She spoke casually.
There was a sudden silence in the ga’s team chat.
No one spoke for a long while.
It was Sadam Vinson who first broke the stalemate, sowhat puzzled, he opened his mouth: "Nathalie, how co you’re so familiar with the internal workings of the Pharmaceutical Association, as if you’ve been there."
Nathalie Quinlan: ...
She had indeed been there and stayed for a while.
However...
Just then, the ga sound ca on, the match was successful, Nathalie Quinlan smoothly changed the topic: "The ga started."
Sadam Vinson originally wanted to ask her about the Pharmaceutical Association, but the ga had already started, and he didn’t find another chance to speak.
*
Nathalie Quinlan played one round with them and then exited the ga. She rested at ho for an hour and left around three in the afternoon to go to Mr. Zachmann’s nursing ho.
At the sa ti, at the Zachmann Family.
Leonardy Zachmann and others had already moved out of the old mansion and bought a three-story white house not far away.
The villa’s location was decent.
It was also in a well-known rich district in Beijing.
But compared to the location of The Zachmanns’ Mansion, it was definitely not comparable.
At this mont, Leonardy Zachmann had just returned from the company.
Celine Tucker saw him return at this ti in the afternoon and casually took over his suit, asking him, "Why are you back so early today? Is your work at the company finished?"
Leonardy Zachmann unbuttoned his cufflinks, rolled up his sleeves, revealing part of his arm, and then tugged at the tie around his collar, striding inside: "Big brother is back, I made dinner plans with him tonight."
Stanley Zachmann often went out for academic conferences.
Celine Tucker assud Stanley Zachmann had returned from yet another conference in so city, replied casually, passed the suit to the servant beside her, and followed up asking: "Tonight?"
"Yes." Leonardy Zachmann sat down on the sofa, the servant brewed a cup of tea and placed it on the table, he took a large sip nonchalantly, then put down the cup, visibly fatigued, looked up at Celine Tucker and said: "I also told Dad, Dad’s coming with us tonight."
If it weren’t for Mr. Zachmann playing a diating role, he might not have even managed to arrange dinner with Stanley Zachmann.
He looked up towards the second floor room, and asked: "Where are Hendrik and Caryn? Aren’t they ho?"
Just as he was speaking.
Upstairs, Hendrik Zachmann and Caryn Zachmann walked out of their rooms almost simultaneously and ca downstairs together.
Seeing the two of them co down, Leonardy Zachmann’s expression relaxed, and he said to them: "You two arrived just in ti, your uncle is back, we’ll have dinner together tonight."
Hendrik Zachmann had no objection, he asked Leonardy Zachmann about the dining location.
Caryn Zachmann, however, looked indifferent, clearly not very interested, she hesitated a bit, and reluctantly said: "Dad, I’m busy tonight, I won’t be going."
"What matter could be so pressing that you can’t spare the ti to have dinner?" Leonardy Zachmann frowned, although he usually doted on his daughter the most, when it ca to major issues he still had his own principles.
Celine Tucker saw that he was about to get angry, quickly interceded between the two to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, it’s not such a big deal, if Caryn doesn’t have ti, then let’s just go ourselves."
Leonardy Zachmann still had a stern expression, clearly still a bit upset.
Caryn Zachmann didn’t mind, lowered her eyelashes, and said calmly: "Master Carloska is coming tonight, I have to entertain people from the dical Association, this is sothing I arranged with them a long ti ago, they are coming specifically for , I can’t let them down."
She spoke calmly.
But Celine Tucker’s eyes lit up, extrely pleased: "Is your entry into the dical Association finalized?"
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