A Porsche Paramela parked at the entrance of the hotel lobby.
However, this level of luxury cars is not a big deal among the five-star hotels that Ye Hao stays in.
Soon, the car window rolled down, and then I saw a young girl wearing sunglasses who looked at most in her twenties and wearing casual clothes exposed.
Although her sunglasses covered most of her face, her temperament and figure were very good, and the beauty of the car was quite attractive.
After the beauty rolled down the car window, she casually raised a sign in her hand with the words "Ye Hao" written on it.
Although Ye Hao didn't like this high-profile method, he didn't say anything at this moment. Instead, he sighed, walked over and said, "Hello."
When he saw Ye Hao, the beauty took off her sunglasses and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face.
She looked at Ye Hao up and down for a moment, and her eyes swept over the antique Rolex on Ye Hao's wrist, and then she questioned a little, "Are you Ye Hao?"
"The youngest director of our Daxia Business Alliance Council?"
"It's me."
Ye Hao nodded.
"You are my exclusive secretary, Zhang Ziyi?"
After the other party called last night, he sent an electronic business card, so Ye Hao could know her name.
Hearing Ye Hao pointing out his name, a hint of contempt flashed across Zhang Ziyi's face.
In fact, she got the news before she came.
This so-called youngest director seems to be a spokesperson launched by Tianri Group.
Simply put, he is just a puppet and puppet without real power and energy.
And it is precisely because of this that this guy was inexplicably selected as the next president of the Daxia Shang League.
However, in the view of the entire Daxia Shang League, this is an accident and a joke.
Many people believe that as long as this so-called "youngest director" appears, some people are people, and some people are able to directly make him give up his identity as the next president.
And today's so-called banquet came for this purpose.
With this in mind, Zhang Ziyi forced himself to suppress his disdain for Ye Hao, but instead curled his lips and said lightly: "Get on the bus!"
Ye Hao didn't know that after so much effort, Zhang Ziyi had already performed so many dramas in his heart.
He didn't feel much at this moment, but he got on the co-pilot cleanly.
Zhang Ziyi glanced at Ye Hao's shoes with a knife-like look before starting the car.
While the car was in the car, Ye Hao smiled and said, "Secretary Zhang, where are we going next?"
Hearing the word "secretary", Zhang Ziyi's eyes twitched, although she gritted her teeth and said, "We are going to a manor in the suburbs, which is the property of the Daxia Shang League."
“The banquet is there.”
"By the way, can I ask you something?"
Ye Hao smiled and said, "Secretary Zhang, please speak."
Zhang Ziyi snorted: "Can you not look at my legs lustfully?"
"Although I am the secretary assigned to you by the organizing committee."
"But I am serving Daxia Shang League, not your private secretary..."
"You dare to look at me like this again!"
"I'll dig out your eyes!"
Ye Hao was ridiculous and wailing, but he could tell from Zhang Ziyi's attitude.
This is a daughter-in-law. I'm afraid I feel wronged to be a special secretary for myself...