Musa suddenly stood up. He was very excited, gesticulating, saying something, and pointing to the highlight from time to time. His uncle's face was full of disgust. Although he did not show any obvious hostility, he looked impatient and contemptuous.

But it's always on his face.

However, as Musa jabbered, his uncle suddenly changed his expression. First he looked thoughtful, and then he started dancing and shouting loudly.

I don't know if the conversation is broken down or the conversation is getting high. Gao Guang couldn't understand and wasn't very sure about what he saw, so he was very, very distressed at the moment.

Suddenly, Musa's uncle opened his arms with excitement and walked towards Musa, and then Musa hugged his uncle, touching each other's faces back and forth, saying something quickly and excitedly.

It looks like the deal is done, right?

Musa and his uncle separated. Then Musa's uncle nodded to Gao Guang with an apologetic look, said a few words excitedly, and then left in a hurry.

Only Gao Guang and Moussa were left in the living room. At this time, Moussa said to Gao Guang: "My uncle was very excited. He thought my idea was very, very good. After knowing that you inspired me, he thanked you very much.

, now he feels that it is rude to meet us in a nightgown, so he has to go back and change clothes, um, we will have breakfast here later."

Gao Guang felt relieved and whispered: "Is your uncle willing to sponsor you?"

"Sponsorship? How can you call it sponsorship if you take money from your own family?"

Moussa spread his hands and said very calmly: "My uncle will give me one hundred thousand dollars as pocket money first. He will raise a large amount of funds and give it to me when I need it. By the way, my uncle invited us to live in

Here, this is definitely more comfortable and safer than a hotel, but I want to ask for your opinion."

After finishing speaking, Musa suddenly said with a embarrassed look on his face: "There is one more question, uh, I don't know your name until now. My cousin asked you your name just now and I couldn't answer it. Can you please ask me now?"

Tell me, how should I call you?"

Gao Guang froze. He thought for a long time and finally said: "My name is Otto. No, just call me Gao Guang."

"What about your nickname? You must have a nickname. Don't PMCs all have nicknames? Sometimes it's inconvenient to call them names. What's your nickname?"

Here it comes again, the moment of social death has come again.

Highlight's lips trembled slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said: "Mad dog, well, if it's not absolutely necessary, you'd better not call me by my nickname."
Chapter completed!