Jiang Cheng quickly headed towards the furniture factory's booth.
By this time, the crowd had gradually dispersed.
The venue was slowly being filled by foreign guests, sellers, translators, and on-site staff.
When Jiang Cheng arrived at the furniture factory, there happened to be a foreign guest looking around.
The translator for the foreign guest was none other than Du Bin, the male translator who had a grudge against Jiang Cheng.
"Mr. Benjamin, this is a traditional Chinese shelf, priced at two hundred seventy yuan."
The foreign businessman Benjamin nodded slightly, touched the shelf, and asked, "What is this material? Why is it called a 'traditional Chinese shelf'?"
Du Bin instinctively wanted to respond, but realizing he didn't have an answer, he could only look to the furniture factory staff.
The factory manager offered a simple answer, which Du Bin translated faithfully.
"The material is pine, and 'traditional Chinese' means knowledge of ancient and modern things."
