Oddball judges

Lu Zhaoyang pointed at Huo Yunting, but noticed that he was not even looking their way. He did not react to their conversation.

Can't you at least nod? She thought to herself.

"Yang Yang, we're all friends here, why talk about money?"

Su Cheng sat down and laughed it off. He sipped on his wine and watched them discreetly.

Something did not feel right between them!

He knew that Aunt Qiu had passed away, but Yang Yang…

Brother Ting was probably taking it out on her.

"President Su, Numbers 102 and 110 are up next," his secretary announced at the door.

"Alright." Su Cheng laid comfortably in his seat as he studied the candidates' bio.

Lu Zhaoyang could not understand why Huo Yunting brought her here. Was it simply to pass time or to make her feel bad?

She quietly sipped on her fruit juice but nearly choked on it when the candidates came in!

How should she describe them…