10 minutes later, a group of people hurriedly entered the shopping center's main entrance.
The man leading the group, wasn't that President Zhao from XX Department Store?
Jiang Ye had only given 15 minutes on the phone, and since President Zhao himself was not too far from the shopping center, he had managed to arrive so promptly.
From entering the main gate to taking the elevator.
Finally, by the time they reached the intended floor, another three minutes had gone by.
One could see that President Zhao's forehead was already covered in a layer of sweat.
"Has Jun'er arrived?" he asked his assistant.
"President Zhao, the young master has rushed over here. He should arrive any moment now."
Clearly, President Zhao, who had been so arrogant over the phone earlier, probably got wind of Jiang Ye's identity and was now so scared that he was nearly wetting his pants.
Upon entering the room, he instantly put on a face full of ingratiating smiles:
