Man, what's wrong with you? novel Chapter 29

Sherry and Chester had already been chatting for a while and still, the client hadn't replied yet. When they had finished eating the roast chicken, they started drinking beer.

Chester had brought several cans of beer and he quickly went through all of them as he started talking about his college days.

"I heard you were quite popular back in the day. The professors said you were very popular with the girls. Everyone wanted to date you. You were practically everyone's dream guy!" Sherry's cheeks were already flushing as she was already a bit drunk.

Chester could see that. Still, he gazed at her with a smile on his face.

This was a completely different from Sherry from how she normally acted.

"Are you saying that you had a crush on me during that time?" he asked with a smile.

Stunned for a moment, Sherry shook her head. Then she said frankly, "No, I liked someone else back then."

Chester raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised at Sherry's honesty. "Really? Who did you like back then? Who could you possibly have a crush on?"

Sherry narrowed her eyes and smiled. She put her index finger against her lips and whispered, "That's a secret."

After she spoke, she raised her head and downed a big gulp of beer. Then she clicked her tongue as if to say that she wanted more.

The beer he had brought was imported and it tasted very good. However, Sherry couldn't drink much as she didn't really want to get drunk again.

As Chester looked at Sherry, he couldn't help but wonder to himself if Sherry was the type to get crazy whenever she got drunk. He didn't really like taking care of people like that.

Still, he didn't stop her from drinking more. Sherry was already tongue-tied just from finishing her first can. By the time she had finished drinking her second, she was already leaning on the table.

"Sherry," he called softly.

She merely mumbled in response, still not budging.

As Sherry lay her head on the table, her hair fell consequently covering her entire face. Chester then reached out to lift her hair away from her face, showing her lovely face.

Staring at her for a while, he suddenly stood up.

Upon checking, he saw that there was still no new e-mail—the client still hadn't responded. He then turned off the computer and bent down to pick up Sherry.

It was already 11 at night. He had gotten her address from her resume but he didn't want to drive her home.

So he went up to the elevator to take her to the lounge behind his office.

Suddenly, Sherry groaned, giving a loud burp. Chester merely smiled to himself upon hearing this. She was so different to how she normally acted.

"You said it yourself. I've already signed my name..." she said in a daze.

After a few moments of silence, Chester asked, "What did you just say?"

"Don't, don't leave me. I can change myself for you..."

He fixed his gaze on her face.

She pouted her lips, looking upset.

What was going on? Who was she dreaming about? Even in her dream, she was begging this person not to leave.

He grabbed a blanket to cover her with. As he was placing the blanket on her, he caught sight of a shallow cut on her wrist.

Did she cut her wrist before?

He squinted slightly as he looked at her wrist in disbelief. Was she okay?

He had to get to know her more as he didn't want anything happening to his employees, most especially Sherry.

He sighed as he turned off the lights and left.

The next morning, the sun shone brightly through the window as it reflected on the marble floors.

At that moment, Jeremy was sitting across from Chester.

They were both big names in the industry so along with competing with each other, they often worked together too. Since they were classmates before, Jeremy's first choice of collaboration was SZ Advertising Company. Surely, it was also because that the company had great reputation in the industry.

Together with Jeremy and Chester were the other executives of both companies.

"I read the terms of the contract and it stated that your company would like to be exempted from any responsibility and obligation. Does your company want to transfer all the potential risk to us?"

The man sitting next to Jeremy was in his 50s. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a nice suit, and a pair of leather shoes. As he spoke, his eyes gleamed and his voice was lively. It was hard to believe that he was already in his 50s.

"It's force majeure," Chester said with a smile. "How can you say that?"

With a slight smile on his face, Jeremy threw the contract in his hand into the middle of the table and said, "Then please show us your sincerity or we'll stop working with you!"

Chester kept quiet. Meanwhile, the creative director, Langston Liang, had glanced at the contract and said with a smile, "Last night, Mr. Ou suddenly made a series of rather demanding requirements. Needless to say, we were caught off guard. We still need to prepare for these new demands but we are more than ready to work with you. Mr. Ou, we'd like to ask that you think this over again."

Jeremy hadn't taken his gaze off Chester. He was extremely upset about the fact that Chester was with Sherry. This was what motivated him to suddenly change the terms of the contract.

In the lounge.

As soon as Sherry turned over, the sun hit her face. She used her hands to cover her eyes and it took her a while before she was finally able to fully open her eyes.