The director was not angry.
He didn't feel guilty at all.
Looking at the director's attitude, an unbelievable truth surfaced in Xi Nancheng's heart. He pursed his lips and did not say anything else. He lowered his head and took out his phone. He opened the browser and searched for the Beijing Art Association.
There was basically no news about the Beijing Art Association on the internet.
The first thing that Xi Nancheng found was the official website of the Beijing Art Association.
He clicked on it directly and looked from top to bottom. The Beijing Art Association was similar to the security Bureau's official website. There was no other messy stuff, and the content listed was simple with a little mystery.
There was only a line of introduction on the front page, and below it were the five leading Masters of the Beijing Art Association.
