The whole conference hall was bigger than the main rooms. There were a few simple round tables with bamboo cup holders on them, looking very crude.
The lights overhead were bright, the chandeliers above resembled pearls in the night, bright yet understated.
A chic woman played the guzheng in the corner, the music was beautiful.
Zhang Chen glanced casually.
"In 2017, the aromatic characteristic is currently worth 30,000, and in the future, it will be worth 30,000."
The aromatics here are only thirty thousand, let alone anything else.
Zhang Chen said to Dong Ya, "Arrange the brothers and sisters to sit."
Dong Ya nodded and immediately made a call. In less than 5 minutes, the seats were allocated, and Zhang Chen sat at the highest position.
Strictly speaking, at the beginning of such a gathering, the host should say a few words.
Dong Ya came over to remind Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen was unprepared and stood up a little embarrassed.
