The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

"Mo Feng, what is going on with Ike, how did he tell you?" Boss Hao turned to look at Mo Feng who was sitting on the chair, his lips pressed and said nothing.

"He said..." Mo Feng raised his head with complicated eyes. "He said that he has something at home, and he will be back when he goes back to deal with it."

As a result, after leaving at noon, he has not returned yet.

Boss Hao jumped anxiously, "It's this time, and everything has been handled! Even if it is not done, I should answer the phone!"

Dou Zi sat down on the chair, "That's right, no matter what happens, Ike shouldn't stop answering our calls."

"Unless, he deliberately doesn't want to pick it up." Yan Ziheng said.

As soon as the words came out, everyone calmed down and looked at Yan Ziheng.

"Don't talk nonsense, Ike won't betray us!" Mo Feng shouted sharply.

Yan Ziheng was helpless, "When did I say that he betrayed us, I just said that he was probably deliberately not answering our calls. Also, if you say this, it means that you are actually suspecting Ike."

"Ah, Captain, what do you suspect Ike?" Dou Zi didn't understand.

Mo Feng looked at Yan Ziheng's expression loosened, and finally leaned back on his chair in frustration, "Our music will not be taken by the people of Diyu Entertainment for no reason. Someone must provide it to the other party."

At first, the person he suspected was Yan Ziheng, but after yesterday's incident, he no longer doubted Yan Ziheng.

However, there is always someone responsible for this matter.

"Yesterday, everyone thought it was an internal staff member of the company who stole our music for money. It seems that it may not be the case now." Mo Feng said in a faint voice.

"Ah, is it true that Ike betrayed us?" Dou Zi didn't believe it. This result took him a big hit, "Impossible! I don't believe it!"

"Okay!" Boss Hao patted twice at the right time, "All cheer up, whether Ike or not, we should go to the TV station. Douzi, you continue to call Ike on the way."

"Okay, but what if we can't get through, we won't have a guitarist anymore, how can we perform on stage?"

Dou Zi's words once again plunged people into despair.

"Let me come." Yan Ziheng stood up, "I can play the guitar, but I don't play as well as Ike. Yesterday, when I was familiar with the tune, I also played a few times, and basically I could play a rough idea. Wait a minute. On the road, I will practice again. If Ike really can't come in the end, then I will play."

Boss Hao looked at Yan Ziheng, "Okay, let's make the decision first. Ziheng, you are really Huanyu's savior!"

If it weren't for Yan Ziheng, the band would not have formed, nor would it have progressed smoothly from the second round to the third round, and even more so would not have the next wonderful piece.

"Thanks." Mo Feng also looked at Yan Ziheng, with sincere thanks in his eyes.

"Hey, everyone is brothers. Besides, the song was written by Chenxi, what does it have to do with me." Yan Ziheng waved his hand freely, not his credit, he never grabbed it.

"If it wasn't for you, I don't think your sister would take the initiative to write songs, would she?" Mo Feng said.

"For me..." Yan Ziheng was startled, and a touch of warmth rose in his heart.

Yan Chenxi and Shang Yufei were directly on the TV station, and they met with the members of the Huanyu Band.

Lin Xiao had a very important meeting that hadn't finished yet, so he asked Liu San to pick them up by car and send them there.