After all, in this man's eyes, whether wealth or fame, it's all fleeting. Besides his pursuit of music, the thing he cares about most is emotions.
He opened his mouth but couldn't find words to comfort, so Xun Yang could only respond softly.
"Alright, I'll check it out."
Without disturbing Xicheng any further, Xun Yang gently and quietly exited the room, holding the documents in his arms.
Retracting his thoughts, and finishing replying to a few emails in his inbox, Xicheng propped himself up and walked to the window.
At this time, it was already dusk. The city outside the window was shrouded in a layer of twilight, but there were no lights yet, it was as if his mood was tinged with some darkness.
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Ning Xiaofei's studio, meeting room.
"Alright." Ning Xiaofei closed the laptop in her hands, "That's it for today's meeting. Everyone, prepare well tonight, and come with 100% energy for tomorrow's negotiation."
