บท 180: Recording Pen

"Thank you, Miss Shan." Dong Peng immediately expressed his gratitude. He ignored the commotion on the field and focused on the recording pen.

On the field, as a beam of white light shot out from the overhead spotlight, the person in charge of the Las Vegas delegation walked onto the stage. His silver-white beard glowed from time to time under the light.

Applause sounded from all directions. The east and west sides were divided into two different alliances. Each had their own thoughts, like two vicious wolves staring at their prey on the stage.

"Hello, everyone. I'm very happy to be here. I'm the person-in-charge of this project, Steve. I believe everyone is determined to win this project. Then we won't waste our breath." Steve took a step back and the big screen lit up with his movements. It was a detailed introduction to the project.