“Puh!” Doris let out a heavy sigh, stepping into the elevator.
She needed to quickly change her mood and state of mind because she would have to step in for Jennie later.
What could she do in such a flustered state?
Exiting Emperor’s building and entering Supreme’s, Doris searched for room 117, perspiring all the while.
The door to the private room was closed, so Doris knocked twice.
A female voice came from inside, saying, “Come in.”
Doris recognized it as Jennie’s voice, tinged with a hint of intoxication.
Hastily, Doris pushed the door open and said, “Sis, I’m sorry for being late.”
“No worries. We’re in the middle of things here. Come over,” Jennie beckoned Doris from the main seat.
Doris noticed that Jennie was indeed slightly drunk.
Elbows rested on the table, hands supporting her head, as if afraid of leaning to one side.
Doris furrowed her brow and moved closer to Jennie’s side.
“Mr. Willis, Mr. Greenberg, let me introduce you,” Jennie slurred, “This is my sister, Doris, filling in for me with the drinks.”
“Now that there are no outsiders, let’s drop the formalities,” Mr. Willis and Mr. Greenberg squinted their eyes and raised their glasses. “Shall we have a toast to our meeting?”
Doris hadn’t even settled properly, and the glasses were already being raised.
She had no choice but to pick up the drink Jennie had poured for her, stand up, and take a big gulp.
“How can you only drink half of it?” Mr. Willis expressed his dissatisfaction. “Your sister’s orders have been signed by me. As her sister, isn’t a full glass of respect in order?”
“That’s right,” Mr. Greenberg chimed in, “What’s the point of half a glass? How will you drink the rest of the evening?”
Doris held up her glass, feeling a bit uneasy.
She could handle a little alcohol, but she didn’t enjoy drinking too much.
For her, the taste of alcohol was unpleasant, a real torment!
“My sister can’t handle much alcohol,” Jennie said. “Gentlemen, please go easy on her.”
“She can’t handle much? Who would believe that?” Mr. Willis said. “If she can’t handle it, why did you bring her here to help you with the drinks?”
“Well, my husband isn’t at home, so what else can I do?” Jennie replied. “If he were here, I wouldn’t need anyone else, right? I had no choice but to call my sister. You two should be enough. We’re building a long-term business relationship, not just about the drinks.”
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