When he turned to the meticulous face of Zhao He, who was on the judges' seat, his eyes were cold.

"Find someone to turn off Zhao He's microphone as quickly as possible."

The voice was as cold as ice, like the ice of the cold winter moon, with a biting chill.

"Yes, BOSS, I'll deal with it right away!" ...

Chapter 703 of "The 99th Heartbeat" "Don't be verbose, 100,000 for you, do you want it??" I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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