Chapter 174 - Chapter 174: Chapter 147 Is this foundation too strong? (Please subscribe)_2 (1/2)

Chapter 174: Chapter 147 Is this foundation too strong? (Please subscribe)_2

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The venue was arranged with seats in a fan shape, capable of accommodating a thousand people. The air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. Traditional patterned silk and lanterns were hung all around, casting a soft yellow glow that gave the place an antique charm.

Lin Chuan and Youyou had already met up with Old Bai.

At this moment, Zhang Yixing approached Lin Chuan and his group. With a smile, he said, “Writer Lin, Youyou, I’ve finally found you.”

“Chief Editor,” Lin Chuan and Youyou both greeted in return.

Zhang Yixing discreetly sized up Lin Chuan, then gesturing towards the man beside him, he introduced, “Writer Lin, let me introduce you to a renowned collector from the Modu antiques circle, the owner of the ‘Ancient Moon’ private museum, Mr. Hu.”

“Mr. Hu, I have long admired your reputation.”

Lin Chuan turned to look at Mr. Hu, who was wearing a light-colored robe, tall and slim with glasses, radiating a certain refined elegance.

“You flatter me, you flatter me,” Mr. Hu said repeatedly, waving his hands, smiling, “It should be I who admires Writer Lin’s great name. Just last night, I stayed up late to finish reading Writer Lin’s masterpiece ‘Last Week’s Antique’. It was penetrating and a work for the ages.”

Collectors in the antiques circle, such as literary persons like Mr. Hu, were adept at lavish praise.

Similarly, Mr. Hu was also taking the opportunity to size up Lin Chuan.

As if appraising an antique.

Overall, Lin Chuan, standing at 186cm tall with a lean figure, dressed in a simple white shirt paired with dark casual pants—a younger and trendier outfit.

Upon closer inspection, Lin Chuan’s hands rested naturally, his face bore a gentle smile, and his eyes were clear. Although his face was youthful and unweathered, he wasn’t nervous by the presence of many masters of antiques, as well as prominent figures from Modu’s business and political circles, maintaining a calm and collected demeanor.

Quite obviously,

this first impression scored Lin Chuan very high in Mr. Hu’s estimation.

No, it was a full score!

Mr. Hu’s gaze towards Lin Chuan became even more appreciative.

After hearing Mr. Hu’s praise, Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow and humbly said, “Mr. Hu is too kind.”

Mr. Hu’s face revealed a genial smile as he handed over a business card, saying, “If Writer Lin is interested, you must come and visit my humble museum. There are several antiques I would like to have Writer Lin’s approval of.”

“I will visit when I have the time,” Lin Chuan took the business card, politely acknowledging the invitation.

“I look forward to the honor of Writer Lin’s visit,” Mr. Hu said with a smile, nodding. Then, he looked around and added, “The handover ceremony will start soon, so I won’t disturb you any further.”

This influential figure in the Modu antiques circle, Mr. Hu, left Lin Chuan with the impression of a refined scholar.

In their first meeting, they had not conversed too much or engaged in awkward small talk. Instead, Mr. Hu had briefly made an acquaintance, handed over a business card, and invited Lin Chuan to his private museum, leaving the decision to visit entirely up to Lin Chuan.

“Ancient Moon,” Lin Chuan watched Mr. Hu and Zhang Yixing depart, muttering the name before tucking the business card into his pocket.

He knew that Director Zhang must have given the Douli Bowl to Mr. Hu for appraisal last night.

Recognizing its worth, Mr. Hu had intended to make a connection.

However, Lin Chuan didn’t pay it much attention.

But Old Bai, standing beside him, looked at Lin Chuan in surprise, “Bro, that’s impressive!”

“What’s impressive?” Lin Chuan turned and asked with a smile.

“Even this prominent figure of the Modu antiques circle is coming to network with you. What’s your status in the antiques circle now?” Old Bai suddenly felt that his lifesaving benefactor, Lin Chuan, seemed like a stranger.

He even thought about shaking Lin Chuan and yelling ‘who are you, get off my brother’!

Cough, unless it’s the sister-in-law, in which case, pretend I didn’t say anything.

Lin Chuan laughed and said half-jokingly, “If I don’t take a seat, they wouldn’t dare to touch their chopsticks.”

“Lin Chuan, I know you’re impressive, but that’s quite a boast,” Youyou chimed in, a playful expression on her face.

Lin Chuan smiled, “I’m not boasting.”

In the ‘Antique Forgery’ Virtual World, Lin Chuan really was of such high status.

The virtual worlds Lin Chuan experienced were all fictional constructs based on the real world, so he was similarly ranked in reality.

Within the venue, Lin Chuan also spotted some familiar faces from a distance.

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For instance, there was Police Officer Chen Hui, and the museum’s chief expert, Gao Qinglin.