After entering the venue, Lin Yi stood in the back row and looked around.
After searching for a while, he finally found Li Chuhan, who was sitting in the front row with Qiao Xin.
On the stage, a man in his thirties was giving a speech. His movements were methodical, and from time to time, he would speak in English. He was very impressive.
Seeing Lin Yi enter, the people below the stage who were listening to the lecture started discussing. The whispers became louder and louder, causing quite a commotion.
As a result, the person who was speaking on stage could not help but frown, his face filled with anger.
Lin Yi didn't care too much. He greeted his acquaintances with a smile and sat next to Li Chuhan.
"Brother Lin, you're here!"
Qiao Xin's eyes lit up when she saw Lin Yi. She didn't expect Lin Yi to come at this time.
Li Chuhan, who had been listening to the lecture expressionlessly, couldn't hide her joy the moment she saw Lin Yi.
