The secretary hurriedly pushed the door open and entered, looking alarmed as she spoke.
"What car?" Ye Mingmei was suddenly stunned, a hint of confusion flashing across her delicate face, as she elegantly rose from her seat and walked to the window.
Her gaze fell outside the window, onto the street in front of the Ye Corporation Building.
A dozen black luxury cars were neatly lined up, parked on the roadside.
The car doors were shut tight, with only the windows open.
Ye Mingmei was positioned a bit far off, unable to see who was sitting inside the cars, only noticing that they were all dressed in black, resembling bodyguards.
But who goes out with so many bodyguards?
This display was too grand.
Ye Mingmei's eyes stopped at the car in the very center, her eyes tense.
Her heart inexplicably lost its rhythm.
It was a modified sports car, its design akin to a racing car, very flashy.
Not only were the car doors closed, but even the windows were untinted.
