The voice was too abrupt.
Everyone looked in the direction of the entrance.
A few people at the doorway slowly walked in. In the middle was a man in a grey coat. He was about 60 years old, had a buzzcut, and his skin was quite white. His eyes were extremely cold.
To his left was a young, slender figure wearing a white sweater and a black hat on his head. His head was slightly lowered.
As soon as he entered, he took off his hat and looked at the stage.
To his right was a middle-aged man with a cold face. He seemed to be a little impatient due to the large crowd at the event.
"Mr. Lu?" The Qin family representative recognized that the man on the right was Lu Zhixin and quickly stood up.