Soon, the two arrived at the headquarters of the Jiuzhou Commerce Association.
In Xingzhou, where land is worth its weight in gold, they had built such a luxurious estate right in the city center; one could imagine the strength of the Jiuzhou Commerce Association.
The two made their way along a very long corridor to the third floor.
Inside the grand hall on the third floor, Xiao Qingyi came to a stop.
"Hahaha, this must be Mr. Chen Feng, right? Truly a young man of great talent!"
As soon as Chen Feng walked in, he was greeted by an old man leaning on a walking stick.
"This is our president."
Xiao Qingyi whispered from the side.
Oh?
So this is that Zhang Xiaotian? With such white hair, he's already at such an old age?
Chen Feng was surprised and clicked his tongue. Zhang Qian is his only son? No wonder he sent so many people to protect him.
"President Zhang, I've long admired you."