Chapter 185 Chang Seats

After entering the first class, John looked around inside to see if anyone was willing to change seats. In the end, he set his target on a middle-aged man. "Hello, sir." John stepped forward and handed over his business card. The man paused, then showed a surprised smile when he saw John. "John?" John was confused. "You know me?" "Yeah. I'm Arnold Marsh from Cartel Group. We met last time." Looking at the man with a square face, small eyes, and a flat nose, John searched his mind for a long time, but his name or face didn't ring a bell. Seeing that John couldn't remember him, Arnold was not annoyed at all. He touched his nose and said, "It's okay, Mr. Collins. You've got a lot on your plate, so it's natural." John could only nod. "By the way, is Mr. Hart here?" As he spoke, Arnold stood up and looked around, asking, "Why didn't I se