By the afternoon, the conference had finally ended. Soon, Cai Weiyi was surrounded by people. Chen Xu watched this scene unfold and chuckled to himself, thinking that these were the troubles that came with fame.
Of course, in many people's eyes, this was a blessing they could only hope for. Just like Cai Weiyi right now, who seemed to enjoy the attention.
"Mr. Chen."
Someone came looking for him too; it was one of the CEOs from several battery companies, appearing to be in his fifties, on the thinner side, smiling warmly.
Chen Xu stepped forward to shake his hand, "Mr. Gao."
Mr. Gao said, "Mr. Chen, do you have any time tonight? I have a private dinner party and would like to invite you."
"I'm very sorry, but I have work tonight. Perhaps next time."
"Oh, that's fine then." Mr. Gao left after speaking.
After exiting the hall, Secretary Wen said softly, "Mr. Gao seemed a bit upset just now."
"Is that so?" Chen Xu wasn't particularly concerned.
