
Today, Jiang Zheng had called him to say that Zhu was already negotiating with him. The contract had already been drafted and all that was left was to sign it.
It wasn't worth it to send such a useful person over with so many business secrets and a small-time actor from "Empire"!
Just as he was in a daze, he suddenly heard Miss Wei Wei singing —
"The sky hasn't cleared up for a long time
…
The kite is stranded on a cloudy day
I miss waiting for rescue
"I pull the string to review the gentleness you gave me
… "
Just one sentence and he knew that she was a king!
Coupled with Wei Wei's special voice, it was too emotional. It was as if a pair of gentle hands were slowly squeezing his heart. There was an unending pain spreading through his limbs and bones.
Mochen was also surprised. He looked up at Wei Wei, his eyes dark.
Wei Wei closed her eyes and sang in a daze.
Shang Ziyang stood there, feeling as if his heart had been broken by the song.
Mochen listened for a while, his long fingers tugged on his tie and he said in a low voice, "Get Mo Shan to help her compose a few songs for the finals."
Shang Ziyang was speechless.
Damn, was the Third Eldest Son spoiling his wife to the heavens?
Who was Mo Shan?
The number one composer was actually invited to compose for a little-known singer!
He looked at Xiang Mochen. "This will be difficult, right?"
Mochen lifted his eyes and glanced at Shang Ziyang coldly. "Don't you know Mo Shan's character?"
Shang Ziyang was speechless.
Mochen touched Wei Wei's tie and said in a low voice, "Let Mo Shan listen to the unedited songs in the karaoke room. I think he'll be interested."
Shang Ziyang was speechless.
Although Miss Wei Wei was very talented in singing, the Third Eldest Son sounded like his woman was the best in the world.
I can't take it anymore, wife slave!
Mochen stood up. "If you can't invite him, you can pack up and get ready to go."
Shang Ziyang shuddered and immediately changed his attitude. "Don't worry!"
Mochen looked in Wei Wei's direction.
Shang Ziyang's cell phone rang and he answered it. "Mm." He looked at Xiang Mochen. "Teacher Wan Kun is here, but he hasn't agreed yet. He said it depends on his talent."
Mochen looked at Shang Ziyang with disdain, as if he had heard a joke.
Shang Ziyang was speechless.
Why did it feel like he had been fed a big bowl of dog food and was about to choke him to death?
"Then I'll go and welcome him personally."
Mochen said, "Scram."
Shang Ziyang was speechless.
He had to be careful even when he was speaking now!
A few minutes later, he brought Wan Kun over. "Teacher Wan, over here. This newcomer's talent is really good!"
Wan Kun was an artist and had a stubborn temper. "It's useless to say so much. I only listen to my own feelings. If my voice isn't good, my singing won't be good. It's useless even if you say it's better than my singing."
Shang Ziyang was speechless.
Anyone who was related to an artist was hard to please. It wasn't easy to pay them off.
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