In the conference room, Lin Feng sat next to Lu Yuxin, and all eyes settled on him—curiosity and disdain mixed in their gazes, none particularly friendly.
As the "new consultant", he was just too young. Nearly everyone present was older than him, either project managers or technical experts. How could a greenhorn dare to be a consultant?
Could it be that he was a relative of the Lu family, here for some gilding? Or maybe a pretty boy kept by Mr. Lu? Everyone had different thoughts.
Lin Feng seemed unaffected, calm and composed as if nothing mattered. Even Lu Yuxin had to admire his poise, not everyone could remain so unfazed in such an environment.
"His name is Lin Feng, and he will be a consultant here..." Lu Yuxin began the formal introduction.
"Mr. Lu..." before she could finish, an old man interrupted, "I don't care about consultants from other departments, but what we need here are professionals, not decorative vases."
