Ling Feng went downstairs and, upon arriving at the lobby, saw a young man sitting on the row of sofas by the window.
As soon as he saw him, Ling Feng immediately remembered who this person was!
He walked over, smiling as he asked, "So you're called Sun Shaofeng?"
"Mr. Ling, hello. Please have a seat!"
Sun Shaofeng said expressionlessly as he stood up.
Ling Feng sat on the sofa and crossed his legs casually, asking, "What do you want to talk about?"
"Mr. Ling didn't attend the Gemstone Conference this afternoon?"
Sun Shaofeng didn't answer directly, but instead threw out a casual question.
Ling Feng glanced at him, "Where I go doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, Mr. Sun. By the way, how did you know I was staying here?"
Sun Shaofeng chuckled, "Finding someone's whereabouts is not something I've failed to do yet; it's actually not difficult at all."