Soon, the door was pushed open.

A middle-aged white man wearing a light gray suit and meticulously combed hair walked in with a young white woman.

This middle-aged white man is none other than Claude, the president of L'Oreal China.

This young white woman is Claude's secretary.

However, the two people looked at each other with disdain, revealing a sense of superiority and arrogance in their eyes.

"Mr. Claude, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Su Qingmei smiled and hurriedly greeted her.

Claude did not reach out, but glanced at Yang Luo and others, and said displeasedly in fluent Mandarin: "Miss Su, are they all yours?"

Su Qingmei nodded: "Yes, Mr. Claude."

Claude said: "Since I am yours, why didn't they get up to greet me when they saw me coming? Do they still have any gentlemanly manners?"

Upon hearing this, the faces of Yang Luo and Xiao Ziyun suddenly darkened.

Bujie muttered in a low voice: "This foreigner is so crazy. He even asked us to stand up to greet him. Why?"

Prajna lowered his voice and said: "L'Oreal is one of the three largest cosmetics groups in the world. It owns dozens of cosmetics and skin care products brands. It has huge energy. It's normal to be a little arrogant."

Bujie said: "I don't care if he has a lot of energy, but you still have to have basic courtesy."

At this time, Su Qingmei smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Claude, let me introduce you."

"No need, my time is limited, there is no need to waste it on such meaningless things."

Claude waved his hand, sat down directly, and took out a cigar.

The secretary on the side nodded respectfully.

Su Qingmei smiled helplessly at Yang Luo and others, and also sat down.

Claude blew out his cigarette and said with a haughty expression: "Miss Su, you should know that if it weren't for Mr. Luo's introduction, I would never pay attention to a small company like yours."

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!