The gathering ended. After saying goodbye to Carmen Rothschild, Jiang Chen went to the back of the hall and met Wang Linhua waiting there.
The elder man's body looked healthy, and he had a head full of black hair. While wrinkles were visible on his face, it only added to his authoritative look. From this point alone, Wang Dehai should be his older brother and quite a few years older.
When he saw Jiang Chen come in, he had an amiable smile on his face as he warmly welcomed Jiang Chen to take a seat.
"Haha, I have been listening to my brother's praises of you, now that I see you, it certainly is true." Wang Linhua nodded his head.
"Uncle Wang is overcomplimenting me," Jiang Chen said humbly.
"Since you call me uncle, could I call you little Jiang?"
"Of course, it's my honor."
When he heard Jiang Chen's words, Wang Linhua smiled as he took a drink of tea to soothe his throat.
