The stage was well arranged, except for the small venue, it looked like a regular high-standard concert. Gu Xiangyi had to admit that Huayun's assistants were all geniuses. If she was in charge, it would definitely not have the effect it has now.
Although I have already watched the video, watching it live is even more shocking. Zhou Zheng led the two of them around, introducing the purpose and significance of each arrangement one by one, Gu Xiangyi nodded frequently.
Huayun commended, "Young man, you have a future, and you are welcome to join the Huating family at any time."
Zhou Zhengxi was overjoyed, but calm, "Thank you, Mr. Hua, for your favor. I plan to work for you after I get a Ph.D."
Gu Xiangyi joked, "Why do you go to work for him after you have a Ph.D. Then you two brothers can work alone." With Zhou Jin's ability, within two years, he will definitely fly solo.
Zhou Jin was next to her, and she was said to be terrified. Although Hua Yun had already told him about it, and the floating fragrance was actually for him to test the waters, Zhou Jin still felt most at ease staying by the president's side. He doesn't have that much ambition.
It's just that he didn't expect that the goddess' eyes were so vicious. This was not only an affirmation of his ability, but also a blow to him.
Of course, Zhou Jin simply thought too much, and Gu Xiangyi just said that, without any meaning. Huating is not hers, so what is she knocking on.
Inviting people to come to the concert must require the organizer to serve tea and snacks. Huayun had already given this task to Zhiwei. Now, things are ready. Because the auditorium in the studio is in the form of stairs, the seats are also fixed desks, and the things placed on each table are the same.
When Gu Xiangyi saw that bag of white rabbit toffee, a bag of Cha Cha original melon seeds, a large bag of Weilong gluten, a bag of five-color preserved fruit, a row of yogurt, a row of plain milk, and a basket of washed fruits, he thought of it all. Sit on it. These students are really lucky.
And the first five rows of guest seats are all thermos cups and soft pastries, both sweet and salty.
Gu Xiangyi saw that there were still unfinished spicy sticks in the box next to him, so he picked up a pack, tore it open, took a small pack and tore it open again, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.
Fortunately, Hua Yun was stopped at the last moment. "Psyche, junk food, don't eat it."
Gu Xiangyi became irritable, "Give me back the spicy noodles!"
Zhou Zhengle, "Mr. Hua, this little gluten is not spicy, but sweet."
When Gu Xiangyi heard it, he didn't want it anymore, "Sweet spicy noodles? What's so exciting about that!"
Zhou Zheng explained, "Well, it's not that sweet, it's still spicy, but it's not that spicy, anyway, it's delicious."
Hua Yun's black face, "What's delicious about spicy strips, and you can say it so eloquently. If you want something spicy, I'll make boiled fish and spicy chicken for you tomorrow!"
Gu Xiangyi turned her head away from him, "You don't eat snacks, of course you don't understand the benefits of spicy strips."
Zhou Zheng echoed, "Yes, yes, Mr. Hua, spicy strips are the favorite of little girls! Even me, I can't resist!"
Zhou Jin quickly interrupted him, "Ah Zheng, go and see if there is anything missing."
Zhou Zheng is very confident, "No more, I have checked it more than ten times."
Zhou Jin convinced this fool, so he pulled him away, "I have to read it again."
So Huajun moved to the little devil's side in a cheap way, held up the small package of Kaifeng spicy sticks, and smiled like a flower, "Daughter-in-law, why don't you just eat one? Taste it! Can't Eat more, so as not to spoil your throat later." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com