Elder Mr. Gu believed that after living over seventy years, he was quite good at reading people.
He was impressed with the young man, Lu Zhanbei, four years ago. Four years later, his admiration has only grown – but the person he had to deal with was his own son after all.
This single fact was enough to leave Elder Mr. Gu in persistent hesitation...
In such a quandary, he decided not to discuss it anymore, shifting his gaze back to his daughter instead, asking, "I had instructed my bodyguards to contact this place earlier. They said that the concert hall's schedule was booked up to half a year in advance. How did you convince them to make available a date?"
"I didn't have to convince them."
Lu Zhanbei looked back at Elder Mr. Gu and replied, "This concert hall is mine..."
"Didn't I hear that it belongs to the up-and-coming LC group?"
At this, Lu Zhanbei laughed again and replied, "That's mine too."
Gu Baichuan: "..."
