"Boss, Mr. Wang from Laoxiang Chicken is here. He's in the waiting area."
Tian Tian smiled faintly and reminded him in a low voice.
Chen Yansen nodded and glanced over. Sure enough, Wang Xueting was talking with a middle-aged man in his early forties.
He then walked over slowly.
When Wang Zhe saw the young man at the door, he quickly stood up, walked over to greet him, and said with a broad smile, "President Chen, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Although he was the vice general manager of Laoxiang Chicken, at the end of the day, he was just a high-level white-collar worker. His status was worlds apart from Chen Yansen's.
Even if the founder of Laoxiang Chicken came in person, he would still have to respectfully address him as "President Chen."
Of course, with Su Congxuan's status, it would be difficult for him to even get a meeting with Pei Yi, let alone Chen Yansen.
