Everyone stopped talking. They had already noticed the car when it drove in.
"Look, why is that car so bold? it dared to drive in directly?"
"Either the security guards let us in on purpose, or someone is here to cause trouble."
"Who in the world would have the guts to cause trouble here?"
"Look, those big bosses aren't angry. Mr. Stenson and director Benjamin actually opened the door themselves?"
For a moment, if there was any movement, everyone would subconsciously cast their gazes in their direction and inadvertently approach.
The capitalists and politicians in America knew who their bread and butter were: Stenson, George W. Bush, and Rockefeller.
But, that mysterious and Noble boss Stenson actually went to open the door himself?
Benjamin, as a European upstart, was going to open the door too?
Who in the world had such an honor and qualification?
As soon as the door opened, a pair of fair and delicate feet with crystal flat shoes appeared.
