Ye Tianfan smiled without replying, entering the antique department hall. The rows of seats were already packed with people, though most were internal personnel from the Huang Group. Ye Tianfan scanned these people, neither finding the chairman of the Huang Group nor seeing Huang Xiaorou.
It seems Huang Xiaorou is still grounded at home, and the Huang family's business has really been handed over to this second uncle of Huang Xiaorou.
"Mr. Ye, please sit in the front row." An etiquette staff member came to Ye Tianfan's side and smiled, reminding him softly.
Ye Tianfan walked slowly to the front. There were ten chairs in the front row of the hall. Excluding the seven old masters of the antique world, there were three vacant seats. Ye Tianfan, without any courtesy, sat directly on the chair closest to Huang Shengtian.
