As if he heard the sobs faintly from the phone, Uncle Fu slowed down his tone and said softly: "Xiuqing, Daddy doesn't want to blame you, Daddy just wants you to mature as soon as possible! Do you understand how to resist the burden of Fuxin Group when Daddy can't do it?"

"Dad..." Su Xiuqing finally couldn't help crying.

"Okay, good boy, don't cry, don't cry, it's daddy's fault. Daddy shouldn't treat you like this. When you finish your work in Los Angeles, go back to New York, daddy will accompany you out for a good time!" The woman's crying obviously made the old man on the other end of the phone panic, and he no longer had the stern storm he had just been, and hurriedly comforted his crying daughter on the phone.

"No, Daddy, would you please let Xiuqing be willful again this time? Just this time, Xiuqing promises that she will never be so willful next time!" Su Xiuqing said to the phone with a sob.

"You! Alas!" Uncle Fu sighed and said silently.

"Dad, I know I was wrong this time. I made you embarrassed, but I really want this concert to be held successfully. This is Chen Chufan's first personal concert, which is really important to him! Daddy, do you believe me, Chen Chufan can definitely create miracles! He can always do it if he can say it! Just treat it as the last one? It's really the last time! Xiuqing promised you that after this concert, no matter whether he succeeds or not, Xiuqing will not be his personal assistant. Xiuqing can learn from you how to manage the company and share the burden for you! OK? Xiuqing begs you!" The girl begged her father in tears.

"Xiuqing, you silly girl! I shouldn't have let that kid enter our door!" Uncle Fu said angrily, but he didn't dare to continue to get angry at his own treasure. So at this time, Uncle Fu's anger had all transferred to Chen Chufan.

"It's not his fault. Really, he has never asked me for anything, Daddy. It's me who wants to help him myself! I just can't help but want to help him! I really can't help, Daddy! I promised you that after tonight, I can't learn from you with peace of mind? What do you want Xiuqing to do to help me this time?" The girl's crying began to become smaller, but the sad and resentful whine made Uncle Fu, who was thousands of miles away, even more heartbroken.

"Hey... OK! Daddy has bet with you! But you promised Daddy, this is the last time!" Uncle Fu sighed and said helplessly. His daughter's crying made him heartbroken. He only had such a daughter, and even such a relative. All his sustenance for the rest of his life was on Su Xiuqing, so he naturally did not want Su Xiuqing to suffer any grievances.

"Well, daddy! I have never deceived you, have I?" My father finally let go of his mouth when he heard the phone call. But Su Xiuqing didn't feel any joy, only physical and mental fatigue, and a faint sadness in his heart.

"Okay! Do you know? This is the first time you have cried in front of Dad since you became sensible! Daddy hopes, this is also the last time!" Uncle Fu's voice was filled with deep helplessness, and then he began to ask angrily: "Hmph, by the way. I heard from Kate that the boy's girlfriend is also coming to Country M with you?"

"Well, it was me who brought her, Daddy. Xiaoxi is a very kind girl. We are good friends now. In fact, she is quite compatible with Chen Chufan!" The girl's crying gradually stopped, but her dry voice after crying. Uncle Fu easily distinguished the sadness that his daughter suppressed.

"You..., why are you so stupid!" Uncle Fu's words made the girl's mood even more depressed, and even a soft sob came again.

Uncle Fu was anxious and quickly continued, "Okay, okay! I'll call you Aunt Smith now. You can inform the damn NBC negotiator to prepare for signing the contract! Daddy will hang up first!"

After saying that, Uncle Fu took the initiative to hang up the phone. He really couldn't bear to hear Su Xiuqing's crying again. Every time the girl sobbed, it was like cutting a knife into the old man's heart.

When the busy voice of "beep" came from the phone, Su Xiuqing put the phone back into her bag in a muffled manner, then took out a tissue paper and makeup mirror from the bag. Looking at the slightly red and swollen eyes in the mirror, the girl couldn't help but feel sad again. She closed her eyes hard, took a deep breath, and suppressed the feelings that suddenly surged into her heart. Then she opened her eyes again and carefully wiped away all the tears on her face. After showing a sad smile in front of the mirror, she cleaned up her mood again and walked towards the room where Molson Burke was staying.

...

After talking to Mary Smith for five minutes, Uncle Fu sat quietly on the chair in the study, staring at a pair of words hanging on the wall opposite the study with a pale face. This was the words written by Uncle Fu, who was fooled by Chen Chufan, who specially found a monk to write about Buddhism. There were only two words written on it, "Corruption".

After a while, Uncle Fu picked up the phone at the table again and dialed it out.

...

In Los Angeles, on the green space next to Staples Arena, a very modern stage has been laid out, and the entire Green Plaza has been temporarily sealed with a high fence and curtain. From outside the Green Plaza, you can only see two towering large screens playing test discs.

On the stage, a band of teenagers were playing music in the middle of the stage, and behind the stage there was a group of behind-the-scenes personnel, who were orderly testing the various functions of the stage, rising takeoffs and landings, occasionally spraying mist from the pipes, and the background pictures that changed from time to time on the big screen behind the stage...

However, none of these could disturb the band and singer who were fully focused on the rehearsal in the center of the stage. Chen Chufan personally played any instruments in this concert. Today, he will be just a pure singer.

At this time, Chen Chufan was singing carefully on the stage. Although he did not use the microphone and loudspeaker, his expression was unprecedentedly focused. Today's concert was not only as simple as his first concert, but also related to a big bet. He could never lose.

Lu Jia sat next to the stage with Qiuqiu holding him, narrowing his eyes slightly, and admiring the performance of everyone on the stage. At this moment, a sudden and terrifying feeling in his pocket, scaring Lu Jia, who was unprepared, was only to find out that it was the mobile phone that Chen Chufan temporarily placed in him for storage. Because he was afraid that it would affect the rehearsal of the program, Chen Chufan specially adjusted the mobile phone mode to vibration and asked Lu Jia to keep it.

Lu Jia took out his phone lazily and was about to hang up directly. When his fingers touched the hanging button, he saw the name flashing on the phone screen. He couldn't help but change his mind, immediately stood up, and walked towards Chen Chufan in the center of the stage.
Chapter completed!