Only then did Sebastian say, "You'll definitely be able to get yourself a boyfriend that is to your liking."
"Mm-hmm!" Misty nodded solemnly. "Don't worry. When the time comes, I'll invite you t o my wedding!"
"Alright!
Sebastian smiled. "Let's go. Let's go to the conference room. "
"Mm-hmm!"
The meeting went on very smoothly, and both parties got the maximum profits on the contract. At noon, the high-ranking executives from both the Ford Group and the White Group had lunch together. Initially, the people who were supposed to have lunch together were not that many and it was only a few tables full. To make the atmosphere livelier, all of them gathered in the hall on the second floor. Halfway through their lunch gathering, they suddenly heard someone shouting at the lobby on the first floor. It so happened that Sebastian was by the railing, so he was able to clearly see the drunk who was creating a commotion on the first floor. That man looked like he was about 40 years old. He was very handsome, like a celebrity.
He was drunk and he was throwing a fit at the young receptionists. "What do you-you know! I have so much money that it'll make you dizzy! When the time comes, even if I don't do it, all of you would kneel before me and you'll be begging me to keep you as my sugar babies! All of you j-just w-wait and see!"
The receptionists were so frightened that she hid in the back. At that moment, the front desk manager came to the receptionist and asked softly, "Has he paid?
"Yes, but he insisted on giving each of us a thousand dollars as tips. We told him we have rules, so we can't accept it, and he started acting like an angry drunk," the receptionist said, trembling.
The front desk manager looked at the angry drunk with disgust, and then he signaled the security with his eyes. "Throw him out!"
The security immediately grabbed that man who was drunk as a skunk and threw him out. That was a small commotion that was over in about six minutes.
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