"This is the chairman of Yaolai Company, worth billions," Mei Wenhua said excitedly upon seeing the man.
The man looked to be in his mid-forties, slightly chubby but full of charisma.
The woman beside him was also very beautiful, with light makeup, looking almost like an ordinary celebrity, and she seemed only about twenty-one or twenty-two years old.
Mei Wenhua felt a surge of envy in his heart. Wealth was indeed good; that woman, merely twenty-one or twenty-two, was probably still in college when she got taken care of.
To say that woman made it here through her own abilities? Mei Wenhua wouldn't believe it even if you beat him to death.
Actually, Zhou Hui wasn't much different in looks from that girl, but as the saying goes, "clothes make the man." Just those clothes and jewelry she wore would probably cost more than Mei Wenhua's yearly salary.
More importantly, the girl exuded a proud and noble aura that Zhou Hui simply didn't possess.
