"Okay, come with me." After he finished his words, the middle-aged man walked straight to the
company, while the woman in sexy clothes gave her a cold glance with some inexplicable hostility.
Michelle followed them to the company's 26 floor. When the elevator door opened, Michelle finally
knew what was called "a mountain higher than a mountain".
Someone said that how high the building was, it represented the identity of the owner. In fact, just like
what people were wearing, the more expensive the clothes they were wearing, the more people were
envied of them. This was the social rank.
Opening the door of the office, she saw that the decoration was completely European style, which was
so luxurious!
However, Michelle did not like such kind of decoration. Instead, she felt a little depressed.
After the sexy woman left, there were only two people left in the office. The middle-aged man didn't
want to ask for the permission of Michelle's leader, but stood up from his office chair and walked to her.
"Are all Oriental women as beautiful as you?" But she didn't expect that the first sentence came out of
his mouth was with frivolity.
Under his gaze, Michelle just subconsciously moved into the sofa and said, "You're joking. Let's talk
about business first."
"Okay." The middle-aged man answered without hesitation, and his face was covered with wrinkles,
especially when he was smiling, as if countless bugs were on his face.
With a big grin, she took out the document and handed it to the man.
After reading it, the middle-aged man's face immediately darkened. "Is this your plan?"
Michelle took over the document and looked through it carefully. There were three copies in total, and
each of them was checked by Scott in person. There was no mistake at all. It was obvious that the man
in front of him was playing tricks on her.
It was obvious that he didn't want to cooperate with the Jiang Group.
If it weren't for Scott, or for the company, Michelle wouldn't have worked so hard. "Please don't be
angry. I'll take it back and make some adjustments." When she was about to stand up, the middle-aged
man blocked her way with his hand.
"What are you doing?" Michelle was angry and fearful, but she could not show it at this time.
The middle-aged man finally exposed his nature. With a cheeky smile, he said, "Have a drink with me.
Maybe I can consider working with your company." Then, he put his arm around her shoulder. Though
she was wearing a shirt, she still felt disgusted.
She wanted to refuse, but when she thought of the company's future reputation problem, she still
gritted her teeth and endured.
In a dim private room of the nightclub, Michelle sat next to the middle-aged man, and in the center of
the room were several men and women dancing.
"Come on, Michelle Wang. Cheers!" A middle-aged man's voice came through all of a sudden.
Michelle looked back and smiled at him. Then she picked up the champagne on the table and clinked
glasses with him.
'Just for a little while. I should not be drunk?' Michelle could only shoulder nearly a glass of wine. She
was fine at home. But if she was drunk now, no one knew what the middle-aged man next to her would
do.
For the sake of her safety, Michelle intended to pretend to drink while the man was about to raise his
glass.
Soon enough, Michelle felt her eyelids getting heavy. She could still hear the voices, but she had no
strength at all.
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