507: Deep Foundation

Deep Foundation

In fact, it was not Zhou Zhou's fault for doubting Mo Zhu's ability. One had to know that Chen Xin had been in the music industry for many years and had long been a top figure in the music industry. To be able to obtain such a high evaluation from him, it was impossible without a few decades of singing foundation, let alone a student like Mo Zhu who had not finished high school!1

Chen Xin laughed loudly. He lowered his head slightly and flipped through the scribbled music score in the notebook in his hand. He nodded in satisfaction and confirmed, "Of course I'm not wrong. These music scores have combined many mixed elements of modern music. It can be seen that the strength of the person who wrote the score can't be underestimated!"

After saying this, Chen Xin seemed to have thought of something and paused for a moment. He quickly turned around and walked towards the door. Before he left, he did not forget to emphasize loudly, "Sister Zhou, when this genius comes to the company, don't forget to introduce her to me. At the same time, tell her that all the scores in the book can be made into a single. Haha, with this ability, I'll produce as much as she writes!"

On the other side, after sending Zhou Zhou away, Ming Mei got Mo Zhu's phone number from Chen Man. She used more than a week to find the herbs Mo Zhu had asked for previously. She wanted Mo Zhu to arrange treatment for Jin Fang as soon as possible.

After carefully planning her recent schedule, she recalled the call from Xu Huan not long ago. Mo Zhu replied to Ming Mei and asked her to come to the small mansion tomorrow to treat them.

If the mysterious person really had a big move recently, there would definitely be undercurrents forming in the peace in Beijing now. Treating their illnesses as soon as possible could be considered completing the favor for Chen Man. After all, Chen Man and Ming Mei had been good friends since they were young.

The next day, just as the sun rose, Mo Zhu and Huo Xuan woke up.

After a simple breakfast, when she thought that the mysterious person's matter might be related to her father's disappearance and her grandmother's death many years ago, Mo Zhu could not help but want to find out the truth as soon as possible.

She took out the Guan Yin statue from her room and casually stuffed it into her pocket. She put on her coat and looked like she was about to leave.

Seeing that Mo Zhu had packed up so early, Huo Xuan, who had instructed Mo Wu to arrange the calligraphy teacher in advance because of his bet with Jiang Yu, stood at the entrance and picked up his shoes. He frowned slightly and asked softly, "Where are you going so early?"

Mo Zhu looked up at Huo Xuan indifferently and said in a low voice, "I'm going to investigate the matter Xu Huan mentioned yesterday. If we don't find any conclusive clues, I won't be at ease no matter what."

Upon hearing Mo Zhu's words, Huo Xuan tidied up his suit and opened the door for the girl. He nodded in agreement and replied, "Let Uncle Zhang send you there. Contact Mo Wu and Mo Qi directly if you need help. If you need anything, don't be rash. Safety first!"

Knowing that Huo Xuan was worried about her and was afraid that she would encounter danger if she went out alone at this juncture, Mo Zhu smiled and said, "Got it. I'll call you if I have anything."

As he spoke, Xu Huan's car had already stopped steadily at the entrance of the small mansion. Seeing the two of them standing at the door, he opened the car door and asked Huo Xuan to get in. He asked Mo Zhu loudly, "Little Bamboo, where are you going? Shall I give you a ride on the way?"

Just as she finished speaking, Mo Zhu lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. She took two steps forward with her hands in her pocket and arrived at the other car door. She opened the car door and said indifferently, "Alright, send me there on the way. I want to go to the Love Pavilion."

Love Pavilion? Wasn't that a place that specialized in investigating information and robbing others?

What was Mo Zhu going there for?

Thinking of this, Xu Huan, who had already buckled his seatbelt and started the car, frowned tightly. He could not help but ask worriedly, "Little Bamboo, the Love Pavilion is not an ordinary public place. Why are you going there? Why don't I instruct someone from the Xu family to go with you?"

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