If they insist on coming over to pick a fight, wouldn’t it be unkind of her not to satisfy them?
Sigh... She’s just that kind-hearted, can’t be helped.
She’s even touched by her own kindness.
"We need to rely on your connections?" Erie Wilson finally cald down from her anger, stepped forward, and glanced at Sophie Wilson with contempt, sarcastically saying, "What connections could you have? Just business world..."
"Where else would a businessman operate if not in the business world? Smuggling?" Sophie Wilson covered her mouth in surprise, looking at Erie Wilson in astonishnt, "So you’ve started expanding your business in that direction?"
"Shut up!" Erie scolded, "Who told you to talk nonsense?"
"You’re being naive, let tell you, Benjamin is working with Jas and also involving my dad’s company. We’ve now tapped into training camp connections and are doing training camp business."
ntioning this, Erie imdiately felt proud, even swaying a little: "You guys don’t even take a look at what you are. Think having so company makes you remarkable? No matter how rich a company is, can it be better than collaborating with training camps?"
"Such a reputation can’t be achieved just with money." Erie felt a surge of pride as she ntioned this; her Benjamin is truly impressive.
What does Charles Seymour amount to?
Now that Benjamin has achieved sothing so impressive, her dad won’t be thinking about her older brother anymore. At that ti, Sophie can only find a place to cry.
"Oh, working with training camps is that good?" Sophie covered her mouth in surprise, seemingly unable to believe Erie’s words.
"Of course, it’s great." Erie said proudly, suddenly as if she just rembered, she smiled and asked, "Sophie, didn’t your company also participate in the bidding? How did it go? Did you win?"
She heard from Benjamin that with Hayley Cole’s help this ti, they surely would win, and as for Sophie, well... definitely not winning!
"Sophie, you ca to the restaurant to celebrate your win, right? Just like us, what a coincidence." Erie intentionally spoke about the bidding results with a proud smile.
The more she flatters Sophie now, the worse Sophie must be feeling inside, right?
"Don’t think just because Charles Seymour is a chairman of Peace Group he can single-handedly shroud everything. The sky of Imperial City can’t be covered by one person."
"What Imperial City doesn’t lack are people with status, background, and capability. Charles Seymour in there... doesn’t stand out at all. Winning the bid, it’s all about capability, you must have that, don’t you?"
"Yes, we ca to celebrate." Sophie replied cheerfully, why not accept congratulations from others?
Erie’s smile stiffened, then she snorted contemptuously, rolled her eyes, and looked sideways at Sophie: "I say you’re really trying hard to save face, aren’t you?"
"Clearly didn’t win the bid, yet coming to the restaurant to celebrate... I think you’re here to ease your worries, right?" Erie ridiculed, "Let give you a piece of advice, if you want to ease your worries, the best place is a bar, isn’t it said to drown sorrows in alcohol? You’ve co to the wrong place."
"That bar, I think you need it the most. Oh, by the way, you seem to have a heart condition? Don’t drink excessively." Sophie kindly gave Erie so advice.
"Please move aside, standing in the middle of the road, do you think you’re stone pillars?" Sophie mocked.
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