Zhou Mingchen stretched out his hand to open the grand entrance of XL Art Gallery and looked around before heading toward the inner exhibition hall.
"Sir... may I ask whom you are looking for?" The gallery's art assistant followed closely behind him and inquired.
Lin Xilin, who was adjusting the height of an exhibit, turned her head and saw him. She dismissed the assistant. "You got here quickly," she said with a smile.
Lin Xilin had proactively called Zhou Mingchen, mentioning that the company was facing some problems and hoped to speak with him. Considering her current pregnancy and the fact that she had just spent a few days in the hospital, it was not suitable for her to travel herself, so Zhou Mingchen came to her.
"What problems has the company encountered?"
