Jiang Ruiming immediately came forward to greet him. "You must be Mr. Poulton. My apologies for not attending to you properly."
The Poulton Family Head's tone was cool. "You're Director Jiang, Jiang Ruiming, I take it? Our group has proposed working with Good Times several times, only to be turned down each time. What a shame."
The old man still remembered that incident. He had been seething ever since the rejection. If he couldn't take it out on Hua Jian, surely he could demand an explanation from Jiang Ruiming?
A chill ran down Jiang Ruiming's back at his sudden show of authority, and he turned to Hua Jian for help.
Hua Jian cleared his throat. "Godfather, shall we head farther inside? Director Jiang has put all his treasured works on display, including Yishuang's, which you're so fond of."
The Poulton Family Head gave a soft snort, letting Jiang Ruiming off the hook. "Let's go."
Once he had moved on, Jiang Ruiming smiled apologetically at Bo Lin. "Shall we head inside, President Bo?"
The group made their way farther in, with Jiang Ruiming walking beside the Poulton Family Head and introducing the paintings along the way.
But the Poulton Family Head had no interest in those works.
He headed straight inside, and Jiang Ruiming and Hua Jian couldn't help exchanging a glance.
It seemed the Poulton Family Head still wanted to add Yishuang's works to his collection.
Everyone in the gallery was shrewd, and their discreet gazes kept trailing after Hua Jian's group.
Many people had heard Hua Jian call him "Godfather."
Presumably, the thin old man in front of him was the head of that mysterious financial dynasty in F Country-the Poulton Family Head.
"Mr. Poulton, this is the gallery Good Times set aside specifically for Yishuang. There are sixteen