Looking around, Jiang Qiao noticed that there were so many people here, including several Second-Level Dream Makers mixed in among them.
She even spotted her idol, Sun Lei. Their previous late-night conversation by candlelight had benefited her immensely and indirectly helped her get rid of the prosthetic on her prefrontal cortex. He could be considered half a teacher to her.
The other First-Rank Dream Maker, Shen Lang, was also an extraordinary figure. His Dreamscapes possessed elegant style and profound meaning. Though he produced little, every work was of high quality, and each experience was a pleasure.
She had not expected to meet two teachers at once. Jiang Qiao immediately felt that the trip had been worthwhile, and that Clear Spring City had its own merits after all.
Although she felt that Chen Yu was no weaker than the two teachers, perhaps even stronger, joining either of them now would not be beneath him. On the contrary, he could use the reputations of these veteran predecessors to advance even further.
Could this also be President Chen's plan?
Just as Jiang Qiao was wondering which side he would choose, Chen Yu onstage looked up and spotted Jiang Qiao and the others.
He waved, then jumped into the crowd. Like a fish swimming through water, he weaved around layer after layer of people and reached them within a few breaths.
"King Chuyun, Jiang Qiao, Lian Qu, you're here. This was the only meeting room we could borrow, so make do with it."
After everyone said it was fine, Jiang Qiao suppressed the excitement in her heart and stared at Chen Yu. "President Chen, what did you mean by redoing it?"
"Oh, it wasn't easy to explain over the phone. Sun Lei, Shen Lang, and I decided to reorganize our resources, join forces to