Wang Ye followed his memory and arrived at the entrance of the association.
At this time, the hall lights were still on, as the association's closing time was usually at six o'clock.
And now it was half-past five, so there were still core members in the office sorting through materials.
Wang Ye walked straight in, and no one noticed him,
He followed the nameplates at the office doors until he found the office of the Tai Chi Association's president.
[President: Wan Zonghua]
The office door was half-open at the moment.
Wang Ye walked straight in without making a sound.
Some calligraphy and paintings hung in the office, such as the Eight Horses Painting and Tai Chi Diagram.
On the desk, there were wooden sculptures symbolizing Tai Chi.
The whole office seemed to have been renovated, looking very pleasing to the eye.
At this moment, Chairman Wan was still at his desk sorting through documents, seemingly about to go home after work.
Wang Ye quietly stood at the door waiting.
