"Oh, President Cheng has arrived?!"
Upon seeing the real deal show up, Hao Jian sneered inwardly but immediately put on an expression like that of an old friend he hadn't seen in years and went straight up to greet him.
"Haha, President Hao."
Cheng Bo had just entered the room when he heard Hao Jian's voice. He shifted his attention and when he saw the beauties sitting on the sofa, his eyes the size of mung beans instantly narrowed.
Fortunately, he still knew the purpose of his visit, reluctantly shifted his gaze away from the beauties, looked at Hao Jian with a smile, and said, "So President Hao is also well-versed in this field!"
"You jest, President Cheng. These beauties are, in fact, prepared for you."
Hao Jian quickly waved his hand and then stepped aside, allowing Cheng Bo to pass.
Cheng Bo's identity was confined to that of a company president, and moreover, a company without even a chance of going public. Such a person couldn't possibly know Hao Jian's identity.