Four people entered Qiao Yushan's office.
Among them was Director Li, and the other two were directors from the head office, all of whom Qiao Yushan naturally recognized.
However, she had never seen the woman walking in the middle before.
The woman was about one meter seventy in height, dressed in a small suit with a white shirt, tapered trousers, and a pair of black high heels; her long legs were irresistibly attractive.
Her figure was perfect, with curves in all the right places, perhaps even better than the most excellent models.
Especially her face, although only lightly made up, was stunningly beautiful. Even a beauty like Qiao Yushan felt somewhat ashamed in her presence.
Director Li was bowing in front of the woman, his face plastered with a sycophantic smile and obsequious like a fawning dog. He said, "Chairwoman Meng, this is Qiao Yushan, the former president of this company."
"Former?" The woman's voice was crisp, with a magnetic quality that was incredibly soothing.