If Ye Hong guessed correctly, the manager named Nagasawa Kira must have taken advantage of his position to give the precious and unique spot to the cherry blossom Chinese painter just now.
As for the young painter, he must have been invited just like Zhou Hao.
The reason why the security guard informed Zhou Hao that the tour would end early was most likely due to the manager's instruction.
The purpose is of course to shut out Zhou Hao and prevent Zhou Hao from affecting his secret operations.
If Ye Hong hadn't noticed the fishy nature, Nagasawa Kira might have succeeded this time!
"Take me to see your president."
Ye Hong let go of the security guard's hand and said coldly to the two of them.
The security guard and Nagasawa Kira looked at each other, confused.
But under Ye Hong's cold gaze and strong pressure, he could only lower his head and lead Ye Hong and Zhou Hao through the door.
After entering the door, I found that the middle of the building was hollowed out.
About six stories high, there is no obstruction between the floors.
Only one painting is hung in the air for exhibition.
In just a moment, Zhou Hao was attracted by these paintings.
"It's Master Oda's "One Piece"!"
“Wow, there’s also Master Stan’s Iron King!”
He barked wildly, attracting the attention of many people around him.
"Manager Nagasawa, what happened?"
A metallic smoke sound came from the side.
Ye Hong squinted and saw a middle-aged man with curly hair wearing a white shirt walking out of the passage to the side.
He is about forty years old, with sharp light gray eyes.
As he walked, he exuded the aura of a superior person. At first glance, he looked like he was a person who had been in a high position for a long time.
As if seeing a savior, Nagasawa Kira and the security guard breathed a sigh of relief when the middle-aged man appeared.
Nagasawa Kira immediately trotted to the middle-aged man and whispered something.
The man glanced at Ye Hong and Zhou Hao and frowned slightly.
Then he walked towards the two of them.
"Hello, two friends from Yan Kingdom, my name is Griffin, and I am the director of the International Marketing Department of Angel Animation.
I already have a general understanding of your affairs. "
He looked apologetically and said to Zhou Hao: "You should be the Mr. Zhou Hao we invited, right
I wrote your invitation letter myself.
I'm sorry to inform you that this visit has ended early.
It's our fault for not notifying you in advance.
To express my apology, I will personally send you a limited edition "Part-time Hunter" comic set signed by Master Qiongjian later.
Are you satisfied with this treatment? "
Griffin smiled warmly and spoke word by word in Yanguo dialect to Zhou Hao. His attitude was hard to find fault with.
Even Zhou Hao looked excited: "Master Qiongjian is my idol."
But Ye Hong smiled coldly: "Don't play around in front of me, please explain the quota matter clearly."
The smile on Griffin's face faded and he squinted at Ye Hong.
There were two faint rays of cold light shooting out from his eyes.
"This little brother, who are you...?"
There was a hint of annoyance in the hoarse voice.
"Ye Yun." Ye Hong replied calmly.
"Mr. Yeyun, I repeat, the tour has ended early, and the quota matter has also ended!
Please don't mess around! "
Griffin said with a pale face.
"I'm not talking about the quota for the tour, but the only quota for participating in the production of Angel animation!
Please don't pretend to be crazy or stupid. "
Ye Hong retorted without fear.
(End of chapter)