The Dragon Flies, the Phoenix Dances! (1)

It did not matter if Ye Xuan really understood it or if he was a culture snob. Those who were fated would naturally understand it.

Liu Haikang and Ye Xuan chatted for a while. Putting aside their identities, he also admired Ye Xuan very much.

Now that he heard Ye Xuan's explanation of calligraphy, his heart couldn't help but heat up. He invited him and said, "Chairman Ye, do you want to practice calligraphy? Why don't we go upstairs and interact?"

Ye Xuan saw that the people around him were eager and nodded in agreement.

"Everyone, follow me."

The Liu family villa had its own elevator. Under Liu Haikang's lead, they went to the top floor.

The top floor had been turned into a study by Liu Haikang. The furniture inside was still a pool of fragrant rosewood, showing his financial strength.