Song's selection of spokespersons, with the hype of the media, gradually entered a white-hot stage. Major news, newspapers and magazines have paid attention to the selection process.

In previous years, the Song family chose spokespersons, and they all chose newcomers. Song Qinghua likes to use new faces, and the background of newcomers is simple, which is relatively easy to shape, which can play a good role in promoting the corporate image.

She took over the family business very early, and in the business circle, people will attach the word 'strong woman' to Song Qinghua. But the peachy news about her constant entanglement is also talked about by people.

On Monday morning, Mu Liang took a leave of absence from school and came to the concert hall to participate in the runoff. Compared with this way, she is like a mirror to the level of others. Although I am not completely sure, I have the best chance of winning.

It's just that Fu Jinchen suddenly raised the price by five million, and such a generous behavior made her feel uneasy after all.

When I came to the concert hall by car, there was already a security guard outside the gate. Strictly prevent the news media from entering, Mu Liang took out the identity tag issued in advance, and the staff let him go.

"Wow, look!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted. The reporters swarmed and ran towards the red Ferrari that drove away.

A large number of security guards quickly surrounded the reporters, blocking out the reporters and cameras in layers.

The dazzling red Ferrari stopped outside the concert hall, and a young man in a black suit strode to the co-pilot's seat. He opened the car door, helped the woman out of the car, and carefully hugged her into his arms.

Mu Liang was squeezed by the door, unable to enter or exit. She stared at the woman in the young man's arms, and through her long wavy hair, she slowly saw that the person was Song Qinghua.

The last exam made a deep impression on her, and Mu Liang recognized it at a glance.

Escorting her to the concert hall, the young man's frowning brow loosened. He looked at the woman in his arms with gentle eyes and said, "Call me when you're done." ”

Song Qinghua smiled and squeezed his hand lightly, "See you in the evening." ”

A large number of reporters were shut out, and reporters seized on the news and chased after it. Behind him, one after another, mixed with the sound of rapid flash shooting, Song Qinghua turned a deaf ear, as if the person who fell into focus was not her.

Seeing the young man leave, Song Qinghua smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked into the concert hall. From beginning to end, in the face of the media's close pursuit, her face did not change and her expression was indifferent.

Mu Liang recalled the gossip news he saw last time, and sighed secretly in his heart. There is no wind and no waves, she stared at the disappearing red sports car, pouting vigorously, old husbands and young wives are common, but the disparity between sisters and brothers is really heavy!

The finalists are carefully selected. Age, education, temperament, and family background are all good. is not a famous family, but they are all well-off.

Only Mu Liang.

Song Aiyu came over early to prepare, and she took on a big responsibility for the first time, but she also looked good. Song Qinghua saw the layout of the venue, and his eyes were full of satisfaction and pride.

The runoff election begins, and everyone takes the stage in order of serial number. The questions of this exam include knowledge quizzes, and the last thing is to play a piano piece.

Knowledge quiz, Mu Liang did not deliberately prepare. The scope is so wide, she can't make up for it temporarily, she relies on her usual foundation.

has a good face and a good temperament, which is not what Song Qinghua wants. She would never ask for a straw bag to be the image spokesperson of the Song family!

In one round of competition, three more people were eliminated. In the middle, Mu Liang's achievements are outstanding.

Song Qinghua raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of him, with a slight appreciation in his eyes. The last time I heard her play the piano, I felt that she had good qualifications, if there was no accident, this time the image spokesperson of the Song family would be her!

Song Aiyu was not surprised when she saw Mu Liang, who performed well. She knew that these exam questions would not be difficult for her.

Halfway through the runoff, someone walked in quickly and whispered something in Song Qinghua's ear. She looked surprised and said, "Please come in." ”

The staff opened the door of the concert hall, and Fu Jinchen looked cold and walked steadily.

"Auntie." Fu Jinchen opened his mouth to shout, using honorifics.

Song Qinghua stood up and said with a smile: "Four Shao, what a rare guest." ”

"You have such a large amount of chartering, how can Jin Chen not come and take a look." Fu Jinchen greeted politely, and he didn't leak.

"Sit down!"

Song Aiyu retracted the different color of her cheeks and took the initiative to pull away the chair. Fu Jinchen nodded slightly and sat beside her.

There was a lot of commotion in the venue, and Fu Jinchen raised his hands and laughed like a demon, and he instantly captured people's hearts. In the eyes of the in the audience, only Mu Liang's scalp was swollen, he suddenly appeared, what did he want to do?

"Go on."

Song Qinghua pays attention to efficiency in his work, and will not delay his official work because of anyone. She turned her head, looked at Fu Jinchen with a smile, and said, "It just so happens that the four young people are here, give me a check." ”

"Don't dare." Fu Jinchen chuckled, and his deep eyes fell on Mu Liang.

Mu Liang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly bowed his head.

The remaining three candidates took the stage to play in turn. The song Mu Liang chose this time is not difficult or difficult, and he has a good grasp of proportion. Showing off this kind of thing, once is enough, and how much dazzling is annoying.

The staff was about to announce the end of the game, but saw Song Aiyu get up, "Wait." ”

"There is another person who wants to participate in the competition," Song Aiyu calmly walked on the stage, sat gently in front of the piano, and said, "It's me." ”

Ahh

The audience was in an uproar.

The corners of Fu Jinchen's eyes sank, and the smile on the corner of his mouth converged.

The fingers fell on the keys, and Song Aiyu's gaze moved slightly, falling on Song Qinghua. Her red lips rose, and her crisp voice was tinted with pampering, "The following song is dedicated to my favorite mother." ”

Song Qinghua didn't stop it, she raised her head and stared at her daughter on the stage, smiling gently.

If she doesn't speak, who would dare to say more?!

Sweet and brisk natural tunes, flowing slowly from Song Aiyu's fingertips. Childhood memories, the music is not very difficult, and the melody makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Song Qinghua quietly listened to her daughter's performance, and her mind flowed. That year, her daughter's small warm fingers were not as wide as her palms, and this was the first piece she taught her daughter to play by hand.

Song Qinghua's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the back in front of the piano bench, and his eyes were in a trance, unconsciously overlapping with the figure.

This is her most pampered baby, and it is her life.

When Song Aiyu knocked down the last note, Mu conscience said, everything was a foregone conclusion.

It's obviously at your fingertips, why do you want to make this farce?!

Whoop –

In the warm applause, Song Qinghua opened his arms and hugged his daughter tightly in his arms. The future heir of the Song family, who will have a chance?

Even if no one is convinced, what can be done? This is the harsh reality.

Mu Liang took back the check and left the concert hall last. The reporters who were surrounding her outside had dispersed, and she walked along the side of the road, full of worries.

Drops –

Mu Liang looked sideways and saw the license plate number behind the black Land Rover.

"Get in the car." Fu Jinchen stepped on the accelerator and stopped beside her.

There were few people around, so Mu Liang pulled the car door and sat in.

Suddenly, the black Land Rover started the engine, Fu Jinchen held the steering wheel with both hands, and drove away.