As Liu Weijiang felt his head getting tangled up, in the supreme VIP room where Chu Ge was, it felt nothing like that relaxed atmosphere colleagues usually have after a meal when they come out to sing a song. Instead, it felt as if they were having a high-level meeting.
The atmosphere was indescribably heavy and strange, everyone was barely sitting on the edge of the circular sofa, with no sign of laughter or merriment among them.
When everyone was unsure of what to say, Chu Ge stood up from the sofa with the microphone in hand.
Chu Ge gently patted the microphone twice with his palm, and in the quiet private room, two low sounds of "bang bang" immediately echoed, simultaneously drawing everyone's attention.
