"Hehe." Jane Sampson touched her nose and smiled shyly, "I don’t have any ideas, I’m not planning to trick him, I’m just thinking about it."
Jane Sampson was a bit surprised that Oscar Wilson actually had a mont when he was doing serious work.
After all, Jane Sampson had always thought that Oscar Wilson was a qualified prodigal Young Master, soone who never did anything serious and professionally indulged in eating and drinking every day.
However, Oscar Wilson fortunately didn’t cause any trouble, his daily life was just eating and drinking, without doing anything else that would anger the seniors.
Oscar Wilson enjoyed idling around eating and drinking, so he had many friends and a wide source of information, almost nothing escaped his ears and eyes.
When Oscar Wilson eventually started working, it was like having an unrivaled advantage that others could never catch up to.
Jane Sampson thought that JSY would need so ti to investigate, but unexpectedly, before finishing dinner, the General Manager called her back.
Jane Sampson was chatting excitedly with everyone, saw the incoming call, and imdiately hung up the mobile phone instead of picking it up, but sent the caller a text ssage asking them to wait for her call back.
At this mont, Jane Sampson just noticed the WhatsAPP ssages Jas Black sent her ten minutes ago.
Why are you unhappy? — Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.
How do you want to cheer you up? — Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.
Jane Sampson couldn’t help but laugh; in this world, there actually exists a man who would ask how you want to be cheered up.
A straight man of the century.
I’ll tell you when I get back. — Jas Black’s wife.
After sending this ssage, Jane Sampson planned to put her phone away, but Jas Black directly sent a voice ssage over.
Jane Sampson opened it, and heard Jas Black’s deep booming voice saying one sentence to her.
No leather jackets or flared pants, that’s non-negotiable.
"What leather jacket?" Coco Edwards, sitting close by, heard it clearly, "And flared pants? What secret are you and your husband sharing?"
Among the people at the table, only Jas Carter knew what this secret was.
So, Jas Carter endured his laughter with so difficulty.
He had heard Elder Black say that Jas Black had worn them to make Jane Sampson happy.
And after putting them on, he looked rather gloomy.
He seed quite unhappy.
But seeing Jane Sampson happy, Jas Black eventually was coaxed into a better mood by her.
"Let’s continue with what we were talking about earlier." Jane Sampson waved her hand, not explaining the flared pants joke to Coco Edwards; after all, she needed to save face for her man, right?
This dinner took more than two hours, and after finishing, it was Jas Carter who stood up to pay the bill.
Jane Sampson didn’t stand on ceremony with her brother, and when Jas Carter ca back after settling the bill, Jane Sampson was preoccupied with JSY’s affairs, losing interest when everyone suggested going to a quiet bar.
In the end, it was Jas Carter who accompanied Jane Sampson back to the hotel first, while Coco Edwards and Harry Little Money, accompanied by Jas Carter’s assistant, went for a brief sit at the quiet bar.
Upon returning to the hotel, it was already past nine o’clock. The first thing Jane Sampson did upon entering the room was call back JSY’s General Manager.
At this ti, JSY’s General Manager hadn’t yet rested, apparently waiting for Jane Sampson’s call, so when the phone rang twice, it was answered, practically an instant pickup.
"Miss Sampson, after getting off work this afternoon, I t with the designer who recently resigned from West Crossing. Because they were very open with , this matter was quickly clarified."
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