The door opened to a tremendously classy and luxurious office. The walls were pained in a white and golden theme. With the main desk and chair in the centre. And there was a floor to ceiling window behind the office desk. Couches were kept at the side. A big and fancy chandelier hung in the middle of the ceiling. It was decorated really tastefully.
Even Ning International's office was not half as classy as this one. And from the view from the see through window on the opposite side, she could estimate that they were already at some 60th-70th floor.
But leaving everything aside, Ning Mei was more interested to know who was the person in the chair ,who had his back turned against where she stood. Is it Yeze? Should be him... But she didn't have to wait to know that, because when she took the next step, Ning Mei tripped on the carpet and yelped, clumsily.
