1208 Old Friends (1/2)

Wen Fenglin got out of the taxi and stood in front of the magnificent and elegant entrance. His face was full of emotion.

Ruyi Art Association.

A get-together was held once every three years. The timing of each get-together was never fixed.

This time, Wen Fenglin was notified of the event out of the blue. Given that he had to see to Ou Ming as well, he came to Fujian to take part in the event.

Once he got out, he saw a few luxury cars stopping in the distance. Compared to them, he seemed to be sorely lacking in his air and style.

Wen Fenglin paid no heed to that. He slung his bag over his shoulder and walked up.

Of the passengers exiting the luxury cars, a number of them were roughly the same age as he was. A few others were as young as Ou Ming and Yu Lili. It was quite a crowd.

The event this time looked to be a lot bigger than it had been nine years ago when he last attended.

Wen Fenglin swaggered his way in ostentatiously. Quite a number of people recognized him.

A young man walked forward and looked at Wen Fenglin in surprise. ”Are you Mr. Wen Fenglin, sir?”

Wen Fenglin looked at the young man and thought he looked very familiar. At that moment, he couldn't identify where he'd seen that face before.

He smiled and nodded, answering, ”I am he.”

”Hello. I am Zhen Li. My father often speaks of you,” the young man said.

”And your father is…” Wen Fenglin replied.

”Zhen Xianlang,” the young man said.

When Wen Fenglin was suddenly enlightened and laughed out loud. He shook the man's hand and said, ”Wow, his son is all grown up! You should be 25 years old this year, am I right?”

Zhen Li looked a little embarrassed as he shook his head and asked, ”Do I look very old?”