Chapter 137 – Taking Home a Bath, Bent? (1 / 2)

Qin Mo’s attention was still focused on the business meeting, and a transparent cup filled with water was placed on his left hand.

The big agent Feng on the other end of the meeting, however, felt strange, this state of Mr. Qin today was obviously a bit careless.

“There’s a new idea I’ve had about the ESPN.”

It was only after the collaborators had finished all their words that Qin Mo opened his mouth, and with his bluetooth headset, he would always look like he still had a more commercialized sense of asceticism than the average person, “Since we’re looking for the most valuable new team members, we’ll give up on the previously internalized candidates, and let them follow suit to have another competition as well. “

“Dropping the previous insider candidate? “

The few managers of the Qin Club began to look at each other in disbelief.

The one working with Qin Mo was a European, the man hooked his lips and smiled, rather helpless, “But Qin, this internal program was originally proposed by your party. “

“That was the previous Qin, not the Qin I took over.” Qin Mo’s voice is very light, even before the cooperation aspect, it is also not anxious and professional: “Talent is never through the internalization can be screened out, I believe that Robert has also heard of such a sentence, Mastercivil, masters in the folk.”

Robert sniffed, his eyes lit up, then shrugged, “Well, Qin, you have once again succeeded in convincing me that Qin’s presence with you is really a royal sword.”

Qin Mo slid his fingers, not denying it, much less being modest: “Thank you.”

“Qin, I like your character!” Robert laughed out loud, “I heard that you’ve recently started playing private services as well? And went to some kind of live broadcasting room? The battle teams on our side are very concerned about who has that ability that you would follow a small live stream.”

Qin Mo’s face did not have the slightest ripple, inclined his head and lit a cigarette, clamped on the slender fingertips, a faction of the upper class and honorable: “Not a question of ability, that is my brother.”

“Brother?” Robert expressed surprise.

Secretary Leung was in charge of the minutes of the meeting, and usually he would be the spectator of such cross-border meetings.

However, after hearing those two words, brother, Secretary Liang’s entire body felt a little bad.