"This isn't right."
"Logically, Zhong Continent wouldn't need to send anyone over here, let alone the deputy director personally."
Lin Yuan kept silent.
Of course, he also sensed that something was amiss, but the outcome still depended on the explanation Zhong Continent was about to give.
After they got out of the car.
As soon as Lin Yuan and the others from the Yu Dynasty entered the lobby, they were greeted by a tall man who approached them with a warm smile:
"Let me introduce myself, I'm Chang An, the deputy director of this year's Spring Festival Gala from Zhong Continent. Have you all had dinner?"
"We've eaten."
"Then shall we go in and talk?"
This deputy director named Chang An was very polite, personally coming down to welcome the people from the Yu Dynasty, which only confused them further.
Was their act selected?
The enthusiasm from the other party seemed to carry a lot of implications.
Once they were in the meeting room, someone had prepared tea for everyone.
