Holding a teacup in hand, he walked over with an air of strolling leisurely through a courtyard, but the moment he took his place, all eyes in the room fixed on him...
"Holy shit, Mr. Yancey?!" Sadam Vinson immediately stood up.
Feeling somewhat at a loss, he turned and asked the young man beside him, "Why didn't you tell me Mr. Yancey was coming? Should I go over and say hello?"
Unlike the patriarchs of the top families in Beijing, this old gentleman usually stayed in Leaf Garden and rarely made public appearances.
But his status was above the others.
He never attended public events unless it was a television news conference that required his presence. It was rare for him to accept invitations to the top social events in Beijing. Sadam Vinson was already surprised the last time he came to Nathalie Quinlan's academic celebration, and now he was a guest at the medical competition... Sadam couldn't articulate the complexity of his emotions...