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Chapter 80 Assessment

Chapter 80 Assessment
As soon as she entered, a woman greeted her with a smile, "Are you Miss Qiao Muli?"

"Yes."

"Okay, please come with me."

Qiao Muli followed the woman into the room at the end of the corridor. There was a piano inside, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the skylight and fell on the piano stand.

She unconsciously lightened her footsteps, stood still in front of the piano, and carefully placed the piano cover with her fingertips. The silky touch made her find a resonance with it at this moment.

"It seems that Ms. Qiao likes this piano very much," the man sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window said in a mellow voice, with a hint of a smile in his tone, "I didn't find the wrong person."

Qiao Muli raised his eyes to look at him, "I haven't started playing yet, isn't this gentleman speaking too early?"

The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with neatly combed hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.The corners of the mouth raised a shallow arc, not too deliberate or false, just right and comfortable.

She felt that the personality of the person in front of her was completely different from that of the person who called her, and her tone was firm: "Aren't you the person in charge who contacted me?"

The smile on his lips deepened, "Miss Qiao has good eyesight. I am Sheng Wenzhou, the president of Shengshi Group in charge of the Winter Feast."

Qiao Muli had heard about Sheng's Group, and his grandfather said that he was the person in charge of Sheng's at a young age, and he was only 28.

She was a little more in awe of Sheng Wenzhou, "Mr. Sheng, what kind of assessment will be conducted on me?"

He clasped his fingers on his knees, and looked out of the window, "Seeing the sunset in the evening, what song would you think of to describe it?"

Qiao Muli followed his line of sight, and the sycamore trees in the courtyard were swaying in the wind.The sun has not yet fully set, and the fine light passes through the leaves and sprinkles on the ground, leaving mottled shadows.

With a thought, she sat down on the piano bench, took a deep breath, and tentatively pressed a few notes.

The syllables sounded like flowing water, and her fingers fluttered on the keys, like butterflies dancing among flowers.

It's Komorebi.

Sheng Wenzhou's eyes moved slightly, quietly looking at the people who were playing.

The afterglow of the setting sun also disappears when the last syllable falls.

The woman who led her in was also so amazed that she couldn't recover for a long time, she looked at Sheng Wenzhou.His eyes were dark, and the dark pool gradually became brighter.

Even the unhappy president was touched by this young girl's performance!
She already knew the result of this assessment.

Seeing that Sheng Wenzhou hadn't spoken, Qiao Muli didn't dare to ask the result rashly, but just sat quietly.

"Miss Qiao," he said slowly, "Congratulations on passing the examination."

She stood up and bowed to him, "Thank you, Mr. Sheng, for your appreciation."

Sheng Wenzhou's eyes were burning, "There will be a dinner party later, stay to attend."

These words didn't even mean to ask questions at all, they were declarative sentences to inform her.

Qiao Muli doesn't like coercion, even though the other party is a prominent president.

"Sorry, I have to rush back to school, and I don't have enough time to stay."

Sheng Wenzhou's tone was undeniable, "It's okay, I will send you back by the fastest private jet after the dinner."

What kind of domineering president's style is this?
She frowned slightly, "President Sheng, I have an appointment with a friend, I'm afraid I can't stay."

Even the name has changed, it seems to be unhappy.Sheng Wenzhou looked at her with great interest, "Then let's go back."

He didn't hold back any more, after all, there was no need to put down his figure for a really beautiful girl.

(End of this chapter)

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