The man in front of her was neither ostentatious nor indifferent, with a graceful deanor and a well-suited smile at the corner of his lips.
"Mr. Johnson, hello."
Sophie Smith extended her hand politely to greet him.
In front of outsiders, she could appear educated and reasonable; she just didn’t know why she would beco aggressive when facing Asher Land.
"Sophie, Mr. Johnson is the eldest son of Hush Sky Group. It’s an honor for you to endorse their company this ti." Sister Sunny said earnestly from the side.
She hadn’t expected Oliver Johnson to really agree to let Sophie endorse their company. With Anna banned and Hazel Quinn jumping ship, Sunny indeed wanted to promote the next ’queen’ of the company. Coincidentally, there was cooperation with Hush Sky Group, so she tentatively proposed the opportunity for Sophie to be their company’s spokesperson. Unexpectedly, Oliver Johnson nodded and agreed without hesitation upon hearing Sophie’s na...
"Indeed, it is my honor. Thank you, Mr. Johnson." Sophie spoke with an unusually detached tone, addressing him politely.
Though Oliver Johnson didn’t quite like how Sophie called him, considering they were not familiar with each other, having only t twice, how could he expect soone to be close to him?
He gestured to his secretary, who understandingly took a docunt out of the briefcase.
"This file contains Hush Sky Group’s advertising proposal. Take a look, and if you find anything unreasonable, feel free to point it out."
Sunny took the docunt, flipped through it, and found no issues at all.
"Sophie, do you want to take a look?" Sunny asked.
"No need, Sister Sunny, you can decide for ."
In Sunny’s opinion, Sophie was actually gentle by nature, beautiful and generous, with an elegant temperant, never arrogant. It was no wonder Asher Land was interested in her. Usually, Asher would also tell her to promote Sophie more.
Oliver Johnson curved his lips slightly, it was clear she was indifferent to fa and fortune, not competing or fighting. She didn’t care about her endorsent inco nor the advertising plan; she just followed her manager’s arrangents.
"Since you’re not very interested in this matter, why don’t you accompany for a cup of coffee?" Oliver Johnson stood up and said to her.
"Ah?" Sophie was taken aback; was she really that obvious?
"Sophie, just go accompany Mr. Johnson, I’ll handle the rest." Sunny said.
Alright, she didn’t want to be a killjoy either. Last ti at the resort, she hadn’t properly thanked him; now it’s just having a cup of coffee with him. If she tried to evade again, it would seem sowhat ungrateful.
Sophie followed behind him to a nearby coffee shop.
Sitting across from each other, Sophie was unsure what to say, and the atmosphere beca sowhat awkward for a mont.
Oliver Johnson stirred his cup of coffee and suddenly raised his eyes, carefully observing her.
Sophie t his gaze for one second, two seconds, three seconds...
Yet, he showed no sign of looking away.
"Mr. Johnson, you..."
How long are you planning to gaze like this?
"Sorry, I was being abrupt; don’t mind ." Oliver Johnson withdrew his gaze, "Do you want sugar in your coffee?"
"Oh, no thanks." She calmly refused.
She liked the bitter taste of coffee. A cup of bitter coffee could warn her in many ways. When the bitterness spread from her mouth, she could clearly realize that her current life was very much like this cup of coffee.
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