Lin Qianfan had been disinterested in the conversation until he heard about the caliber of people that Alix was now spending time with. The former chairman of TFK, the national painter!!!
That darn girl was moving around with some of Beijing's wealthiest and most known and influential individuals and yet she had not thought about using these connections to benefit the family.
Was she stupid?
"I know TFK, I have seen their adverts on television." Grandma Li said. "But what is the national painter? If she meets other rich people it's okay because it can help our Lin family but why is she wasting time with poor painters?"
It seemed to the great horror of everyone in the room that the elderly woman had no idea who Ren Xiao Dan was, which was very unusual. Even children of five knew who the national painter was.
