บท 1759: Are You the Vice President, Or Am I the Vice President?

When the red carpet was laid out and two rows of beautiful women in professional attire stood in line, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo walked out of the gate of the Beauty Group with two subordinates.

The three of them were probably the management of the Beauty Group. When they walked out, the beautiful women in professional attire hurriedly nodded and greeted them.

The three of them only nodded slightly in response.

Ye Feng observed carefully.

The person walking in front of the trio was a middle-aged man who was less than 1.5 meters tall.

This middle-aged man looked short among the tall Westerners. He looked quite funny in his tuxedo.

Even so, he still had his hands behind his back and wore a monocle. He was as exquisite as a little person who had walked out of a fairy tale book. He walked with his head held high and strode at the front of the team.