After seeing the group off at the elevator, Chen Yansen turned back.
Tang Qingshan had specifically instructed him that several of Xucheng's bigwigs would be attending the press conference today, and he was not to let anything go wrong.
Chen Yansen had no shortage of experience dealing with such people. In his past life at Feiyu Technology, he had even set up a dedicated public relations department, spending two million a year to keep a princeling on the payroll to handle the company's external relations for him.
To put it bluntly, this person's job was to smooth over minor troubles with the tax bureau, market regulators, and the fire department.
These types might not have much ability themselves, but their connections were rock-solid. Paperwork that would stump anyone else, they could get done with a single phone call.
Because of this, Chen Yansen had done his fair share of schmoozing with local bigwigs. In his view, if they were coming, so be it. He wasn't intimidated.
