"Uh..."
Huo Sining listened to Zhou Shitao's words and felt a black line appear on her forehead.
She hadn't expected that the old man was actually the director of the Forbidden City Museum. She hadn't had much contact with Huang Zhenlong, but she knew his name. She hadn't seen his real face, so she couldn't match it to him. Now, seeing the real person, she still didn't recognize him.
In Huo Sining's perception, a director should be very serious, just like Qiao Zhenhuan's uncle, Director Bai of the Taicheng Museum. Although Director Bai is kind-looking and speaks gently, he still carries an air of authority, even when he needs something from Huo Sining, he doesn't drop his official manner.
But this Director Huang in front of her was different. Before Zhou Shitao introduced his identity, Huo Sining had always thought he was just some old friend within the circle who shared Zhou Shitao's hobby, in whom there was no trace of officialdom or pretense, just an ordinary old man.
