They went upstairs to an elegantly designed teahouse.
There was already someone in the teahouse—it was the old acquaintance, Mei Xianghan.
Ji Yun almost raised his hand to greet her, but remembering he was not supposed to know her at this moment, he simply nodded slightly, making it more subtle.
Director Zeng was an old admirer of Ji Yun, not just for his written works, but even more so for the time when Ji Yun was the curator at the Lan City Historical and Cultural Museum. He had vehemently debated and conquered all those scholars in charge of Lan City's antiques.
Even though Director Zeng was now mainly in charge of Film and Television City's cultural tourism, deep down, he still considered himself one of Lan City's old scholars. Among these scholars with an archaeological slant, they only cared who had more knowledge, not the barely viewed seniority.
Director Zeng immediately started introducing the already-seated individuals in the teahouse.
