Isabella and her assistant, Bruce went to the restaurant with the people from Polygon Group.
Since she had attended many social events in the past, Isabella was familiar with all the restaurants around here, including this one.
After entering a room, she invited them to sit while holding Rachel, then handed them the menu.
"This restaurant is good, just order whatever you want." She smiled politely.
They laughed out loud, ”Mrs. Jones is too polite."
Isabella smiled as she complained in her heart. You are all our gods. How can I not be polite?
Mr. Smith had really invested a lot to win over the Polygon Group. Now the two companies were so close . Wouldn't he invite them a few times a month in the future?
She decided to go back and make it clear to Mr. Smith that she would not be involved in the business of Polygon Group in the future.
They also ordered two bottles of high-quality red wine red wine, after ordering a whole table of dishes.
Bruce was busy filling all the glasses with wine. Someone's phone suddenly rang, just as he was about to cheer with everyone.
"Excuse me, You guys eat first." He saw the name on phone, smiled, and hurried out.
"Mrs. Jones. A toast to you." Another person politely raised his glass to her.
Isabella had the same smile as before. She raised the glass and cheered with his, "Cheers, I hope we will have pleasant cooperation in the future."
She took a sip, the cold liquid slid down her throat, causing her to shiver slightly. She frowned, but still drank the whole glass.
Bruce did not notice anything different and poured her another glass.
Isabella looked at him and said nothing. Then she add more food to Rachel.
After two minutes, the person who answered the phone returned. He looked at everyone and suddenly said, "Mr. Miller is at the next door."
Isabella's eyelids subconsciously flipped.
That man was indeed every where.
When they heard that their CEO was at the room right next to them, they immediately stood up, and asked with some surprise, "Next door? Did you see him? "
"Yes. Shall we go over and greet him?"
"Of course, we definitely should.Let's go."
Isabella cursed in her heart. She really wanted to say that Christian was not her boss so she would not go with them, but it was impossible obviously. Even though Mr. Smith was here, he would run over immediately, so how could she sit still?
"Since Mr. Miller is here, then I will also go and greet him with you." Even if she was extremely unwilling, she still wore a stiff smile on her face when she stood up.
Then, they rushed to the next room, without eating too much.
Isabella cursed in her heart once again after she she entered that room.
Such a large room was used by only two people, who were even grown men. Indeed, the richer, the more wilful people would be.
Inside the room, there was another man around the same age as Christian, . He was clean and dressed in casual attire, looking as neither elite nor ordinary staff.
"Mr. Miller."
When they saw their CEO, it was as if they had seen their father. They greeted him with a solicitous smile immediately .
"Hmm, why are you here?" He asked as if he knew nothing, but no surprise on his face.
"We visited the Benton technology today and are eating here." Someone explained, and then gave way to Isabella who was behind, and introduced to him,"Mr. Miller, this is Mrs. Jones from Benton technology."
Isabella kept avoiding Christian to notice her, but Unexpectedly, she was pushed out. Her expression became a little stiff. She hugged Rachel tightly and nodded at him, "Mr. Miller."
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