Although the banquet continued, the organizers had all left, and the scene soon fell silent.
Joseph sat leisurely on the sofa in the corner, and the red wine in his hand was worth tens of thousands. Peter has devoted his mind to tonight's banquet.
"He is young and is easy to lose his temper." Joseph said indifferently, his black eyes falling towards Peter's flustered back.
"Joseph, does this matter have to do with you?" Johnson raised his eyebrows.
He had long felt that Joseph would not let Peter's new company develop so smoothly, but he didn’t know how Joseph will do.
"He dared to hurt my woman, I won't let him stay in city N." Joseph's eyes were sharp.
Johnson toasted him and raised his eyebrows, "it seems you really care about Kathy."
"She is my wife."
"Joseph, as a friend, I have to remind you that there are some things that you can't take seriously." Johnson frowned and looked at Kathy through the crowd.
"Johnson, you have to take care of yourself recently." Joseph narrowed his eyes.
Johnson frowned. "I always knew what I was doing."
The banquet was almost over. Johnson and Alexia had left long ago, but Joseph was surrounded by a few distinguished ladies. The conversation was about medical topics, but the eyes of the women were very hot.
Kathy was a little unhappy, walked over and took the initiative to pull Joseph's arms, "Honey, I'm tired."
Joseph put down the wine glass and politely said to several people, "If you want to learn more about neurosurgery, you can visit People's Hospital website. There is a detailed introduction on the People's Hospital website."
After that, he held Kathy and left affectionately.
Several women looked jealous, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Joseph, is this your wife?"
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