Ye Chen heard that Zhang Ming actually portrayed himself so pitifully just to get him to join the Calligraphy Association.
He felt a bit helpless and even more repelled internally.
"Elder Zhang, I'm not very interested in calligraphy, so let's not waste time. It's getting quite late now, perhaps you should head home and rest."
Ye Chen's words were very tactful and seemed considerate towards the other party.
In fact, he just wanted to leave and didn't want to stay here any longer.
Zhang Ming and Sun Bolin certainly understood the meaning behind Ye Chen's words.
Sun Bolin didn't mind, after all, his goal had already been achieved.
But Zhang Ming was a bit upset, as Ye Chen's words made it difficult for him to continue insisting.
The task of inviting Ye Chen to join the Calligraphy Association remained incomplete, and Zhang Ming had no other plans to persuade Ye Chen, so he had no choice but to get up and leave.
Sun Bolin and Zhang Ming left one after the other.
