At half past five in the afternoon, when Ivy Miller appeared at the hotel entrance with Robert Weston, he was quite concerned: "Are you sure it’s Mr. Zhou who wants to et us?"
"Can you stop nagging? I’ve already said yes, yes."
"I’m not trying to nag, it’s just that... it feels a bit unrealistic.
Glory Construction clearly said they wouldn’t et us again, what’s going on, did you get soone involved?"
Ivy Miller pointed inside: "Are you going in or not?"
"Of course I’m going, why wouldn’t I? If I can make a contribution, who wants to be a subordinate?"
Ivy Miller snorted, still nagging, and she stepped in first, with Robert Weston following closely behind.
She first booked a private room, ordered the food, and then went out to call Henry Sullivan.
Knowing she had to work overti, Henry Sullivan was sowhat displeased.
"They even dare to make you work overti."
"It’s not their requirent; I chose to do it myself.
The client made an appointnt to have dinner with us at six in the evening.
There’s no choice, the client is always the god."
"Where are you having dinner?"
"At Jade City," Ivy Miller glanced around: "The environnt here is quite nice, this old thing sure knows how to enjoy himself.
Alright, uncle, just don’t worry about . Go ho early to take care of Little White.
I’m afraid if neither of us goes ho, Little White will make a fuss, and the nanny will be worried all by herself."
"Alright, then you take care."
After hanging up the phone, Ivy Miller returned to the private room.
She and Robert Weston sat on either side. Honestly, it was quite awkward with just the two of them.
She pulled out her phone to entertain herself while Robert Weston called his partner to say he wouldn’t be coming ho for dinner.
At first, the two got along without incident.
At 6:10, seeing that Mr. Zhou still hadn’t arrived, Robert Weston grew a little anxious and began pacing back and forth in the room.
"Ivy Miller, did you make sure? Did Mr. Zhou really agree to co?"
This ti Ivy Miller was also sowhat annoyed: "He set the ti, he ntioned the place, of course, I made sure."
That Matthew Zandros, what a pompous ass.
She pulled out her phone to call Matthew Zandros, only to find it turned off.
She reminded herself to hold her temper and wait a bit.
But she never expected that waiting would an waiting until seven o’clock.
Just as Robert Weston decided to leave, Matthew Zandros arrived all by himself.
As soon as he ca in, Robert Weston changed his expression: "Mr. Zhou, you’re here, I was just about to go and welco you."
Ivy Miller got up and looked at Matthew Zandros, suppressing the anger on her face with a hint of a smile: "Welco, Mr. Zhou."
When Matthew Zandros looked at her, there was also a hint of amazent in his eyes.
After all, Ivy Miller isn’t so ignorant girl, it’s understandable to be a bit dazzled.
"Which one of you is in charge?"
Ivy Miller stepped forward to shake hands with Matthew Zandros: "Hello, Mr. Zhou. I’m the person in charge of this matter, Ivy Miller, it’s an honor to invite you."
"Did you co early?"
Ivy Miller pursed her lips: "Not really, we only arrived at four-thirty.
It’s only right to wait if we want to cooperate with Mr. Zhou."
Robert Weston glanced at Ivy Miller, this woman, isn’t she quite quick-witted?
Ivy Miller invited Matthew Zandros to sit down, and by this ti, a slight smile had appeared on Matthew Zandros’s face.
For him, the woman who posed a threat to him was actually sowhat charming.
But Ivy Miller felt that there was a hidden dagger in this man’s smile.
Ivy Miller signaled the waiter to start serving the food, and Robert Weston poured wine for Matthew Zandros.
Matthew Zandros coldly glanced at Robert Weston and said: "For this project today, I only want to discuss it with Manager Ivy."
Robert Weston’s hand paused as he poured the wine.
Ivy Miller also understood the implication behind Matthew Zandros’s words. She pursed her lips: "Then thank you so much for your favor, Mr. Zhou. Here, let pour the wine for you myself, Robert, you sit down."
Robert Weston looked at Ivy Miller worriedly, just as he was about to sit down, he heard Matthew Zandros say: "Ivy, since I’ll be discussing the matter of cooperation with you, other people should leave first."
Ivy Miller vaguely felt that Matthew Zandros’s intentions were not straightforward.
After pouring Matthew Zandros a full glass of wine, she returned to her seat: "Mr. Zhou, there are no unrelated people here.
When it cos to business cooperation with your esteed company, Robert is ten tis more proficient than I am.
And I, honestly, am just a newcor temporarily put in charge.
If you really want to get into the nitty-gritty of these business details, I simply can’t do it."
"No one asked you to discuss business details today.
We’re just here to have dinner, aren’t you going to treat to dinner?
I ca to the appointnt, and you brought along a little tagalong, don’t you feel it’s a bit disrespectful to ?
If you want to talk business, make sure I’m satisfied with the drinks first.
With this person around, I simply have no interest in drinking."
Robert Weston glanced at Ivy Miller, she wasn’t the type to drink.
He stood up and smiled apologetically: "Mr. Zhou, it’s like this, because Manager Ivy doesn’t know how to drink, the company specifically sent here to drink on her behalf.
Although my tolerance isn’t great, today, to make sure Mr. Zhou has a good ti, I’ve decided to sacrifice myself to accompany you."
Ivy Miller was quite appreciative of this man; if he hadn’t stepped up at this mont, she would have been in trouble by herself.
This man clearly has ulterior motives beyond just drinking.
If he left her alone to drink, wouldn’t she just end up as a side dish in the end?
She should have anticipated this earlier; this man had given up a collaboration with Twilight Group due to his kind of relationship with Leader Liu.
That proves he isn’t respectable, she shouldn’t treat this old man like a gentleman.
Matthew Zandros put down the wine glass he had picked up, face stern: "Even if soone has to drink themselves to death, it shouldn’t be you keeping company. Who do you think you are?
Today, your company needs a favor from . To put it bluntly, even if I ask your CEO to keep company, he’d have to oblige.
Did you really think Twilight Group is still the sa old Twilight Group?"
Robert Weston looked at Ivy Miller: "Manager Ivy, should I wait for you outside?"
Ivy Miller cursed his ancestors in her mind, she just praised him for being righteous.
"Mr. Zhou is joking with you, seriously?
Going to the entrance? Do you really think Mr. Zhou is the type of villain?
Let tell you, Robert, Mr. Zhou is testing us, stop thinking about irrelevant things."
Robert Weston smirked: "Understood, Manager Ivy."
Matthew Zandros’s old face barely held its composure.
First ti eting such an oblivious young girl.
Thanks to her words, Robert Weston sat back in his seat.
However, Robert Weston wasn’t one for jealousy, and thereafter, during the dinner, he didn’t discuss anything serious.
After just twenty minutes of eating, he got up ready to leave: "I have another appointnt after this; now that we’ve all eaten, I’ll take my leave."
"Mr. Zhou, we’ve eaten the al, but the actual business isn’t done yet."
Ivy Miller smiled and glanced at Robert Weston, who quickly took out the contract: "Mr. Zhou, our company..."
"Hold on, I only said I’d co to have dinner with you. When did I say I’d discuss any contracts?"
Ivy Miller clenched her fist, so you want to play rogue, fine, let’s play it thoroughly.
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