So Boss Luo nodded without any pressure, and then stopped paying attention to the businessman's affairs, because soon, the content behind this matter would be completely presented to his ears through the dictation of the maid.

"Speaking of which, if there really is such a big deal, why do people choose places like this?"

The lights began to dim...the show officially began.

Schubert, Ninth Symphony, "The Great".

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"Compared to "The Great", I prefer the Eighth Symphony, "Unfinished". I listened to it a few years ago in Vienna and I still remember it."

Sitting in an ordinary seat in the hall, Song Haoran spoke in Lluvia's ear and held Lluvia's hand at the same time. In the eyes of others, he looked like a lover.

While feeling the warmth from Song Haoran's palm, Lluvia seemed to be in a very good mood, and asked curiously: "Why is it called "Unfinished"?"

"Because he only wrote two chapters and then stopped writing." Song Haoran shrugged, then looked at the orchestra in the concert hall with an obsessed look, "But because it is unfinished, I don't know what will happen next.

What is it, what could it be, that makes people fascinated, like the lost arms of the God of Beauty."

Lluvia was stunned, she really didn't understand how beautiful a woman could be without a pair of arms.

But since the military advisor said yes, let’s just leave it at that.

Halfway through the concert, Song Haoran glanced at the time on his watch. At this time, his phone vibrated with a message.

Terminate action.

This is a message from the "Iris" headquarters.

Song Haoran frowned, and Lluvia caught his change very keenly. Song Haoran didn't say anything, but tilted the phone screen so that Lluvia could see the content on it.

"this……"

Song Haoran nodded calmly, "It seems we can finish listening to this concert."
Chapter completed!