Qin Xiaoshuang was nervously holding the guitar on the stage.

A young man who has always been silent and stubborn and does not know what fear is, has been stage frightened for the first time in his life.

Each of these big shots who come in one after another is a leader in the industry.

The film and television industry, art circle, design circle, publishing circle, science circle, medicine circle, sports circle... countless elite figures, as well as top wealthy ladies like Mrs. Nalan, Mrs. Gong, and Mrs. Chu.

This row is really bigger than the sky.

Not to mention a concert, even if the president meets, he may not be able to gather so many elite bosses.

Qin Xiaoshuang glanced at the curtain in the backstage.

I vaguely saw my brother-in-law and sister sitting there, both of them were calm and gentle, as if no one took this show seriously.

It's better, it's all for granted and ordinary.

until……

An older man pushed open the door and followed a team of servants next to him, and walked into the concert hall with a smile on his face. Qin Xin's face moved slightly.

Her eyebrows seemed to...frown unhappily.

Then Qin Xiaoshuang heard a burst of exclamation from the back row of the concert hall: "President Jun, why are you here?"

"Master Justice, do you actually have time to listen to the concert?"

"Prosecutor...Mr. Attorney General, long time no see!"

"Mr. Gong...Mr. Gong?"

The most important people in the empire actually met in a small concert hall.

Qin Xiaoshuang felt that the air in the room was a little too insufficient and could not breathe.

He is just a child.

He is just a child who has only been learning guitar for more than a month.

Is it really OK to play for these big names?

==

Backstage.

Qin Xin frowned unhappily, cut open his cell phone, and sent a message: "Who asked the people from the Presidential Palace to come?"

The president of the publishing house was trembling: "Grand Hell, I have never sent tickets to the people in the Presidential Palace. I just told you to issue tickets to the ladies of the fan club who have been with you for so many years. On the Presidential Palace, I have broken down my relationship now and don't sell a book to them, so that they can't see a word. I promise! You must believe me, Grand Hell."

But the president was so anxious that if Xinghe was very unhappy and did not sign a contract with their publishing house in the next book, he would be so anxious that he would jump off the building.

Qin Xin thought for a while and replied: "Yes."

Then he ordered the staff: "Just say there are not enough seats, clear the venue and drive the people who came later."

The staff trembled with their hands at a loss.

Oh my god, the big guys who came behind were all judges, presidents, etc. Is this Miss Qin crazy? She is going to drive the people from the Presidential Palace out!

However, if Miss Qin's orders were not carried out, he felt that he would be very miserable. Seeing that Miss Qin's face was almost frozen.

Just when the staff are struggling.

Nalan Yejue also sent a message without hesitation.

Then he received a reply from Lu Yi: "Report to Mr. Di, I only sent a ticket to President Jun. Who knows that he brought his entourage and daughter. Are you going to drive them out now?"

Nalan Yejue glanced at Qin Xin.

The corners of the lips are slightly raised.

So, the person the little lady is unhappy to see now is...?

He spoke lightly and asked Qin Xin inadvertently: "President Jun is old and is a loyal fan of Xinghe. Letting the elderly have a seat is also considered respect for the elderly and love for the young. How about it?"

Qin Xin's face just darkened.

Then the man continued, "But the people around him are not qualified to come in. I think it is necessary to strictly enforce one person and one vote. If there is no vote, there will be no entry."

Qin Xin's face looked a little better now.

"Um."
Chapter completed!