No matter what those sales ladies were thinking, Bai Yan was pleased to enjoy his freedom, wandering alone in front of the sand table at the villa exhibition stand, admiring various types of villas.
Next to the villa exhibition stand was an open-style sofa lounge, where two women and one man were seated on the sofa.
If Bai Yan turned his head back, he would definitely recognize these two girls who he had encountered on the plane before.
Chen Yan and Li Meimei.
"Yanyan, this is Boss Zhao."
Li Meimei was dressed in a fitting and proper work uniform. Her originally rather pretty face was layered with foundation overdone with smoky makeup, making her look somewhat over-engineered, rather diminishing her naturally decent features.
She was giggling as she introduced the middle-aged man with a potbelly sitting beside her to Chen Yan.
This man's name was Zhao Chenggong, forty-three this year, a private entrepreneur in the city with a bit of fame in business circles.
