Shen Feifei left without looking back.
Mo Xusheng sat in his chair and watched her go far.
It was not until she got on the car that he slowly withdrew his eyes and smiled helplessly.
Unexpectedly, he had to ask Shen Feifei for help.
However, after all, she was a world-renowned pianist, her words could be very influential.
With her help, there may be a chance of success.
But it depends on what he would do during the press conference.
Mo Xusheng turned his head and waved to the assistant not far away and motioned for him to come and sit down.
The assistant came quickly, with a flattered expression on his face.
"Master, what is the matter? "
"Xiaoli, how do you think this matter should be dealt with?" Mo Xusheng frowned and fell into a deep dilemma.
He didn't know clearly what to say.
Outside the restaurant.
Shen Feifei looked around and made sure that there was no one lurking around before opening the door.