Manager Wen suddenly remembered: "Speaking of which, Mr. Zhao is quite proficient in this area, please do give us some guidance."
"Restoring ancient books, huh? That's quite taxing." Zhao Minghua cleared his throat: "I'll take a look later."
"There's no need to wait; timing is everything. Mr. Zhao, you must give us some pointers."
"Manager Wen is really..." Zhao Minghua was somewhat helpless: "I came today to see some artworks that suit my taste, not for anything else."
"That's easy to say, just take a look at the ancient books first. Later, anything you fancy, I'll give you at cost, how about that?"
"Manager Wen really knows how to drive a hard bargain."
Chun Ning watched as Zhao Minghua and Manager Wen casually chatted about a matter he was quite interested in: the restoration of ancient books.
He was a bit puzzled; Zhao Minghua was known in Changzhou as a playboy, how could he possibly understand ancient book restoration?
Could it be that he's just pretending too?
