No pudiendo contenerse, ella le mostró a Lu Zhou una sonrisa triunfante.Lu Zhou no sabía qué decir al ver esa expresión victoriosa.
Era tan grande el espacio, y estaba completamente separado de otros vehículos...
¿Podría yo hacerlo también?Para evitar comentarios innecesarios, finalmente decidió no bromear sobre su habilidad de conducir y caminaron juntos en dirección al centro de conferencias......No se equivocaba en llamarse a sí misma la conferencia del AIB y el organismo económico regional de Shanghai.La feria de innovación tecnológica y financiera asiática, fuera o dentro, presentaba una impresión inigualable.
Delante de las puertas principales del centro de conferencias, la gente corría arriba y abajo, pero al entrar en el interior, Lu Zhou sintió como si se despejara el camino.El enorme recinto de exposiciones estaba repleto de participantes invitados a la conferencia.
En el hall, estaban expuestos objetos artísticos, entre ellos una pequeña simulación del colisionador de partículas del Instituto Físico de la Academia Científica China y el modelo externo de un "stack" llamado Fuxi mostrado por Eastern Power, pareciendo como una miniatura de la Exposición Universal.En este lugar intercambiaban contratos valiosos por cientos de billones.
En este lugar debatían sobre verdaderos temas que influirían en el futuro del mundo.Por comparación, la conferencia de economía macro donde él había estado anteriormente era solo una perra viendo a un león en comparación con esta conferencia internacional de alcance asiático y mundial.Cuando Lu Zhou y Chen Yushan saludaron y planeaban caminar por su cuenta para ver el lugar, una figura anciana vestida con traje, con el pelo bien peinado, se acercó a él con una sonrisa cálida."¿Eres el doctor Lu?Mucho gusto.""Soy yo...
" Lu Zhou no estaba seguro de quién era esa persona.
Tras reflexionar durante unos momentos, preguntó confundido, "¿Usted es?"(Translation ends here)"President of the AIIB Gong Weiqi," said the elderly man with a smile as he tapped on the business card in his hand.
"This is my business card, you can call me by my name or Mr.
Gong." President of the AIIB!Receiving the business card, Lu Zhou's face showed surprise.
He was surprised that someone had noticed him upon entering and that it was the boss of the organizing committee who came to greet him.
Steady himself, Lu Zhou put away the card and apologized to this old man with a slight blush.
"I'm sorry I don't have a business card." The elderly man waved his hand and chuckled.
"It's nothing.
Professor Lu is an academic;we businessmen often need small cards to make others remember us.
But you walking through here are already a card, representing the youth researchers and even our academic community of the nation.
Almost forgot to thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend this conference!It was a slip-up on our part not sending an invitation in advance;I hope it doesn't bother you." "You're too kind.
I just came over to take a look around, so no need to treat me so formally." Lu Zhou felt a bit embarrassed by the elderly man's enthusiasm.
Truly, the president of the AIIB.
Although he didn’t quite understand how this organization worked in detail, people who often dealt with banks were usually good at talking and making connections.
If President Gong knew what was going through Lu Zhou’s mind right now, he might spit out his old blood.
However, Lu Zhou couldn’t possibly voice these thoughts aloud either.
After a few polite exchanges, President Gong offered to show him around the entire conference center.
As Lu Zhou had this plan too, he naturally did not refuse when someone was willing to be his guide.
After politely declining a few times, seeing that President Gong seemed not to have any pressing matters to attend to, he accepted the offer with pleasure.